Prof. Dr Jan Pajak Sightings of UFO vehicles and devices - Totalizm

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friendly. It was like preparing itself for a play. It did not look hostile. Only that these penetrating
eyes were sinking through the brain and unpleasantly tingling somewhere at the end of spine
cord. If my teachers see mein that moment, they would be very proud of the level of my
implementation of their philosophy of teaching. I was an excellent example of the blind belief
which they impregnated in school, that everything that exists in the universe i already
described in scholarly textbooks.
I watched this monster with the earlier internal attitude, that it must be a dog. Only that
it belongs to an unknown and strangely looking breed. I was not even considering that I am
just confronting something completely different, what is not described in scholarly textbooks. In
turn with dogs I had a lot of experience, so I knew how to deal with them. This one was not
growling and not snarling. Means, it must be in a peaceful mood. So in spite that I confronted
an unknown monster - during a deep night and on a complete wilderness, I felt no fear at all. I
was not terrified that this monster was sufficiently powerful to tear me apart in a split seconds.
Because this "dog" decisively remained on the hard path, I decided to walk around it carefully,
so not to trigger its aggressiveness. A soft road disallowed riding bicycle outside of the hard
path. So around two meters before I run out this "dog" I stopped in order to walk my bicycle
around it. After I stopped, of course the light from my dynamo extinguished itself. An absolute
darkness surrounded me. But I still could notice the position of this "dog" by these two redglowing
huge eyes, which penetrated me continually. Making sure that just in case my bicycle
all the time was kept between me and this "dog", I stepped carefully to the left side of the
gravel road and started to walk my bicycle around the creature. I was not aware then, that
close to the left edge of the road a cliff from a deep open cast gravel excavation began, with
very steep slopes overgrown with some bushes. So when I was carefully walking around this
"dog", rapidly earth tilted under my feet and I started to fall down along a steep slope. I made
several somersaults, sometimes rolling over my bicycle, other time painfully feeling the bicycle
rolling over me. Finally I stopped on some bush. I still spasmodically gripped my bicycle in
hands. Blindly groping my way around I managed to scramble back to the road. The "dog"
was not there any more. So I took the bicycle back on the hard path, with a relief confirmed
that still it is possible to ride on it, sit on it and pedalled to my home.
In home it turned out that my shirt is completely covered with blood. In addition to
scratches, bruises, and tearing of the shirt that are normal for such a fall down, I had also
three very deep wounds. Two of them were located parallel to each other and looked as deep
pierces made with a thick wire, e.g. barbed wire. They were positioned at my right arm, i.e.
from the "dog" side. They appeared in the area and at a height, where on other right hand
smallpox vaccination usually is done. The third wound looked like a cut or tearing of the skin
with a sharp object or a piece of glass. It was located on a wrist slightly above of the area
where a watch would be located is I have it on my right hand. It is surprising, that having such
three deep and bleeding wounds, I did not feel a pain, while the existence of these wounds I
noted only after the arrival home. Furthermore, the entire my shirt was covered with short
sticky feather, with a greyish-blue base and pitch black tops. Because pigeons have this type
of feathers that change colour at their length, I come to a conclusion that during my
somersaulting I must fall onto some old remains of a pigeon. My unusual state I fast explained
to myself with a theory, that the wounds come from a barbed wire fence that I encountered,
while feathers originate from falling into a nest of old remains of a pigeon. Both wound on my
arm healed quite fast, while the wound on my wrist was septic for a long time and it left a large
scar until today.
Soon after the events described here I rode through this road again. But this time
during a daylight. So I decided to satisfy my curiosity, and to compare on the spot my theory
that I invented to explain the entire event with evidence present in the area. So I searched for
the pigeon feathers and for barbed wire. Some kind of feathers I found around 10 meters
before the area of my fall down - measuring along the edge of the road. In turn around 30
meters after the area of my fall down - also measuring along the road, I found an old barbed
wire fence that run downhill of this slope. But I was unable to explain to myself how I could dip