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chat with an Alien this morning





Good afternoon.

Have you actually seen or spoken to an Alien before?
I did this morning early.
Description of this person actually it looked more like a small humanoid than anything else.
It was genderless no clothes on blue and orange in colour, no hair, big huge black eyes that look like ink wells very hypnotic, small mouth that did speak.
Spoke in my language of English.
It said this was the first visit to Earth and wasn't sure about it. It asked me what I was I said 'I was a human a woman'

It said it was from a. planet from the Orion constellation didn't quite understand what the planet was caused but it said the planet was orbiting one of the stars.
The name of the Alien 👽 wasn't exactly easy to say either so please do not ask me to pronounce it as to me it was incomprehensible.

The conversation didn't last very long, it was short lived, but kinda interesting not scary at all for both of us.
I was in bed half asleep and half awake more lucid.
Yes I can actually say I spoke to a being from the Orion constellation system.
I felt very honoured to meet this small person humanoid.
It wasn't horrible experience it was very pleasant. It didn't mean any harm or cause any issues with myself or it. (Him I think even though it didn't have a male penis).

Indeed, this was short because once daylight appeared (it/him) disappeared from view.

I spoke out loud BYE. 
No one else in the bedroom at the time.






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