I’ve been lucky enough in my life to see three really spectacular UFOs and I’ve detailed those sightings several places online. I haven’t talked as much about the missing time event I experienced back in January 1991.
At that time, I was 25 and working a very mentally and physically exhausting job. I was just coming out of the long hospital stay where I nearly died and learned I had Addison’s Disease. I was living with my younger brother and a friend from college.
They were often gone on weekends. I would come home on Friday night exhausted. Sometimes, I’d take my comforter and pillows and sleep out on the living room floor. There was a tape player with nice speakers out there. I’d just gotten into space music and on this particular night I was playing Michael Stearns’ alien encounter cassette ironically titled “Encounter.”
I decided to meditate laying down as I listened to this very spacey piece of electronic music. I had to work the next day so I had my clock radio on the floor across the room. I looked over at the clock and it read 8:03 PM and then turned to 8:04. Being January, it was already pitch dark outside and a bright moon cast a shadow into the apartment.
I closed my eyes, relaxing and letting go to the music. My conscious memory is I laid, sprawled out on the floor, and listened to the music for about ten minutes. I opened my eyes, turned my head, and looked at the clock radio. It now read 3:03 AM and just as I looked it turned to 3:04.
For a few minutes, I replayed the past “few minutes” in my mind. I remembered being completely conscious the entire time listening to the music. I’d have sworn in a court of law I didn’t drift off to sleep. However, exactly seven hours practically to the second had passed.
I got up, turned off the music, and walked through the dining room and into the kitchen. What happened next shocked me. I flipped on the light switch and watched in awe as the light filled the room in one appeared to be slow motion. I turned the light off and watched it evacuate the room at the same speed. I repeated this process several times over the next fifteen minutes. Each time the light filled the room a little faster until things were normal again.
My conclusion is that there was evidence of some kind of time displacement in the apartment. This helped confirm that my perception that I’d been conscious for a few minutes that were actually seven hours. Something odd had clearly happened.
As I sit here writing this almost 26 year later, I can still remember my sense of consciousness listening to that music and being aware of only a few minutes passing. I’ve never had another similar experience before or since.
When this happened, I believe I may have been vaguely aware of the concept of missing time in UFO experiences. This event led to me reading everything I could get my hands on about the UFO phenomenon over the succeeding year. During that year, I also had a brief out-of-body experience and saw two of my three UFOs.
What happened that night? I’ll leave that up to you to decide for yourself. I can tell you that this event is one of the factors that drove me to do what I’m doing today. I’m left to wonder what happened to those seven hours?
Keep searching for your truths!