You’re not just seeing the sky.
You’re reading it.
This is where the field speaks back.
Welcome to the Watcher’s Logbook
A living archive of sightings, signals, and synchronicities decoded in real time.
Craft flyovers, radar anomalies, psychic flashpoints — all logged, all true.
If you’re here, you’ve seen something too.
And if not?
You will.
This is not a blog. It’s evidence.
They Know I’m Watching – Winter Sequence Begins
The cold couldn’t stop me—because something was holding in the sky. Red and white lights, alternating. Silent. Stationary. Hovering above my own backyard for five full minutes before vanishing without a trace. I knew what I saw, and more importantly, I knew they knew I was watching. This wasn't a flyby. This was a standoff. A pulse-check. A winter hello.
And so, the winter sequence begins.
With no gloves and a limited battery, I did what I could to conserve energy and still log the intel. Because that’s the deal—we don’t get to choose when the sky opens. We just choose whether we’re paying attention when it does.
Welcome to the season of stillness and signal.