Well, there is something supernatural, or alien for sure out there. I've had several personal experiences that had no other explanation. Maybe you have some ideas on how to explain these:

~Back in about 1970, my Dad was in a hammock in our backyard looking at the stars on a clear Arizona summer night. (He had very good far-vision and a really high IQ). He called my brother and me outside to look at the sky. We all watched a craft very far up darting back and forth and stopping on a dime, almost as though whomever was flying it was having trouble with the controls. Dad had been in the military and said, 'that's not ours'.

~Over the next few years I had several experiences including recurring nightmares of small 'bald headed babies' with very black eyes and black slits for mouths trapping me in a dark house that I couldn't escape from. They'd come after me, calling my name even though their mouths didn't move. They'd echo my name in my head until I was crying from fear and frustration. Everywhere I turned there was another one and I couldn't get out of the place. I had the dream all night, every night for about 2 weeks. Finally, one morning after enduring the dream all night, my mother awoke to hear me crying and came in my room and stopped the dream. That was the last time I had that one.

It wasn't until I was much older and saw the cover of a book on extraterrestrials that I realized the small bald 'babies' with the black, bottomless pit eyes looked kind of like alien grays.

~Another night alone in my room, I awoke to a sensation of my covers being pulled down. I opened my eyes to see my rough, cotton bedspread slowly sliding off my bed. It slowly slid completely off and dropped on the floor. I jumped out of bed to see if my brother was hiding on the floor to scare me, but no one was there. That happened twice.

~Another night I woke to the sensation of hearing a deafening train roaring in my ears and intense pressure holding me tightly to the bed. I was face up with my hands in fists and my arms crossed in an 'x' across my chest. My arms were tightly pressed against me and I was in a state of near paralysis. It took all my might to pull my arms off my chest and break free of the grip of it. I was a stomach sleeper and I never slept on my back, so this position was not a position I would ever put myself in. After I stopped it, I got up and walked around my room and caught my breath. Then I went back to sleep on my stomach. Sometime later, I awoke to the exact thing happening again and it took all my strength to pull my arms off my chest, breaking the grip and sitting up, stopping whatever it was from continuing.

Years later, when in college I met an older student, a Vietnam war vet who was on the GI bill. He told me how he was taken against his will multiple times a week since he was a child. He described the experience. Flat on his back. Roaring freight train in the ears, arms pinned to his chest. The feeling of fear and paralysis. It was the same as mine. Except - he couldn't break free. Soon, he'd actually 'pop' out of his body and travel through walls and see things and people and places, always connected back to his body by a kind of long umbilical cord. He'd be pulled out and then dropped back into his body. He didn't know why it was happening, but only that it was ruining his life and his marriage. He called it Astral Projection. I began reading about it after that and felt like that was the thing happening to me.

~ About 2005, I was awakened in the wee hours of a pitch dark December night by my little dog who was sleeping at the foot of the bed. She went from asleep to frantically barking. I immediately woke to calm her and see what was happening. I saw some flashing lights in the darkened room and thought maybe it was a lightning storm. I glanced up to my high, wide half-moon window (which had no curtain and was about 8 feet above my bed) to see if I could see lightning, but instead saw a thin, white, smoke-like tendril literally passing through the clear window glass into my bedroom. This window was at the tallest point of the house on the second floor about 20+ feet above ground level. As I leapt out of bed, to see WTF, I was distracted by another lower window on the opposite wall which suddenly had a rapidly strobing red light that I could see through the blinds. That window was about 15 ft up and faced my backyard and had tall trees on the other side. Nothing could possibly be on the other side unless it was small and fit between the trees and the window. I ran to that window and flung the blinds open to see what was lighting up the back of the window. I saw nothing. By that time, whatever was happening on the other window stopped. I was sober and coherent (as always) and cannot explain what that could have been.

So, if you have any ideas, I'd like to hear them. I can't explain any of it.