May 28, 2021
I shun mobiles and have not owned one for six years now, but the personnel of the N___________ Development Corporation managed to trace and contact me again after many years since I retired. In 2013 they asked me to cleanse a huge lot on Roxas Boulevard being prepared for the construction of a condominium building. This time they wanted me to check out six hectares of farmland in Los Banos, Laguna, owned by Mr. C., a Macau businessman and the chairman of the corporation's board. Mr. C. had only recently purchased the lot from a previous owner whose wife fell ill while she lived there. Four of his caretakers were now experiencing what they referred to as unusual phenomena at night.
Mr. C.'s executive officer and a corporate secretary picked me up from home in a van. I thought of asking Brian or Neil to come with us to assist me, but Brian was still sleeping from night shift and Neil was scheduled to visit a relative in Cavite with friends, who were brunching in the cafe. I already knew, from the time they sent me their e-mail message, what I would encounter in Los Banos.
Flashback to 2010, when I was program specialist for a hip-hop summer camp for Muslim and Christian youths. Sponsored by the Embassy of the U.S.A. in Manila and the Cultural Center of the Philippines, the bulk of the program was comprised of a two-week residency at the National Arts Center, on Mount Makiling, in Los Banos, Laguna. The resource person, from the Bronx in New York, two Filpino dance instructors, the Embassy driver, and myself were billeted at the now-seldom-used guest house where pianist Van Cliburn stayed years ago under the sponsorship of former First Lady Imelda Marcos. The resource person, the two Filipino dance instructors, the Embassy driver, and myself stayed in separate rooms surrounding a huge swimming pool. We noted that the pool was filled with water but that its bottom was completely covered with live frogs.
My first night was an uncomfortable one. The bed I slept in was directly in front of a dresser with a huge mirror. Some time toward midnight I felt my bed move forward, as though on wheels, roll right under the dresser tabletop, through the wall, and into the adjoining room, which was unoccupied--unoccupied by any of my companions, that is. I was in a half-asleep, half-awake state. There was a naked woman inside the room. I remember the beautiful if not sharp features of her face and her bare breasts. I thought that her shoulders, back, legs, and feet were shrouded in a dark blanket. When I looked closer, I saw that the lower part of her body was that of a giant snake with a very long tail. I was jolted, woke up immediately, and was unable to sleep the rest of the night.
I asked the workshop staff the following day if they experienced anything unusual during the night. Only the resource person from the Bronx did; she claimed that a big gecko kept following her around and would not cease making clucking sounds. She, too, was unable to have a good night's sleep.
During a hiatus in the workshop I invited six Spirit Questors to visit us and converse with the entity I encountered in my quasi-dream. They came in three separate cars from Metro Manila. We scanned not only the guest house but also the workshop participants' cottages. Josie Guillen, one of the outreach officers of the Cultural Center of the Philippines, joined our session inside the unoccupied room adjoining mine. We sensed very strong energy from the entity, sex energy in particular. The entity identified herself as a Serpentine extraterrestrial. She enjoyed taking sex energy from males. She informed us that their mother ship was stationed directly above the swimming pool, and that the reptilian creatures that resided there functioned as heralds. We asked her if it were possible for her and her companions to leave the place, but she said that they had already staked out not only Mount Makiling but all of Laguna as their territory, because Serpentines like places that have multiple bodies of water. That was the time I realized that Laguna was, and still is, Serpentine province.
We did find out what the Serpentines dislike most: loud music and dancing. That was why Josie and Sunny Noel, a facilitator based in Mindanao, organized a dance session round the swimming pool one night and had everyone dancing even while exiting the guest house premises. All of us remained unbothered through the end of the workshop but, when we left, I knew that the Serpentines would still be very much around.
I never revealed to anyone else that a Spirit Quest was held at the National Arts Center.
View of Mount Makiling, in Los Banos, Laguna, from the entrance to Mr. C's farm
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