Portrait: Colorado, 6,500' elevation. Late February - early morning, 2024

Nov 25, 2025

It had been less than six months since I'd unexpectedly and at very close range, witnessed a large, luminous orb under a fighter jet's wing.

Then, just a couple of months later, I had observed what appeared to be exotic-NHI mimicking a fixed wing "Cessna"-sized plane: Importantly, the mimicry event directly corresponded to my reasoned skepticism of a just-prior, presumably telepathic assurance relating to a decades-long series of similar revelations.

Now, it was after dawn but not yet sunrise; and I was slowly, purposefully pacing between the kitchen and living room with a cup of coffee.

Pondering.

...deeply pondering such phenomena - particularly in light of David Grusch's exclusive interview with News Nation's, Ross Coulthart - as well as recent research I'd conducted in an effort to coordinate Grusch's claims with others' eye witness UAP accounts and of course, predominately my own lifetime of diverse experiences.

Still skeptical but always open-minded, I recalled the orb… the 'plane'...

Suddenly, I recalled the Solstice lights... and, oh yeah, the triangle... and the green Roswell fog. 'That was weird as hell,' I silently mused.

Comfortably ensconced, and now once again highly relevant, each instance began rolling in from their distant past.

'Well, how many HAVE there been?' I halted my pace and asked myself incredulously aloud, as if investigating my own claims - which I always objectively do. Repeatedly. Like any good investigator, each time looking more closely at and for details possibly missed - context and correlations yet realized.

I ticked each instance off in sequence on one hand, one... two... three. Four. No, five.

Surprising myself, I paused at the illuminating weight of instances, deeply considering details, implications, timing.

For awhile I loitered. Then, abandoning complexity in favor of the kind of clarity offered in broader correlations, I walked to the front door to look into the hopeful and brightening blue sky of a new dawn. Clearing my head. Seeking familiarity. Simplicity. Predictability in the sublime orchestration of Nature's remarkable and stunning normalcy.

And there she was. Infinite sky.

As well as something more specific.

That moment and my own breath paused, briefly suspended as I gaped startled, a bit unnerved and in absolute awe of a finely detailed, three-dimensional cloud-portrait masterfully rendered in a richly subtle palette of pure-white, stormy blues and dove-grays seemingly scooped and sculpted in dramatic, fleeting relief just forward of a massive cloudbank background.

From a right-sided three-quarter turn, stared the emotionless but incredibly sentient face of a classic 'Grey alien' - its entire head and neck, at least three thousand feet tall... over half that as wide...

...and as conscious of intention to reveal itself as I was in my highly concentrated study of it.

The proportions presented a naturally evolved and surprisingly yet decidedly humanesque flair. The eyes, large – but, not nearly as large as they are often portrayed. Visible ear, nondescript. Nose and mouth present and notable, but very demure. Musculoskeletal features revealed across a facade of expertly blended highlight and shadow.

It was extraordinarily remarkable in its artistry and presumed accuracy. "Gray's Anatomy" level of accuracy - no pun intended.

Within 1.5 seconds of noting it, the image had begun to drift.

Within three seconds, its spectacular presence had become unrecognizable - torn asunder by cold, high-altitude winds.

As one might imagine, this experience remained front of mind for a couple of weeks - maybe a month here and there, contemplating it before it was swept aside as further manifestations began to take shape - each revealing new complexities and correlations demanding collective analysis.

I’m still analyzing.

As I'd not yet particularly entertained the notion of sharing these experiences, each merely rolled into the next without concern for any collection of durable evidence.

I was, of course, highly attuned and deeply thankful for the learning opportunity, while trying to keep up with what had become a clearly intimate and intentional undertaking - presumably on the part of an evolved entity or entities making contact - and, now, advancing from revelation of self in near proximity to reciprocally conscious engagement, including highly sophisticated communication.

During this time, and increasingly interested in informing science, I contacted a renowned, national institute purportedly devoted to ‘the’ search for extraterrestrial intelligence. During that conversation I realized their contradictory expectation of evidence while simultaneously dismissing eons of it recorded across continents by an ever-evolving humanity. 'Big Science' appearing - as they often do - rather preoccupied with… well, themselves.

As ironic as that was, presumably exotic NHI themselves would soon suggest that, in light of potentially sharing my experiences with a broader audience, I invest a bit more in the collection of evidence. And, though I largely failed to recognize the value of such evidence relative to my own lived experiences, NHI would begin to establish situational circumstances in which I would be unable to miss collecting it - finding myself subtly guided to it and discovering it later recorded. The manner in which they helped fulfill this objective revealed great patience toward my reluctance; careful staging on their part; and, their exceedingly clever sense of humor as well.

Also of note. Throughout this phase of my rapidly advancing UAP/NHI education, I did actually begin to gain a tremendous appreciation for the collection of evidence, if for no other purpose than later and repeated analysis - all of which will be forthcoming (despite its poor quality, awkwardly reflecting my failure to recognize that I had entered into such a formalized phase).

Of further note: While I failed to record the Grey's actual portrait that day... in August, the synchronous moment 'the Grey' had been waiting for, finally arrived.

It was now August, and while reviewing the evening's expected weather on my cellphone - including a look at NOAA's animated satellite cloud cover - I again lightly, mentally reviewed a suite of recent summer UAP/NHI experiences, relenting quietly to myself... '...yeah, darn it. It really is too bad I wasn't able to take a photo of that portrait. It really was incredible...'

At that exact moment, while studying the satellite image progressing across my phone’s screen, a fairly rough image of a 'Grey' emerged in (wait for it) ...clouds. Again.

After dismay, I laughed. How incredibly thoughtful, clever and yes, precisely in line with my earnest regret for having missed the prior opportunity.

Reference National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration’s (NOAA) archive: "26 Aug 2024 22:16Z - NOAA/NESDIS/STAR -NR - GEO COLOR Composite" Follow the beginning noted timestamp through to 27 Aug 2024 00:01Z with the best version morphing in about midway through.

While incredibly appreciative of this gesture, and while I did save that portion of the recorded video, the animated NOAA image was not nearly as precise as the rendering above me that late winter's morning. The satellite image, I believe, was more of an indication of reciprocal consciousness and intention. Both - powerful quantum components of perception, through which I gained a bit more experiential awareness and understanding.

While still vaguely lamenting such a 'miss', and as if on cue, YouTube’s algorithm soon served up a "Skinny Bob" video which demonstrated a controversial film of very close to, if not exactly, what I saw that day in the sky.

For me, the sky-portrait experience lent an enormous amount of credibility to the film, presenting a nearly identical version of the Grey which had presented itself - or, its image - to me in the form of natural, visible vapor.

Subsequently, I began paying a bit more attention to how important evidence can be, not just for me but also others attempting - together with increasingly more of us - to make better sense of what is sure to become more evident in the days to come.

See what I saw in the sky...

From Zeta-Files 'Skinny Bob | A YouTube and Reddit Investigation Explained ...'

[ Note: My personal perspective on the UAP communities’ video-compilation analysis of “Skinny Bob” as presented on and by Zeta-Files piece linked here: 1) Video analysis is largely well-reasoned, though still debatable; 2) Certain suspicions appear highly logical to video presentation style; and, 3) the tags, "family vacation" and "Skinny Bob" are on par with the often too-cavalier nature of the clandestine services.

So, while I missed recording the sky portrait, I can perhaps - with a heightened degree of personal certainly - lend a bit of narrowly focused credibility to the yet-anomalous scraps of footage purportedly recording an entity and/or entities referred to simply as "Skinny Bob".]

And a little later… an intriguing Reddit thread popped up which… still a little further along… echoed another eventual pop-up from YouTube channel, “Area 52”: ‘The Full Anatomy of a Grey alien!...’

https://youtu.be/1es08egHr0o?si=uyf22DpuJwZGFA0w

Both are worth a look, given some of the more apparent correlations across time and space - quite literally.

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First published, 2025 on LinkedIn