Several lights all the same color not blinking in formation resembling a triangular form. It looked sort of like what a stealth bomber should look like. I watched it coast slowly hovering above the tree line. I seen a cop with lights on but sirens off driving right underneath it. I knocked on the door of the RV to get my wife then ran to the opposite side to see where it had gone. I then seen what looked like a diagonal position rotating disk like formation of lights. It was also fairly low. My wife was 2-3 seconds behind me and by the time she got there to see it, it was gone. I seen it Shoot back and disappear into space.

Something crazy going on out here!
But it doesn't look good on the camera, it never does.
It was insane. It was red and blue. It dipped straight into the ground!
(It couldn't have been a plane?)
No, not even close!

I'm packing for a trip tomorrow and casually looked up at the sky just in time
to see a red and blue colored object dipping and climbing in a way that I have never seen a plane do before.

I observed this true event at 11:00 pm on Friday night, June 13, 2014, one-half
mile from my home in northeast Dallas, Texas near Hexter Elementary School. I
had walked to Gold’s Gym at Northcliff & Buckner at 9:30 pm and had left at
10:50 pm. The sky was clear, with a full moon and no wind, and there was not the
usual city traffic noise.
As I was walking roundabout back to my house, a
lighted craft suddenly appeared high over me at Northlake near Peavy. This
occurred within the usual flight path of airplanes originating from south Texas
and landing at Love Field; however, I believe that most scheduled Southwest
Airline flights had finished for the night. At first, I thought it was an
airplane, but the object actually stopped directly above as I was walking alone
in the middle of the street. I instantly felt that it had seen me on the roadway
in the full moonlight; otherwise, why would it have positioned itself there –
coincidence? The craft was about one mile straight up, with the apparent size of
a large corporate jet. (I have since studied airplanes flying overhead to
confirm this perceived altitude and size.)
It had extremely bright lights of
pure colors, the brightest I have ever seen and the most beautiful red and
green. There were no Federal Aviation Administration navigation lights apparent
– specifically, green on the starboard, red on the port, flashing strobes on the
wingtips, with fore and aft white lights as required below 10,000 feet altitude.
Its lights were arranged in a nonsensical pattern as in the attached diagram,
with the red lights pulsing every two seconds – this appeared to be the front.
The green lights were steady and appeared to be the sides. The body of the craft
was not visible as a silhouette against the sky because of the bright lights. It
had a clear-cut, garish carnival midway appearance – there was no vagueness at
all. I immediately realized that this was not an airplane, so I quickly stepped
under a front yard tree on Northlake to hide from its view.
The object
circled, did figure-8s, hovered and rocked as I watched from between the leaves.
It emitted a very faint but perceptible whirring sound from high up, similar to
an electric motor brush. (Here, I had both eye and ear confirmation of a
materially structured mechanical craft, and of its apparent vertical distance
above.) Then, I reasoned that if whatever was controlling this thing had
infrared vision that I had better get behind the wooden tree limbs, which I
promptly did. The object appeared to be methodically searching the ground, so I
remained cowing against the tree trunk and became a certified tree-hugger. To
add to my problems, the front yard’s motion detector light turned on.
This weirdness went on for the longest three minutes, and I began to wonder how it
would play out. Suddenly, without any warning, the object streaked at a downward
angle, around 45-degrees, eastward toward the Lochwood Mall area. It went from
directly overhead to behind the horizon tree line, traveling about a one-mile
distance, at one constant and terrific speed. (Seeing this “side of the
triangle” reinforced my directly vertical optical and audio estimate as one
mile.) There was no observable acceleration against inertia or deceleration
against momentum. The entire process was reminiscent of the image of a
flashlight beam shined against a wall, whereby the flashlight is steadily swept
across and the spotlight moves swiftly in response. There was no sound at all
during the dive – any whoosh, sonic boom, crash or explosion – anything! I
have used two methods to determine and confirm the exit speed as about Mach 1.
First, my daughter and I have attended the Fort Worth Alliance air show annually
for about twenty years. There are always jet interceptor fly-bys at Mach 1,
whereby the sound shock wave is visible forming off the fuselage. The June 13
object simply appeared to be diving that fast and that is what I settled on.
Second, it took about 5 seconds for the craft to go from directly overhead, then
down to the tree line, a dive distance of one mile. One mile times five seconds
works out to 720 mph, or about Mach 1. The contrast between the three-minute hovering and the five-second dive was astounding! The circling and wobbling object appeared to be silly, jerky, and almost Warner Brothers cartoonish with
the super bright garish lights – the reds pulsing on and off, and the greens
glowing steady. If I had witnessed only the hovering phase, I would not be
convinced that it was not some type of aircraft. By contrast, had I seen only
the five-second dive, I would not be convinced that it was not some reentering
satellite debris. This exit plunge was meteor-like and almost blurred. However,
both of these phases, when put together said that this was not grandma’s
biscuits.
There is a saying that we should look for ponies before we look
for unicorns. In the tradition of looking for ponies, immediately following the
sighting I attempted to eliminate any plausible possibilities. I considered a
drone as an explanation, and several other folks, including my wife, have since
offered the drone scenario. This would fit the hovering and whirring electric
motor sound, since several drone models are electric powered hovering devices.
However, the size, altitude, lights and exit speed would rule against a drone.
Drones are relatively small and slow, they fly at low altitudes, and they
conserve power in order to stay on station for long periods. All of this goes
against the corporate jet-size of the object, which was flying one mile up.
Drones are secretive and they would not waste electrical power on bright
lighting. Furthermore, no drone is streamlined or powerful; indeed, this
attribute is antithetical to the stealthily purpose of a drone.
Consider the
Mach 1 exit speed. All drones have propellers or rotors. No propeller driven
airplane has ever achieved Mach speed and survived – ever! This formidable
velocity requires an aerodynamic, reinforced coke bottle shaped fuselage,
sweptback razor thin wings, and a turbojet engine with a powerful afterburner.
Even the fabled F-86 Saber Jet and MiG 15 of Korean War vintage could not reach
the speed of sound. Moreover, no aircraft – prop or jet – would have pulled out
of such a steep dive at that speed.
Finally, yet importantly, all aircraft,
civilian and military, CIA or FBI, drone or whatever, flying high in United
States commercial airspace are required by law to conform to FAA lighting
standards. This is to prevent mid-air collisions with other planes. My observed
object was sitting in a main landing flight path over northeast Dallas, which would have been filled with vulnerable commercial Love Field traffic an hour earlier. It was shining and blinking bright garish lights that were arranged in the bizarre pattern illustrated in the attachment, which made no sense and
conformed to no codes or regulations.
I have taken one-hour walks almost
every night since we moved here in 1977 – 37 years ago – and have had an evening
walking habit over a lifetime of 74 years. Nights were convenient when I worked
and I have logged many hours of dark sky viewing. Except for a brief six-second
glimpse of a silent dart-shaped silhouette four miles westward over the Park
Cities at 8:00 pm on December 11, 2013, this was the only time that I have ever
seen anything in the sky that I could not explain. The earlier December shadow
traveled an estimated two miles, putting its speed at about 1,200-mph, before I
lost it in the half moon’s glare. I did not think much about this first sighting
because it was so distant and impersonal. Conceivably, these two observations,
only six-months apart, may have been of the same craft.
Two days after my
June 13 observation, I wrote a short letter to the Dallas Morning News in hopes
that other witness, perhaps near Lochwood, had seen where the object went and
what it did after plunging below the tree line. My letter was not published,
which suggests that when these things are reported to the mainstream news media,
they are laughed off. Circuitously, since no one hears about them, there is
nothing to them.

At around five in the morning, I woke up out of nowhere and decided to take the
dogs out. It took me a second to notice a large, very bright, star-like object
hovering in the sky. It was brighter than any star I have ever seen. Then, I
noticed smaller objects coming from that "Star" and flying off in different
directions-- some stopping and hovering in place after getting a few hundred,
maybe even a couple of thousand feet from origin. I called for my husband at
this point, who was still sleeping. It took him a second to see what I was
talking about, but brushed it off and went back inside. After a few seconds, I
noticed an object practically floating through the air only a few houses down.
The object was mostly a bright orange light on top, then seemed to have a couple
of smaller colored lights on the bottom of it (red, blue, and almost a white).
For a second it looked as if it would pass right in front of me, but then it
turned, with no effort at all, and went back to hovering near the house I first
saw it near. I didn't realize how low it was until I saw it turn on what can
only be described as a type of search light. At this point, I'm shaking and a
little afraid. Not because whatever it was seemed dangerous, but that there were
many things in the sky and one unexplainable object floating in front of my
neighbors house, and there are no sirens, no government officials. I mean, we
live on base. Isn't there someone picking up at least just this one that is in
our neighborhood, let alone the 10 or 20 overhead? No one seemed to even notice
they were there. I ran back inside to get my husband to show him, to see if he
knew what it was or even if it was real, to be honest. By the time he finally
gave in and followed me outside, it was gone. The number of lights in the sky
stayed the same. Tiny dots flashing white, red, and blue. Hovering in place for
over an hour before I finally lost visual. But these objects didn't fly away at
super high speed. I never saw them leave their place in the sky. As the sun
started to come up, it seemed like they just turned off their blinking lights.
Blending in or now too hard too see against the sky without their  lights
blinking. The Star object stayed the longest. I never saw anything return to it.
It slowly got smaller and smaller, before finally being blocked by clouds. It
had to be one of the most intense moments or my life. I'll never forget what I
saw.