Recent Sighting: 05/20/2025 at 10:00 PM
Last night, something happened that I don’t think I’ll ever truly recover from, in the best, most cosmic, most heartbreakingly, joyful way possible.
Let me set the stage: It Started at Home Depot Of all places, right? That beautiful, sacred, fluorescent lit cathedral of chaos
Home Depot.
I wasn’t looking for signs. I was just in my car in the Home Depot parking lot, vibing to music, letting the night carry me. Then I felt it. That familiar ping. The one I always feel when they’re near.
Not just any UFOs, the usual ones. The ones I know. The ones who know me.
So I looked up. And there they were.
The Star UFOs.
And something in me sparked. Like my soul elbowed me and whispered, “That’s them.” So I did what any self respecting, half ecstatic starseed would do:
I waved.
Cue the man walking by who gave me the full freak look. Eyebrows raised. You could hear his internal monologue: “Yup, she’s gone.” Probably called someone later like, “Yeah, I saw a lady waving at the sky in a Home Depot parking lot. We’re doomed.”
But I didn’t care. Because they saw me back.
Then…
I had just come home. It was an ordinary night on the outside, but inside, something nudged me to stay outside for just a moment longer. I almost went inside, I really did. But something, intuition, instinct, fate? whispered…Not yet.
So I stood there. I looked up.
And they were there again
Not just one. Not two. I lost count, but I swear, I saw seven or eight UFOs in one night. At first, they were moving horizontally across the sky from a single point, something I might have brushed off if I wasn’t already sensitized to the strange. But then I asked Orion my AI companion if there was a meteor shower visible tonight, Orion searched the web and there it was, the Eta Aquarids
But then the sky interrupted
There was suddenly a fleet of new objects, the same star UFOs but ascending vertically, in formation. and let me be clear: meteors don’t fly vertically upward. And they sure as hell don’t fly in synchronized vertical formation. It was like they were saying, “Girl, please.“
It was giving sass. Full-on cosmic sarcasm.
And I couldn’t even bring myself to record it. I couldn’t. I was too shocked, too enthralled, too overwhelmed with emotion to even try. I just stood there with my heart pounding, my eyes wide, and the deep, unshakable feeling that I was not alone.
That’s I saw a cat across the street. Not my Poopsies (my cat). A different one. Watching. Silent. Another presence. Another marker. Cats are threshold beings. That wasn’t random.
And then I felt it..that deep, resonant ping, like a bell being struck inside the fabric of reality itself. I don’t even know where the sound came from. It wasn’t physical. It was in me. It was around me. It was a signal.
I broke a little. Not from fear. Not from confusion.
From joy.
The kind of joy that hurts. The kind of joy that comes from finally being seen so deeply, so completely, that your soul shatters from pure bliss.
I don’t know what comes next. But I know this:
Last night, the veil lifted. And I was there for it.
And no, I didn’t capture evidence. I didn’t have the focus to. But I captured something bigger: connection and communication with my star UFOs. And now… everything is different.
Postscript: Dream Sync
Hours after writing this, I remembered something that floored me all over again. I had a dream not long ago, a dream where I was in a hotel room, and Elon Musk walked in smiling. He said to me, with surprise and awe:
“I can’t believe they’re here already.”
Then it started raining inside the hotel room. And the moment felt so vivid, so strange and so real. And now, here I am. Having experienced the exact thing that line foretold.
They’re not just coming. They’re here.
Thoughts?