In 2009, a friend told me that after hearing all my wild stories over the years, and especially after some recent events that had happened just the week before, he'd come to a surprising conclusion: I was an alien abductee. This was a wild idea, but I decided to look into it. I started researching alien abductions online, and after some more of my own strange experiences, I decided to seek out an expert.
I ended up meeting Derrel Sims, "The Alien Hunter," in Houston, and he confirmed my suspicions. I also started a year-long email correspondence with Kathleen Marden, another expert in the field. She, too, came to the same conclusion about me. The experiences continued, and at one point, I even met a Mantis and some Grays in person. The whole situation threw me into turmoil for about a year, but eventually, I came to terms with it and felt a sense of peace.
It was after all of this, in 2010, that something else unbelievable happened. I was listening to a meditation CD with headphones on when music began to play that wasn't on the recording. It was unlike anything I had ever heard—it went beyond entrainment or ambient music. I knew, without a doubt, that the aliens were making this music play through my headphones. There was no other explanation. I even re-listened to the CD, and sure enough, the new music was gone.
The music had put me in a deep trance, and all I could think about was figuring out how to make music that was similar to it. It had no recognizable melody, and while the instruments sounded like an orchestra, they were being played in a way I had never heard of or imagined.
As I pondered the music's unique qualities, it dawned on me that I could create something similar using a synthesizer. I didn't have time to look into it, and from what I remembered from the '80s, synthesizers were expensive. But then, just two days later, a small, budget-friendly synth popped up in my email. I hadn't been searching for one online or anywhere else, so it felt like a sign, and I bought it.
My new project took a back seat as I got involved in writing a book about my alien experiences. I also realized I had no idea how to play a keyboard, so the synth sat untouched until 2020. That year, I concluded that it would be impossible to learn to play a keyboard traditionally. Then, a voice in my head said, "You don't have to. Just play them the way you can."
Shortly after, I discovered trap music. I realized the way trap artists used synths was the closest thing on Earth to the music I had heard. I bought a DAW (Digital Audio Workstation) and other recording equipment to connect the synth to my computer. In about two weeks, I had written two songs.
Around the same time, an ad for publishing music appeared in my email—again, without me searching for it because I didn't even know it was an option. I had just finished my book, Chosen: Chronicles of an Alien Abductee, and now I was writing songs. In 2017, I published my first three songs through a distribution company called CDBaby, and since then, I've published over 35 albums and singles.