You Will Be Wiser When You're Older

88 Pages·2007·0.987 MB·88\88

by  Matthew Delooze

You Will Be Wiser When You’re Older

Matthew Delooze

A
Matthew Delooze
Publication

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Published by Matthew Delooze
www.matthewdelooze.co.uk
www.matthew-delooze.blogspot.com/

First edition 2007

Title previously published by Experiences
eBooks 2005
Copyright © Matthew Delooze 2005

The right of Matthew Delooze to be identified
as the author of this work has been asserted by
him in accordance with the Copyright, Designs
and Patent Act 1988

All Rights Reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced in any
form without prior permission
from the author in writing.

All illustrations and photo’s copyright ©
Matthew Delooze apart from
‘The Real Force Behind 9/11’ by Neil Hague,
published with the kind permission of Mr Hague.

ISBN 978-0-9556296-1-7

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Contents

Introduction.................................................................. 4

The nice lady in the Shirley Bassey dress...................6

The night time visitors with the green wand...........16

My first sexual experience..........................................23

Happy Fathers Day.....................................................26

A walk on a summer’s day.........................................33

Father Christmas was at the dentists.......................36

Missing time or missing soul?...................................40

1998...............................................................................43

Heads or Tails? The spinning coins.........................47

You will be a loony when you’re older....................52

Afterword.....................................................................54

List of illustrations.......................................................55

‘Singing Do Wah Diddy-Diddy
Dum-Diddy Do’ by Matthew Delooze....................56

Contact details..............................................................86

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Introduction

I suppose if you believe the official version of the Kennedy
Assassination in the USA, or that Dr Kelly committed suicide in
the UK, then you are going to find the following information
rather difficult to take in. I suggest you do not read my story if you
believe the above.
I am now (2005) 46 yrs old, although I look older. I blame the
traumatic experiences I have faced in life for having aged me
prematurely. This is the first time I have written about my
experiences and I assure you I have no reason at all to make
anything up.
The experiences happened before any writings of alien
abductions became easily available to the public and long before
anything appeared on TV. I will try to the best of my ability to
write down what has happened to me so that some of you out
there will be able to relate to what I am trying to say.

Matthew Delooze, aged around six years old, when the experiences first
began.

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Burnley is situated in the Northwest of the UK

Map of Burnley in 1965, the bakery, park and Matthews’s home
are marked.

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Chapter One
The nice lady in the ‘Shirley Bassey’ dress

I
grew up in a working class family in a town called Burnley in the
county of Lancashire UK and still live there. I lived in a Victorian
end terraced house at the time my early experiences took place. We
were very poor. My father was a builder’s labourer. My mother
worked in an engineering factory in between having three kids. My
father never seemed to be around much because men who worked
in the building trade spent most of their spare time and money in
the pub.
I had an older brother (6 years older than me) and my sister
was born 6 years later than me in 1966. The house where we lived
was next to an old army storehouse that had been modernized and
changed into a bakery but that also closed and was derelict by the
early 1960’s. (See Map)
There was a park at the other side old bakery and the quickest
way to get to the park was to climb over walls or scale a fence and
go through the derelict bakery. I always went this way to the park.
I suppose my first experience was aged around six in 1965.
After my “tea” (teatime in working class UK is around 5pm and
was the main meal of the day) I decided to tag along with my
brother and his mates and go with them to the park. I always
enjoyed being with the older boys.
They were far better at climbing the bakery walls than me and
I was soon straggling behind them. There was a tree next to the
wall I was climbing and I noticed a bird tweeting away merrily in
the tree. Strangely the bird didn’t fly away in fear and this was
despite of the fact that once I was upright on top of the wall I was
literally only inches away from it. I could have literally grabbed it. I
was transfixed and looked at the bird for a few moments and a
strange feeling came over me when the bird stood its ground and
stared straight back at me. I shrugged it off, jumped down the
other side of the wall and eventually caught up with my brother and
his mates.

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The tree where I spotted my litter feathered friend. The wall is no longer
there but the bollards mark where it was. My home is the first house on
the block

Later that evening, after playing on the park for an hour or so,
I got the sudden urge to leave the group of older boys I had been
playing with. I got a sudden feeling I was going to get told off by
my mum as it was starting to go dark. On reflection I did not need
to rush home because my mother knew I was with my older
brother and safe and she had told me that as long as I was with my
brother I could stay out until it was ‘nearly dark’. As I got closer to
home and nearer to the derelict bakery, which was pretty secluded,
I suddenly remembered the bird in the tree that I had met earlier,
so when I scaled the wall I started to look for it in the fading light.
As I looked up I again spotted my little feathered friend and sure
enough it was as brave as a lion looking me in the eye again.
Suddenly it started hopping up the branches towards the top
of the tree, my eyes were glued to it as it flittered its way to the top
of the tree and then flew away into the distance. As my eyes
hypnotically followed the bird’s line of flight my attention was
alerted to a distant light in the sky. It was an orange/yellow
coloured light. I felt like the bird had somehow got me to look in
the direction of where the light was.
A message seemed to just appear out of nowhere and enter
my mind just to say ‘look at the light’. I couldn’t resist the
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temptation. The light then swayed about in the sky and I could not
take my eyes off it. The best way of describing this light was to
compare it with a beam from a small torch or flashlight that was
moving around erratically on a wall by someone vigorously moving
the torch with their hand.
The message that was placed in my mind was “do not worry
little son we know who you are and will not hurt you”. I felt a little
nervous but I wasn’t very scared. A sort of a nervous tightness in
my chest appeared but I felt excited not scared.
The light then came towards me very fast and I seemed to be
surrounded by a strange thick mist. The mist then cleared and I was
met by a couple of men in a strange room, one of them looked very
strange, a small person with a funny face. The other man looked
normal; he was a tall man with blond hair. The normal looking one
was smiling and told me verbally not to worry because I was not
going to be harmed in anyway. I asked him who he was and where
I was. I asked him why it was ‘Smokey’ (Misty) and I also asked
him if the little bird was OK. Silly question I know but it just
popped out of me! He said the smoke was a magic door and that
the bird was fine.
I took the answers as being 100% true and I have no doubt
they were.
I seemed to be in a large vehicle of some sort. I looked around
and everything seemed so very clean and very bright. The man then
took me to a window. He said, “Come and look at this”, pointing
out of the window, “Come closer”. As I looked out of the window
I could see the park where I had just been and the boys I had just
left, including my brother, were still on the park. They did seem not
to notice me or the machine I was in. We were invisible to them.
The window was only very small but it seemed to move where my
eyes moved. I could see in every direction, everyway I looked. My
eyes became the window so to speak. I was fascinated.
Then the machine I was in just flew around at great speed. I
felt like I was flying myself and I was not in the machine at all. I
was flashing, “flashing” past all the areas and the buildings I knew
in an instant. I went to my school and down into the centre of
town. I was the pilot. I was somehow steering the machine. The
only thing I needed to do was to think of a location and whoosh I
was there. Sadly I only knew a few locations back then!
I then thought of my mum and in a split second, whoosh, I
was back on my own street. The machine then hovered over my
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house and I could see my mother through the kitchen window, she
was washing clothes in the sink. The blonde haired man then said
you don’t want to go home yet do you? Before I could answer the
machine sped upwards in a flash. The roof of my house became a
small dot in an instant and I could see the whole town lit up with
street lights. I continued to speed upwards at a terrific rate until I
only saw darkness. I started to feel a little worried. The man asked
me to come away from the window and my eyes were back, straight
back, to normal. I asked who they were again and would they
please take me back to my mum.
The blond man said they would take me home to mum soon.
He had an honest face and my instinct told me he was telling the
truth, but I still created a scene. I asked again to be allowed home
and for them to tell me who they were and if they didn’t I was
going to tell the Bobbies (police).
I was told I wouldn’t understand.
I then got upset and started to cry.
Then a beautiful woman came walking in to the room like a
famous actress appearing on stage. The woman came straight up to
me said “So you’re Matthew Delooze eh?” “I know so much about
you yet you cannot understand that you know me also and because
you don‘t understand you are making loud noises”
“Calm down Matthew you are in very safe hands” she said in a
calming manner.
I immediately felt at ease and stopped crying.
She looked very well dressed and the first thing that came into
my head was that she had a long sequined dress like “Shirley
Bassey” wore at the time. The dress actually looked like a fountain
with water flowing down it. It shone so much that it dazzled me.
The woman was very nice I felt like I was with my mum.
I asked her who she was and why she had taken me away from
my mum. She told me she had not taken me from my mum and I
would be back with mum soon. She said she had some very
information for me and she needed to tell me because it was very
important for the future. She smiled and said “You will be wiser in
the future”. I said “but I am only a little boy” so she said laughing
“You will be wiser when you’re older”

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“You Will Be Wiser When You’re Older” said the nice lady in the Shirley
Bassey dress
She then said there were some bad things going on in the
world and they were going to get worse and even though I thought
I was only a little boy, I was not. I had previously promised her to
help stop the bad things going on in the world when I grew up. She
added that I couldn’t remember promising to help because I had
become a human being on planet Earth and because of this I was
not allowed to remember the previous vows I had made to her. She
was there to remind me about my promises and to help me grow
up and carry them out. She added that “I had to be a little boy
because that was the only way I could come and live on planet
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