- It has come to the attention of this writer, that some
folks don't believe in the Abduction Experience. I speak, of course, of
Alien abductions. To wit, aliens abducting humans for purposes of (ostensibly)
some sort of genetic experimentation; genetic, since the alien species
seem to dwell on our reproductive organs. In the nearly 58 years I perceive
I've been abducted, from the age of about two years, they've never looked
at my heart, lungs or for that matter, my rear end. The latter being something
laughable among those who would deride those who claim the experience.
- Of course, there is no way by which I or anyone else
may prove that we've had such experiences. Whilst I've been regressed by
the best of the abduction researchers, namely Budd Hopkins, and since other
rather famous and well respected researchers have examined my case and
determined that it certainly appears to be true, there are still those
who deny us our truth. It is you to whom I address in this piece.
- To begin, what do you call 'reality?' When it comes
to the abduction experience, I cannot define reality. In part, this is
because in the experience, one seems to be in an altered state of consciousness.
It is not a dream, but there are some similarities which make the experience
dreamlike. Reality is what we perceive in this dimension. In the altered
state of the abduction experience, there is another reality. The altered
state of the abduction experience may not have reality in this dimension.
Perhaps the other way around as well.
- When I have a dream, I can rarely recall the dream. I
know that I've had a dream, but within moments of my waking, the details
elude. Some dreams can be recalled in a bit more detail. Those would be
recurring dreams. You've all had them. It's the day before the history
exam and you've not opened the history book. Which book is the size of
three Manhattan telephone directors on atop the other. Or the dream in
which one cannot find where he parked his car, or how to get home. Even
in these recurring dreams and in my case, I am unable to recall the detail.
Merely the feeling and an occasional flash memory.
- Ah, but the abduction 'dream,' that's entirely different.
I can recall nearly everything from the experience. Not merely the feeling
but the events. Such events also live in my memory even before I've had
the 'dream.' Besides which, the 'dream' is not really a dream. It is rather
a recall of the events preceding the recall (which appears to be a vivid
dream). Does that make sense to you? Good. Now to continue.
- At age two years I began having nightmares. I would awaken
screaming. My parents, for a long time, believed I was having a nightmare.
However I would always tell them, "It was not a nightmare, Mommy.
It really happened!" Yet, whenever I was ill, with a childhood disease
or fever from the flu or cold, I would have genuine nightmares. I'd wake
up screaming. But I would _know_ that it was a bad dream and then agree
with my parents' statement. "Yes, it was a bad dream, Mommy! A very
- At age four, I refused to believe in Santa. It was, even
to my young mind, impossible for a man to travel with flying reindeer,
or for that matter, deliver a zillion gifts to a trillion homes. It would
have to happen so fast, I imagined, that one could not see the blur. Besides,
we had no fireplce.
- The dreams vs. my perceived reality usually confused
my mother and dad. It never confused me. I recall seeing a blue light pierce
the wall on the North side of my bedroom. The wall and window in that blue
light would disappear. Three little creatures whom I referred to as "Little
Doctors," would float through the beam of light and I would be compelled
to go with them. Compelled is the wrong word. I had to go with them as
I was floated out the same blue light, but when inside that blue light,
it became a white light. Up I would go with two or three of these little
doctors as I called them behind me and one leading. The one leading was
and is always the same character. Taller than the others, this being was
there with me from the beginning. He is still with me now. I now call him
- Why "Fred?' Because I was reminded of an act on
the old Ed Sullivan show, in which an older gentleman appeared with this
floppy eared hound who was named, "Fred." He'd set Fred up on
a stool, walk away about ten or so feet and holler, "Come on, Fred!
Come on Fred." And Fred was supposed to jump off the stool and come
to his master.
- Fred never did anything. No matter what his master said
or did, Fred would just sit there and look happier than a clam. There is
no connection except one. Fred was the funniest name I could think of.
This became the moniker I applied to this taller than the others entity.
I wanted to make this being funny. No, not funny. I wanted to make fun
of this entity. And this was my way of doing so. So the taller shortstuff
is not "Fred." Only every time I am abducted, and refer to 'it'
as "Fred," he doesn't even crack a smile. But even in my altered
state, I feel this ... sort of ... superiority over Fred. Makes me feel
a bit better. Not to make fun of those who call on the name of their god
to chase the demons away, but when I call to my Lord, He doesn't do anything.
Perhaps this is all in my chart.
- Or maybe it's all a piece of undigested beef. An underdone
- I recall one abductee who told me that she was made fun
of (in a manor of speaking) by the alien entity when she objected to their
taking her eggs and showing her children which were supposed to be hers.
She told me that the alien asked (the head alien much the same as Fred),
"Why do you keep pets?" As if to say, pets are taken by us and
kept. We give our pets love. In return, they give us love. And peace. When
I'm with my best little buddy Pepe, a French Bulldog, I am at greater peace
than in Church. (Sorry Lord, but the shoe fits well, so I wear it)
- Another perceived abductee, a male, objected to the aliens
taking his sperm. He was told, in substance, "Why do you object? Do
you not waste and spill your seed?" Gee, talk about freedom of spirit
and independent decision making. Obviously these dudes never owned a loving,
giving doggie or felt the need to 'waste theirn own seed,' assuming they
have any. Had it been me, I'd have told them that humans are free to make
their own decisions when it comes to their bodies. No one takes without
giving. And these entities give nothing. In fact, as I will show, they
- Which brings us to how a lifetime of these experiences
make a lifetime of negativity and unhappiness. Not to mention ill-health.
Many perceived abductees, both male and female, are in poor health. It's
no wonder. Most of us suffer from some form of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
This is a real illness. Some years back, the medical community decided
that it was not real. We now know that PTSD is real and affects millions
of people who've experienced extreme stress. War, terrorism and natural
disaster will make you ill. Reduce your immune system. Reduce one's ability
to fight illness. The brain is a powerful instrument. It can and does control
the body in ways we do not fully understand.
- People who suffer PTSD have auto immune system disorders.
MS, arthritis, headache, dependency on substances such as drugs or alcohol.
Many more. Women more than men suffer IBS (Irritable Bowel Syndrome). This
has been my bane for years, until a good man told me what to do about it.
Jeff Rense does not subscribe to anything coming from dairy, but colostrum
has changed my life. I no longer suffer pain, spasms and the embarrassment
of meteroism. Not to mention constipation and it's converse.
- Believe me when I tell you that depression is rampant
- Immediately following a most painful and bloody abduction,
the first of it's kind for me (and many others as well), I was on the brink
of a nervous breakdown, according to my physician of three decades. I went
to see my friend, Budd Hopkins and literally begged him to help me. I need
not have begged. He was there, with compassion and love, with a caring
I've not observed outside of my own family. After being regressed that
first time, and within the hour, I was a changed man. I saw my doctor within
48 hours of that regression and he said to me (verbatim, this I shall remember
the rest of my life), "Jim, what the hell happened to you? I was ready
to begin aggressive treatment for depression if not for a breakdown?"
- I told him that I'd been regressed by Budd Hopkins and
that I never felt this good. Not in my recent memory. It was like night
and day. No depression. Shock at having really (in my memory) experienced
such horror, but I was actually happy to have uncovered the memory. My
doctor was quite taken aback by my immediate progress, something he would
again witness later on but under even more bizarre circumstances. This
is the man who went on to spearhead a medical study of perceived abductees
against a control group of people who had never experienced any such thing.
- The one problem this medical study experienced however
was that the control group had to be expanded by a very large number. You
see, those who laughed at even suspecting abduction by aliens, were found
to have been abductees. C'est la guierre.
- Now for the final revelation. For the first time in public,
I present a small excerpt from my physician's report on my condition on
admission to the Emergency Room of a hospital in Upstate NY. The document
is in the hands of Budd Hopkins and has been transmitted to Jeff Rense.
With the permission of my doctor and the medical group, this is what I
looked like in March of 2001, after a particularly grueling abduction experience.
Jeff Rense has, in his archives, several radio shows which have tapes of
both a medicated regression (using advanced medications to retrieve truth)
as well as the regression tapes made by Budd Hopkins.
- Read this here, an exclusive to our best friend, Jeff
Rense. Note that certain names and places have been deleted in order to
preserve a sensible level of privacy for us all. Soon, an affidavit will
be submitted on this venue, which describes what a witness saw on the same
night, at the same time, I was apparently abducted. This brief is in the
hands of Budd Hopkins and more recently, Jeff Rense.
- Case Study: James S. Mortellaro, Jr., Ph.D.
- James Mortellaro presented at (----) Hospital in March
of 2001 by ambulance to the Emergency Room.
- Mr. Mortellaro was unconscious, later determined to be
in mild shock.
- Upon examination by the ER physician, patient was found
to have bled (profoundly) from the bladder through the penis. His clothing
was soaked with blood about the groin and upper thigh areas. There was
sensitivity in the lower left quadrant even though the patient was unconscious.
Patient was also found to have been bleeding from the nose and tear ducts.
There were obvious signs of surgery in the nose above the septum, near
the entrance to the sinuses.
- Patient regained consciousness within ten minutes after
presentation. His vitals were stable, BP 155/100, which was reduced after
regaining consciousness to 135/85 within ten minutes. There was no indication
of trauma to any portion of the body except for noted bleeding.
- Patient was able to identify himself, name, the date,
the name of the current president, etc., but was about five hours off on
the time. He thought the time was about 6 PM. It was close to midnight.
- Present were his wife, Trooper (---) from Troop (--)
in (----), N.Y., Dr. (--------), his personal physician, various nursing
personnel, the ER physician, Dr. (-----) and others.
- When conscious, patient indicated feeling weak, disoriented
and with pain in the lower abdomen favoring patient's lower left quad.
After patient was made stable, CAT scans of the head, dorsal
- and lumbar regions, along with CAT and MRI of the abdomen
and kidneys. All non intrusive
- pictures were negative, with the exception of the bladder
which showed lesions in three areas favoring the left side.
- A cystostoscopy of the bladder was performed indicating
contusions of the lower left bladder area. A total of four such areas were
found, which was apparently the reason for bleeding. The wounds were odd
in that there appeared to be no apparent reason for their presence. Again,
there was no indication of causative external trauma.
- The blood found on the patient's clothing proved recent
(within two hours) profuse bleeding.
- Yet those areas were no longer bleeding (at the time)
and should have been. This was a very curious and impossible scenario.
- The CAT scans and MRI's confirmed recent (healed) nasal
surgery which the patient insisted he never had. As his personal physician,
having only recently given the patient a complete annual physical only
days before, I can testify to the fact that no such surgery had been done
at that Time.
- A total of two cystoscopy's were performed within 48
hours, showing marked and nearly miraculous healing of the contusions in
the bladder. Another cystoscopy performed within ten days of this 'incident',
indicated nearly complete healing. Very strange, indeed. Very strange.
- Patient was discharged from hospital during (deleted),
feeling fine, with no apparent illness present.
- We have never before seen such a bizarre case. I have
been in practice for more than 40 years. The ER physician commented, "I
haven't a clue!" No one has a clue. The State Police Trooper, who
is known by and knows Patient (who is a reserve police officer) and Troop
(-----) supervisors did a computer search as well as check with three troop
barracks in three counties to determine if there had been an attempted
car jacking or accident. There were none.
- This case is a first in our experience, both from the
standpoint of the rapid healing (which should be impossible) as well as
the lack of any indication of trauma which may have caused such bizarre
- Dr. ____ __________, MD
- To those who do not believe, even in the possibility,
consider the above. To those who refuse to believe, you have a problem
worse than mine. To those who believe, think about the possibility of being
skeptical. Always skeptical. It keeps the mind open to explanations other
than the alien abduction theory.
- To me, I cannot allow myself to believe otherwise. After
each regression, the memory is so real, that it must be part of my actual
experience. I cannot think of any other explanation. However, what the
heck do I know? There are more things in heaven and earth ... etc.
- Love, peace and prayers,
- Jim Mortellaro