UFO - Napolaj
June 29th, 2009UFO Greatest Story Ever Denied - NASA space secrets
June 28th, 2009sigmun2001 asked:
Exceprt from the documentary UFO Greatest Story Ever Denied. Shows some footage of UFOs in space
Yolanda
Edgar Mitchell UFO interview on Kerrang Radio 23 july 2008
June 26th, 2009ufonotebook asked:
We are not alone. Edgar Mitchell talks about his UFO experiences and what he knows for certain.
Loretta
The Spirituality of UFO Disclosure
June 26th, 2009
Rob Simone asked:
A look into the larger universe or the landscape of our mind can be a journey we take for a moment or a lifetime. Sometimes we are plunged into a larger perspective by sudden events.
Sometimes we see through the cracks of our reality into another one like the flickering flame of a distant candle.
There are many reasons for our individual search for a greater understanding of our own “true nature” and the workings of the universe. Our connection to the source of creation has both a personal and communal aspect to it.
To find a lifestyle that balances both aspects in harmony is the goal of many searching souls.
The Spirituality of Disclosure is a tug on our consciousness, a question: Do you want to go on as you have or are you ready to let go and turn a corner in you life?
Be mindful of your thoughts, for they become your words…
Notice how your words become your actions…
Reflect on how your actions become your character…
Your character becomes your destiny.
The single most important lesson for people in this world to learn is their place in the larger universe and within their own thoughts.
Until we do so, we will continue to be burdened with the global conflicts of religion, country, power and greed.
In fact, it is this distraction, these wars, these petty differences that serve to keep us from understanding this larger reality.
It’s this bickering and fighting amongst our own ranks, the human ranks, that keeps us occupied and distracted from simply looking up and understanding our place in the larger universe.
For those not engaged in war or global conquest, the distraction comes in many other forms, and these forms of distractions, are easy to recognize.
Whatever pulls your attention from a larger perspective, a global mentality, open awareness, an understanding of the whole scope of your place in the grand spectrum of life in the universe.
Whatever pulls you from that high position to getting you focus down to things that just get you caught up, and we lose your place, you lose your sense of this bird’s eye view, and you fall in the mire of the creeping malaise of distraction.
When you’re in this malaise, by the way, it’s not a terrible place to be; that’s why so many people are in it, and can stay in it for so long. It’s filled with a lot of the things we like; we take comfort in this area of consciousness.
How do we take comfort from this realm of distraction?
There are a lot of things that exist among these realms, like inflated emotions.
Our culture validates envy, the foolish guffaw and lusting after things.
This level of distraction creates an environment that allows rash judgment and petty behavior because it is the space we get into when we are rushed, self-absorbed and caught up in our dramas and the influence of our overactive mind.
We sometime confuse childishness with youthful spirit.
We like being immature; in fact, we have raised the bar on acceptability on immaturity in a pervasive way in our culture.
Overindulgence is also down on this level, eating all the wrong things all the time or spending money frivolously or excess television and entanglements with family or relationships.
The mind has back ups: it has forgetfulness, it has projection, it has denial, it has all sorts ways in which we can act out to handle the difficulties in life in a way that is automatic and ingrained in our behavioral responses. This method of dealing with things becomes our personality, and can be difficult to examine, and even harder to consider revising.
It’s like we are a factory, we process information but when you put something in that cogs the system, that doesn’t fit, it has a way of dealing with it, down the well-traveled drain in a un-processed form, without the opportunity to learn from the experience.
We didn’t know how to deal with the experience so we hit the automatic garbage chute.
Any time that happens to you, it should send off a warning bell. Any time you don’t know how to deal with a situation, you should know how to deal with it even if you don’t know how to deal with it.
Meaning, that you don’t need to know the answers to everything, you don’t even need to know what to say when you are in that situation.
That is when you’re called to be a “fully operational” human being, because a fully operational human is someone who is able to deal with any situation.
There is a knowing, an intuition, in all of us, but when we give up our connection to it, we have to rely on our often failed way of dealing with things. The connection is best when we are calm and centered.
Self doubt and the realm of distraction is the ever-calling “siren song” that leads us to our doom.
When we are centered, we are tapping into part of our brain that is the psychic part, that’s the intuitive part. It’s the part that taps into this higher consciousness, the global awareness, the remote viewing, this shamanistic way of dealing with this stuff, this part of the brain is what a fully operational human knows how to tap into.
When you are operating from a higher consciousness and an intuitive state, you are off the hook. You don’t have to worry about doing the right thing or doing the wrong thing, all of that evaporates instantly.
When you are operating from your center, the right words come, the right response come, the right actions come, because you are not listening to the nervous chattering voices in your head, whose dialogue are written by the ego. You are listening to a pure, higher intuitive source.
How does one maintain sitting on a high perch, in a sense, to be in this intuitive, higher conscious state?
It simply means you’re not in the level of distraction, you’re not in that lower level, you can still deal with it, and understand it, and appreciate and deal with people who are in that mode, but you just don’t have to go down there to do it.
That’s why toilet plungers have handles.
Now how does this fit in with the ET stuff?
The most important lesson that we humans have to learn is our place in a larger universe.
From that stems the life lessons we need to understand our place in the world.
It is the equivalent to one person understanding his or her own place in life.
So many years from now, humans in a new age who are space faring, and in touch with other E.T.s, would be of the mindset….
…we know we are here on earth but there is a whole galaxy out there that we’re aware of….
…our actions, speech, intent, and thought corresponds to that,
so each person has mindset of global awareness.
To be in the realm of higher consciousness intuitive state, at peace, and operating from your center, requires you to say, think, and do things that reflect this awareness. When you are thinking and saying and doing and being this awareness, that’s when you’re in the state of not having to worry about saying the wrong thing.
That’s the bridge to getting more of us over to operating in a higher state, which is the bridge, ultimately, for the people of this planet to be operating at, to move the planetary awareness to a point that could make us ready to expand our relationship to races and intelligences outside our world.
Beware!
Operating from this higher center of consciousness, where the perils of right and wrong and how to act are alleviated, comes with a price.
You can’t unlearn something.
You may miss the company in the realms of distraction; after all, you did spend a lot of time there, and there are a lot of people still there…
You may feel a little different; even your friends may notice this.
Some people don’t like to be different; they prefer to “go along … to get along.”
When you receive knowledge that challenges, undermines, threatens, or even destroys a part of your tightly-held belief system, that’s when you start to cling to them even tighter.
What most people cling to are, the major belief systems that dominate this planet. Islam, Judaism and Christianity.
The rapid rate of technology and ever-increasing evidence of extra-solar life will push many religious followers into a difficult reality to face, one that the holy texts and the “leaders of faith” may not adequately answer. It is then that we need to take our existing faith and set it against a larger backdrop, not abandon it all at once. The “hows” and “whys” of that is a subject on which I will speak about often and in my next book “Beyond All Borders.”
Don’t let your beliefs blind you or detour you from new information.
Genuine ignorance is… profitable because it is likely to be accompanied by humility, curiosity, and open mindedness; whereas, the ability to repeat catch-phrases, recant terms, familiar propositions, gives the conceit of knowledge and coats the mind with a varnish waterproof to new ideas. ~John Dewey
Feel as though you are already at this level, and want to be in contact with other realms?
You can open up a window to the universe in front of you whenever you like. All it takes is belief, understanding and intention.
The underlying message is that if we want planetary E.T. contact, we have to adopt this mindset for a global * “100th monkey” awareness.
We have to click this big switch, this big lever for the planetary field of mind to say aah… we understand our place in the galaxy we are not alone.
That is the first step.
That planetary “switch” has to be thrown and when it does, it’s going to ease tensions and perhaps allow increased public and personal extra-terrestrial and extra dimensional contact to begin.
Suffering and negativity will be lessened.
For the 100th monkey switch to be thrown, it will take mass acceptance of the E.T. reality. The long-standing cover up of the reality of E.T. life by the powers that be, constitutes a dramatic evolutional setback for all mankind and is truly a crime against humanity.
For those of us who have taken in this E.T. reality, we are no longer able to go back to that “play” we once were in. It’s now the characters in the play that are rewriting the story as they see fit.
The characters realize they are the actors, and have a choice of what they say, do, and what the ending will be of whatever play they find themselves in.
It’s time to take down the set. The play that still has so many people playing in it, some knowingly others unknowing, is telling a story of our planet all alone in a vast universe.
Keep the actors, but change the script.
This change is not going to happen from the outside in,
it’s going to happen from the inside out.
So, little did some of you know, the whole field of Ufology is really about something inside of you.
It’s really about how you think and how you engage the world.
And I’m telling you it’s changeable.
It begins with your thoughts:
If you’re negatively and awkwardly thinking,
you’re negatively and awkwardly acting.
Operating out of a larger perspective, when you maintain it, will deflect the things that pull you off your center and cloud your judgment.
Now remember the price…
It means also taking full responsibility for our actions; no longer will the trite, immature or cruel things get swept under the carpet.
Zen Quote:
Infinite gratitude for all things past
Infinite compassion for all things present
Infinite responsibility for all things future
Knowing your place in your own life, and also your place in the world, is equivalent to the world knowing its place in the galaxy.
The same thing as the cells in our body, they must operate as their individual functions, but also in the operation of the larger organism.
If one cell told another cell, “there really is no larger organism we’re part of, it’s just us here,” the cell would have wrong information, it would operate abnormally, and the organism would suffer.
We humans are perhaps like cells, the earth is the being.
The earth is a cell, and our galaxy is the being.
Our galaxy is a cell, the universe is the being.
Perhaps the universe is a cell, within a larger being we don’t yet have a name for.
When our planet operates as a “being” it can engage the galaxy as such.
We should never lose sight of the fact that there is more going on to us and around us that what we can perceive with our five senses. Our five-sense reality is not the limit of all that there is.
When you realize and believe that you’re not alone in the universe, you open yourself up to all these miracles that can happen, such as healings, psychic abilities, and all the phenomena that’s associated with extra dimensional beings. It releases your potential and instills a knowing that you operate on these levels, too.
* In 1952, on the island of Koshima, Japan, scientists fed monkeys with sweet potatoes.
One monkey learned to wash the potatoes with water and taught this trick to her mother. Soon others learned as well.
In the autumn of 1958, a breakthrough occurred when monkeys on other islands and the mainland at Takasakiyama also began washing their sweet potatoes.
Awareness is contagious to everyone, when there is enough of it.
Timothy
A look into the larger universe or the landscape of our mind can be a journey we take for a moment or a lifetime. Sometimes we are plunged into a larger perspective by sudden events.
Sometimes we see through the cracks of our reality into another one like the flickering flame of a distant candle.
There are many reasons for our individual search for a greater understanding of our own “true nature” and the workings of the universe. Our connection to the source of creation has both a personal and communal aspect to it.
To find a lifestyle that balances both aspects in harmony is the goal of many searching souls.
The Spirituality of Disclosure is a tug on our consciousness, a question: Do you want to go on as you have or are you ready to let go and turn a corner in you life?
Be mindful of your thoughts, for they become your words…
Notice how your words become your actions…
Reflect on how your actions become your character…
Your character becomes your destiny.
The single most important lesson for people in this world to learn is their place in the larger universe and within their own thoughts.
Until we do so, we will continue to be burdened with the global conflicts of religion, country, power and greed.
In fact, it is this distraction, these wars, these petty differences that serve to keep us from understanding this larger reality.
It’s this bickering and fighting amongst our own ranks, the human ranks, that keeps us occupied and distracted from simply looking up and understanding our place in the larger universe.
For those not engaged in war or global conquest, the distraction comes in many other forms, and these forms of distractions, are easy to recognize.
Whatever pulls your attention from a larger perspective, a global mentality, open awareness, an understanding of the whole scope of your place in the grand spectrum of life in the universe.
Whatever pulls you from that high position to getting you focus down to things that just get you caught up, and we lose your place, you lose your sense of this bird’s eye view, and you fall in the mire of the creeping malaise of distraction.
When you’re in this malaise, by the way, it’s not a terrible place to be; that’s why so many people are in it, and can stay in it for so long. It’s filled with a lot of the things we like; we take comfort in this area of consciousness.
How do we take comfort from this realm of distraction?
There are a lot of things that exist among these realms, like inflated emotions.
Our culture validates envy, the foolish guffaw and lusting after things.
This level of distraction creates an environment that allows rash judgment and petty behavior because it is the space we get into when we are rushed, self-absorbed and caught up in our dramas and the influence of our overactive mind.
We sometime confuse childishness with youthful spirit.
We like being immature; in fact, we have raised the bar on acceptability on immaturity in a pervasive way in our culture.
Overindulgence is also down on this level, eating all the wrong things all the time or spending money frivolously or excess television and entanglements with family or relationships.
The mind has back ups: it has forgetfulness, it has projection, it has denial, it has all sorts ways in which we can act out to handle the difficulties in life in a way that is automatic and ingrained in our behavioral responses. This method of dealing with things becomes our personality, and can be difficult to examine, and even harder to consider revising.
It’s like we are a factory, we process information but when you put something in that cogs the system, that doesn’t fit, it has a way of dealing with it, down the well-traveled drain in a un-processed form, without the opportunity to learn from the experience.
We didn’t know how to deal with the experience so we hit the automatic garbage chute.
Any time that happens to you, it should send off a warning bell. Any time you don’t know how to deal with a situation, you should know how to deal with it even if you don’t know how to deal with it.
Meaning, that you don’t need to know the answers to everything, you don’t even need to know what to say when you are in that situation.
That is when you’re called to be a “fully operational” human being, because a fully operational human is someone who is able to deal with any situation.
There is a knowing, an intuition, in all of us, but when we give up our connection to it, we have to rely on our often failed way of dealing with things. The connection is best when we are calm and centered.
Self doubt and the realm of distraction is the ever-calling “siren song” that leads us to our doom.
When we are centered, we are tapping into part of our brain that is the psychic part, that’s the intuitive part. It’s the part that taps into this higher consciousness, the global awareness, the remote viewing, this shamanistic way of dealing with this stuff, this part of the brain is what a fully operational human knows how to tap into.
When you are operating from a higher consciousness and an intuitive state, you are off the hook. You don’t have to worry about doing the right thing or doing the wrong thing, all of that evaporates instantly.
When you are operating from your center, the right words come, the right response come, the right actions come, because you are not listening to the nervous chattering voices in your head, whose dialogue are written by the ego. You are listening to a pure, higher intuitive source.
How does one maintain sitting on a high perch, in a sense, to be in this intuitive, higher conscious state?
It simply means you’re not in the level of distraction, you’re not in that lower level, you can still deal with it, and understand it, and appreciate and deal with people who are in that mode, but you just don’t have to go down there to do it.
That’s why toilet plungers have handles.
Now how does this fit in with the ET stuff?
The most important lesson that we humans have to learn is our place in a larger universe.
From that stems the life lessons we need to understand our place in the world.
It is the equivalent to one person understanding his or her own place in life.
So many years from now, humans in a new age who are space faring, and in touch with other E.T.s, would be of the mindset….
…we know we are here on earth but there is a whole galaxy out there that we’re aware of….
…our actions, speech, intent, and thought corresponds to that,
so each person has mindset of global awareness.
To be in the realm of higher consciousness intuitive state, at peace, and operating from your center, requires you to say, think, and do things that reflect this awareness. When you are thinking and saying and doing and being this awareness, that’s when you’re in the state of not having to worry about saying the wrong thing.
That’s the bridge to getting more of us over to operating in a higher state, which is the bridge, ultimately, for the people of this planet to be operating at, to move the planetary awareness to a point that could make us ready to expand our relationship to races and intelligences outside our world.
Beware!
Operating from this higher center of consciousness, where the perils of right and wrong and how to act are alleviated, comes with a price.
You can’t unlearn something.
You may miss the company in the realms of distraction; after all, you did spend a lot of time there, and there are a lot of people still there…
You may feel a little different; even your friends may notice this.
Some people don’t like to be different; they prefer to “go along … to get along.”
When you receive knowledge that challenges, undermines, threatens, or even destroys a part of your tightly-held belief system, that’s when you start to cling to them even tighter.
What most people cling to are, the major belief systems that dominate this planet. Islam, Judaism and Christianity.
The rapid rate of technology and ever-increasing evidence of extra-solar life will push many religious followers into a difficult reality to face, one that the holy texts and the “leaders of faith” may not adequately answer. It is then that we need to take our existing faith and set it against a larger backdrop, not abandon it all at once. The “hows” and “whys” of that is a subject on which I will speak about often and in my next book “Beyond All Borders.”
Don’t let your beliefs blind you or detour you from new information.
Genuine ignorance is… profitable because it is likely to be accompanied by humility, curiosity, and open mindedness; whereas, the ability to repeat catch-phrases, recant terms, familiar propositions, gives the conceit of knowledge and coats the mind with a varnish waterproof to new ideas. ~John Dewey
Feel as though you are already at this level, and want to be in contact with other realms?
You can open up a window to the universe in front of you whenever you like. All it takes is belief, understanding and intention.
The underlying message is that if we want planetary E.T. contact, we have to adopt this mindset for a global * “100th monkey” awareness.
We have to click this big switch, this big lever for the planetary field of mind to say aah… we understand our place in the galaxy we are not alone.
That is the first step.
That planetary “switch” has to be thrown and when it does, it’s going to ease tensions and perhaps allow increased public and personal extra-terrestrial and extra dimensional contact to begin.
Suffering and negativity will be lessened.
For the 100th monkey switch to be thrown, it will take mass acceptance of the E.T. reality. The long-standing cover up of the reality of E.T. life by the powers that be, constitutes a dramatic evolutional setback for all mankind and is truly a crime against humanity.
For those of us who have taken in this E.T. reality, we are no longer able to go back to that “play” we once were in. It’s now the characters in the play that are rewriting the story as they see fit.
The characters realize they are the actors, and have a choice of what they say, do, and what the ending will be of whatever play they find themselves in.
It’s time to take down the set. The play that still has so many people playing in it, some knowingly others unknowing, is telling a story of our planet all alone in a vast universe.
Keep the actors, but change the script.
This change is not going to happen from the outside in,
it’s going to happen from the inside out.
So, little did some of you know, the whole field of Ufology is really about something inside of you.
It’s really about how you think and how you engage the world.
And I’m telling you it’s changeable.
It begins with your thoughts:
If you’re negatively and awkwardly thinking,
you’re negatively and awkwardly acting.
Operating out of a larger perspective, when you maintain it, will deflect the things that pull you off your center and cloud your judgment.
Now remember the price…
It means also taking full responsibility for our actions; no longer will the trite, immature or cruel things get swept under the carpet.
Zen Quote:
Infinite gratitude for all things past
Infinite compassion for all things present
Infinite responsibility for all things future
Knowing your place in your own life, and also your place in the world, is equivalent to the world knowing its place in the galaxy.
The same thing as the cells in our body, they must operate as their individual functions, but also in the operation of the larger organism.
If one cell told another cell, “there really is no larger organism we’re part of, it’s just us here,” the cell would have wrong information, it would operate abnormally, and the organism would suffer.
We humans are perhaps like cells, the earth is the being.
The earth is a cell, and our galaxy is the being.
Our galaxy is a cell, the universe is the being.
Perhaps the universe is a cell, within a larger being we don’t yet have a name for.
When our planet operates as a “being” it can engage the galaxy as such.
We should never lose sight of the fact that there is more going on to us and around us that what we can perceive with our five senses. Our five-sense reality is not the limit of all that there is.
When you realize and believe that you’re not alone in the universe, you open yourself up to all these miracles that can happen, such as healings, psychic abilities, and all the phenomena that’s associated with extra dimensional beings. It releases your potential and instills a knowing that you operate on these levels, too.
* In 1952, on the island of Koshima, Japan, scientists fed monkeys with sweet potatoes.
One monkey learned to wash the potatoes with water and taught this trick to her mother. Soon others learned as well.
In the autumn of 1958, a breakthrough occurred when monkeys on other islands and the mainland at Takasakiyama also began washing their sweet potatoes.
Awareness is contagious to everyone, when there is enough of it.
Timothy
The Scary Night
June 25th, 2009
Aseem asked:
What a stormy night it was? The rain poured down heavily and the wind so strong that it had uprooted the trees that obstructed its path. Nature was in full fury that day. I was driving back from the theatre on the highway when I heard a loud scream. A scream that would make chill run down the spine of any being! I was no different, I too got scared. I stopped the car and walked towards the direction, I thought was the origin of the sound (I don’t know what I was thinking at that time. But at time like this when I should be running away from the source, a deep sense of adventure made me go towards it).
Deep within, the mind struggled hard against the heart but the heart was on rage. I continued my walk further. Nearby the location I presumed the source to be, the sight I saw would let down the spirits of a normal being but I wasn’t normal that day. I saw a witch hovering in the sky over her broomstick. Her periodic screams were quite pestering. As I saw the witch hovering, I decided to conceal myself among the nearby bushes and keep a track of the events thereafter.
I believe my luck wasn’t quite in my favour. As soon as I jumped among the bushes, my head struck to something hard. It wasn’t a bark, neither a stone nor anything natural that would be normally seen in forest but it was a holographic projector and a audio player. I thought over the existence of such devices among the bushes on such a night. What was more shocking was that they were in working condition! I turned off the audio player and to my surprise, the witch went mute the same instant. I moved the projector and the witch too moved along. That gave me a clue of what was happening. It took me a second to guess that it was some deception laid down to haunt the people away. “But why? What was the need of it?” such questions puzzled me out.
Then I switched off the camera thereby switching off the image which was too ugly to be seen. As soon as I turned off the image, I was distracted by a sudden rattling of leaves. I saw a figure heading towards me. The speed at which he was approaching made me realize that I should better act in haste. Luckily I found a tree nearby (what else would I find in the nature’s heart) so I hid behind the tree maintaining the stealth and simultaneously maintaining watch over the series of events.
When he reached the spot where I had spotted the projector, I noticed something held firmly in his hand. It shone under the moon light. Oh my God! It was a sharp-edged knife. He began searching for me but I was bit more clever than him. Unable to find me, he returned back with the projector and the audio player after his search was in vain (Maybe he thought it was some electrical fault due to the rain!).
I decided to follow him so see what he was up to! I followed him to a place which was concealed carefully. The door to the place was automated and had to be opened by a special switch. I knew there was something fishy was going on so I decided to inform the cops. I remembered I had forgotten my mobile in the car. I rushed back to my car but to my sheer misfortune, I saw that my mobile was out of range.
So I was left with no option but to drive all the way to nearest police station and notify them. As soon as I started the car, a tree fell on the front of the car which damaged the engine completely. “Why is this all happening at this moment?” I was really confused and I regretted my misfortune. All the things were happening against my wish. With car in out-of-order condition and the mobile still out of network, all I could do was to go by foot.
Luckily I had a torch along me to help me through the journey on such a creepy night. I picked up the torch and made a run for the police station. The rain poured heavily down the sky, making it hard for me to run through the wet mud. The more I walked, the faster the rain appear to fall. The mud became really slippery that I had to walk instead of running. I fell twice or thrice but still I managed to walk. Just as I had walked half a mile, I was struck on the head with something hard. I went unconscious and what happened for the next few minutes has been a mystery since.
But the moment I opened my eyes, I saw myself in so bright a room that I found it hard to keep my eyes remain open. I preferred to keep my eyes closed to avoid the pestering light. But as I felt someone touching me, I was curious to know who it was but the light still pestered me. I felt two thick fingers near my arm which were trying to feel my pulse or something like that. I thought may be I was in some hospital after being rescued by someone. But the real shock came to me when I was gripped by one of the hands, I realized that the whole hand had only three fingers! I opened my eyes despite the bright light and I saw some horrible figures around me. I became certain that I had been abducted by some alien life-form for their experiments. The place that I was so curious about was nothing but some UFO. After I began to struggle to get myself free from their clutches, I realized that I had been clung to the table. Then one of them approached me and injected some fluid into my veins. After that I went unconscious.
Next day, I woke up in the local hospital. I enquired what happened and how I reached there. They explained to me that I had been lying unconscious in the forest for whole night. Some passer-by noticed me and he called for medical attention seeing my state. Then I was operated upon by them to cure some minor injuries. As soon as I got dispatched from the hospital, I went to the Police Station and narrated the whole story to them. Nobody believed my story (Who would believe it? Things as these are not believed unless they themselves experience it). I convinced two of the officer to go along me to the place I mentioned.
I showed them the place where the UFO had landed but as expected, it was gone. But what was more embarrassing was that there was no sign of its arrival or departure. Suddenly I realized that I could show my car as some proof of my story but to my surprise, it was a good repair( almost as good as new). My story had become the morning laugh for the young officer. They thought me to be some maniac who was either drunk or was lying. I had belief enough that what I saw was true but how could I prove it. “Was it real or just some dream?” This question has confused me since that day.
Herbert
What a stormy night it was? The rain poured down heavily and the wind so strong that it had uprooted the trees that obstructed its path. Nature was in full fury that day. I was driving back from the theatre on the highway when I heard a loud scream. A scream that would make chill run down the spine of any being! I was no different, I too got scared. I stopped the car and walked towards the direction, I thought was the origin of the sound (I don’t know what I was thinking at that time. But at time like this when I should be running away from the source, a deep sense of adventure made me go towards it).
Deep within, the mind struggled hard against the heart but the heart was on rage. I continued my walk further. Nearby the location I presumed the source to be, the sight I saw would let down the spirits of a normal being but I wasn’t normal that day. I saw a witch hovering in the sky over her broomstick. Her periodic screams were quite pestering. As I saw the witch hovering, I decided to conceal myself among the nearby bushes and keep a track of the events thereafter.
I believe my luck wasn’t quite in my favour. As soon as I jumped among the bushes, my head struck to something hard. It wasn’t a bark, neither a stone nor anything natural that would be normally seen in forest but it was a holographic projector and a audio player. I thought over the existence of such devices among the bushes on such a night. What was more shocking was that they were in working condition! I turned off the audio player and to my surprise, the witch went mute the same instant. I moved the projector and the witch too moved along. That gave me a clue of what was happening. It took me a second to guess that it was some deception laid down to haunt the people away. “But why? What was the need of it?” such questions puzzled me out.
Then I switched off the camera thereby switching off the image which was too ugly to be seen. As soon as I turned off the image, I was distracted by a sudden rattling of leaves. I saw a figure heading towards me. The speed at which he was approaching made me realize that I should better act in haste. Luckily I found a tree nearby (what else would I find in the nature’s heart) so I hid behind the tree maintaining the stealth and simultaneously maintaining watch over the series of events.
When he reached the spot where I had spotted the projector, I noticed something held firmly in his hand. It shone under the moon light. Oh my God! It was a sharp-edged knife. He began searching for me but I was bit more clever than him. Unable to find me, he returned back with the projector and the audio player after his search was in vain (Maybe he thought it was some electrical fault due to the rain!).
I decided to follow him so see what he was up to! I followed him to a place which was concealed carefully. The door to the place was automated and had to be opened by a special switch. I knew there was something fishy was going on so I decided to inform the cops. I remembered I had forgotten my mobile in the car. I rushed back to my car but to my sheer misfortune, I saw that my mobile was out of range.
So I was left with no option but to drive all the way to nearest police station and notify them. As soon as I started the car, a tree fell on the front of the car which damaged the engine completely. “Why is this all happening at this moment?” I was really confused and I regretted my misfortune. All the things were happening against my wish. With car in out-of-order condition and the mobile still out of network, all I could do was to go by foot.
Luckily I had a torch along me to help me through the journey on such a creepy night. I picked up the torch and made a run for the police station. The rain poured heavily down the sky, making it hard for me to run through the wet mud. The more I walked, the faster the rain appear to fall. The mud became really slippery that I had to walk instead of running. I fell twice or thrice but still I managed to walk. Just as I had walked half a mile, I was struck on the head with something hard. I went unconscious and what happened for the next few minutes has been a mystery since.
But the moment I opened my eyes, I saw myself in so bright a room that I found it hard to keep my eyes remain open. I preferred to keep my eyes closed to avoid the pestering light. But as I felt someone touching me, I was curious to know who it was but the light still pestered me. I felt two thick fingers near my arm which were trying to feel my pulse or something like that. I thought may be I was in some hospital after being rescued by someone. But the real shock came to me when I was gripped by one of the hands, I realized that the whole hand had only three fingers! I opened my eyes despite the bright light and I saw some horrible figures around me. I became certain that I had been abducted by some alien life-form for their experiments. The place that I was so curious about was nothing but some UFO. After I began to struggle to get myself free from their clutches, I realized that I had been clung to the table. Then one of them approached me and injected some fluid into my veins. After that I went unconscious.
Next day, I woke up in the local hospital. I enquired what happened and how I reached there. They explained to me that I had been lying unconscious in the forest for whole night. Some passer-by noticed me and he called for medical attention seeing my state. Then I was operated upon by them to cure some minor injuries. As soon as I got dispatched from the hospital, I went to the Police Station and narrated the whole story to them. Nobody believed my story (Who would believe it? Things as these are not believed unless they themselves experience it). I convinced two of the officer to go along me to the place I mentioned.
I showed them the place where the UFO had landed but as expected, it was gone. But what was more embarrassing was that there was no sign of its arrival or departure. Suddenly I realized that I could show my car as some proof of my story but to my surprise, it was a good repair( almost as good as new). My story had become the morning laugh for the young officer. They thought me to be some maniac who was either drunk or was lying. I had belief enough that what I saw was true but how could I prove it. “Was it real or just some dream?” This question has confused me since that day.
Herbert
NEW nasa footage, UFO filmed by astronaut
June 21st, 2009dannylampkin asked:
This is footage taken by the astronaut he was filming the fuel tank when he realises there is a strange object near the fuel tank so he decides to film the strange object instead..This is the secong footage of its kind as the have been other footage of ufos around the fuel tank before but this is the best i have seen..great footage. COMMENT SUBSCRIBE PEACE
Troy
UFOs - FOX News - Mexican Air Force - CNN News - OVNIs
June 19th, 2009christiangeo asked:
CIA agent R. Cotner’s deathbed confession reveals startling information about his involvement in CIA and NSA extraterrestrial projects: Read the full article by Ed Komarek www.fundacionbrandt.com Lea el artículo completo de Ed Komarek www.fundacionbrandt.com Lesen Sie den vollständigen Artikel von Ed Komarek www.fundacionbrandt.com _ 05/11/04 - Associated Press MEXICO CITY - Mexican Air Force pilots filmed 11 unidentified flying objects in the skies over southern Campeche state, a Defense …
Leo
1947 Was a Turning Point
June 18th, 2009
Phil Thomas asked:
Roswell was a really big deal. Not so much at the time but certainly now. Before the events in July of 1947 this was a significantly different country with a significantly different mind set. The controversy today seems to be whether or not a weather balloon, modified for high altitude audio reconnaissance, was mistaken for a crashed flying saucer.
You would think that now, 60 years later, there is no way we can solve the mystery. I think we can. I believe that there was, indeed, a UFO crash and I think the actions of the individuals involved will bear this out. Looking at the details which are not in contention we can reconstruct what must have happened.
This occurred to me the other day while listening to a radio show discussing the propriety of Major Jesse Marcel stopping by his house to show his family the crash debris before going to the base. It was postulated that this was a major breach of security. Therein lies the truth, part of a larger, quite calamitous truth.
First of all, he was not violating any standing order. There was no standing order. Marcel was the head of intelligence for the Roswell Army Airfield, the first and only (at the time) nuclear strike base in the entire world. I hardly think it is reasonable at this late date to question his qualifications for the position.
Qualifications aside, he would certainly have been intimately involved with the formulation of base security policy. If he had chosen to ignore security regulations, which I am firmly convinced he would not have done, we would not know today that he had stopped by home. He would have said nothing about it to anyone. We know that later he instructed his wife and son to not talk about it. They didn’t, so it is safe to assume they wouldn’t have. The fact that this was later is significant.
The security of an Army Air base in those days was primarily concerned with prevention of spying and intrusion of individuals or forces into the base proper. The recovery of a “flying disk” was not seen as a security matter. There had been much talk in the media of sightings of such things and there would have been discussions among high level officers, certainly those that would be sharing the skies with such craft. It was a great discovery. Something everyone in the country was curious about. He now had in his possession proof positive that we were not alone.
It was late when Marcel was returning to the base. He knew that nothing could be done until later in the morning so it was not imperative that he rush back. In high spirits at the implications of this discovery for his family and, indeed, for all mankind he chose to share with his family. Only the first of those he assumed would share in the information.
Major Marcel was an experienced Army Air Corps officer. This was not his first assignment. High altitude balloons were a staple of Air Corps operations with regular launches to monitor weather conditions to be ready to respond to a threat at a moments notice. Had there been any indication that what was found on the Brazel ranch had any connection with a weather balloon he would not have awakened his wife and son to show it to them. He was absolutely convinced, as he said later, that this material had highly unusual physical properties “beyond human technology” and was “not of this Earth,” definitely not balloon material of any kind.
People who claim that it was a weather balloon are ignoring the fact that in a weather balloon of the type that must have been used in a “Project Mogul” device, the actual radar reflectors and radio communications or telemetry equipment is actually rather small. The pieces that make up the whole are not tied together with dental floss. They are made to survive high winds, extremes of temperature and humidity and rough landings simply because what goes up must eventually come down; somewhere.
The balloon itself is huge and would cover quite an expanse of ground. No mention was ever made of the balloon material. The reports say that the next day a large contingent of men were taken to the site and recovered every piece, sometimes crawling shoulder to shoulder. Would this have been necessary if it were indeed a balloon?
Remember, Marcel brought debris back with him to the base. He shared this material and what he had seen at the ranch with his peers and superiors. They, too, thought that this was public information and not a matter of security. The base commander, Col. William Blanchard, issued a press release stating that they were in possession of a “flying disc.”
Blanchard was certainly familiar with material used in high altitude balloons. If not in the individual parts used in a particular balloon, at least material available here on Earth. These men, all of them, were not fools. They all believed that this material was extraordinary. We’ve all heard of the properties that it displayed. The fact that it could not be torn, cut or burned leaves open the question of it being something secret which was beyond their experience. If that were the case, where is it now 60 years later. Why do we not have military uniforms or equipment made of it. It would certainly be an advantage for our troops.
Recently on a show aired on the History channel a fellow identified as having worked on the Project Mogul Balloons stated that they used a tape from a local dime store to hold the material together and that it had decorative printing on the edge. This is offered as evidence that the people who handled the wreckage were mistaken when they said it had some sort of strange hieroglyphics imprinted on it.
Now, maybe it’s just me, but I’ve seen such tape and I think it is remarkable that one of these highly positioned Army Air Corps officers didn’t say, “You know, that looks kinda like a bluebird and that looks like a shamrock and over here is like a half moon!” The assumption must be that these guys, charged with the oversight of all the nuclear weapons on Earth at the time were little more than drooling idiots.
Section 605 of the Communications Act of 1934 was a privacy provision. Anyone who heard anything on the radio that was not a public broadcast or an emergency communication could not divulge what they heard to another or use the information to their own advantage. Under penalty of law. In other words, the public was charged with security of communications. Each and every person with a shortwave radio (which at the time was almost the entire population) was trusted to do what was right, on their honor.
In 1947 Americans were recovering from an extraordinary effort in defeating the enemies of freedom and were, in the minds of most people in power at the time, to be trusted to do the right thing and entitled to the information on which to base a sound decision. This was a Republic, the tiller of the ship of state was in our hands.
Brig. Gen. Roger Ramey changed all of that. He ordered a coverup. He took it upon himself to change the way government dealt with American citizens. We were to be excluded from information in the hands of the elite. Despite possibly good intentions, this act changed the rules. The citizens were not to be trusted with information and therefore could not make informed decisions. We were excluded from the process altogether. Decisions would be made for us by those in possession of all the facts. Them.
By the 1960’s the door to the inner sanctum was not just closed to those on the street but to their duly elected representatives as well. Senator Barry Goldwater asked his friend General Curtis LeMay to see the material stored at Wright-Patterson Air Force base in Dayton, Ohio. The quote is famous in UFO circles. LeMay said - Not only NO but HELL NO and don’t ever ask me again. Goldwater is later noted as saying he didn’t know who was in charge of such material or who put them in charge.
By the 1990’s not only could we not disclose what we heard on the radio, it was illegal to possess a radio capable of receiving certain frequencies. This was done at a time when a simple $1 chip in cell phones could scramble communications beyond the ability of receiving individuals to decode. Our government, now like Barry Goldwater, unable to understand who was in charge or who put them there blindly did as the corporate interests demanded.. Save them a few pennies and take freedom away from the people.
It wasn’t long until police departments and Federal agencies were clamoring to get to these protected frequencies apparently to prevent their off the cuff remarks about ethnicity or race or gender being heard by a public that just couldn’t understand the stress they were under all the time. After all, everyone was an enemy of the state. It was “them” against “us”. The constant need for “security measures” has been impressed on us to the point we can no longer remember a simpler, freer time.
Now, we have armed troops on the streets of some big cities, the police in local communities acting like an occupying army. Police are instructed to use Tazers only on American Citizens and not on illegal aliens. Our national sovereignty is being given away by a few mindless political puppets acting on behalf of international bankers who think that making Canada, Mexico and U.S. into one country with one currency and one economy and no borders will so destroy the last vestiges of national identity of all three countries that we will become one great market. A colonial market. Sending all of our output of minerals, agriculture and petroleum to foreign ports to be processed and returned to us at a handsome profit.
All of this is happening today. We don’t know about it because they now have a strangle hold on the media which is instructed to entertain rather than instruct. There are web sites proclaiming glories to come of all this but no one knows they’re there. Wouldn’t understand them if you pointed them out.
This came about because of people like Roger Ramey. They put their foot in the door despite the best intentions of real patriots like Jesse Marcel and William Blanchard and all the men at Roswell Army Air Base in 1947 who believed in the American people. If the government, then elected, was not in charge, who did Ramey and his minions work for? To whom did they owe their allegiance if not the American people? Who is in charge now when all elected government officials have no knowledge of a UFO in Roswell?
Edward
Roswell was a really big deal. Not so much at the time but certainly now. Before the events in July of 1947 this was a significantly different country with a significantly different mind set. The controversy today seems to be whether or not a weather balloon, modified for high altitude audio reconnaissance, was mistaken for a crashed flying saucer.
You would think that now, 60 years later, there is no way we can solve the mystery. I think we can. I believe that there was, indeed, a UFO crash and I think the actions of the individuals involved will bear this out. Looking at the details which are not in contention we can reconstruct what must have happened.
This occurred to me the other day while listening to a radio show discussing the propriety of Major Jesse Marcel stopping by his house to show his family the crash debris before going to the base. It was postulated that this was a major breach of security. Therein lies the truth, part of a larger, quite calamitous truth.
First of all, he was not violating any standing order. There was no standing order. Marcel was the head of intelligence for the Roswell Army Airfield, the first and only (at the time) nuclear strike base in the entire world. I hardly think it is reasonable at this late date to question his qualifications for the position.
Qualifications aside, he would certainly have been intimately involved with the formulation of base security policy. If he had chosen to ignore security regulations, which I am firmly convinced he would not have done, we would not know today that he had stopped by home. He would have said nothing about it to anyone. We know that later he instructed his wife and son to not talk about it. They didn’t, so it is safe to assume they wouldn’t have. The fact that this was later is significant.
The security of an Army Air base in those days was primarily concerned with prevention of spying and intrusion of individuals or forces into the base proper. The recovery of a “flying disk” was not seen as a security matter. There had been much talk in the media of sightings of such things and there would have been discussions among high level officers, certainly those that would be sharing the skies with such craft. It was a great discovery. Something everyone in the country was curious about. He now had in his possession proof positive that we were not alone.
It was late when Marcel was returning to the base. He knew that nothing could be done until later in the morning so it was not imperative that he rush back. In high spirits at the implications of this discovery for his family and, indeed, for all mankind he chose to share with his family. Only the first of those he assumed would share in the information.
Major Marcel was an experienced Army Air Corps officer. This was not his first assignment. High altitude balloons were a staple of Air Corps operations with regular launches to monitor weather conditions to be ready to respond to a threat at a moments notice. Had there been any indication that what was found on the Brazel ranch had any connection with a weather balloon he would not have awakened his wife and son to show it to them. He was absolutely convinced, as he said later, that this material had highly unusual physical properties “beyond human technology” and was “not of this Earth,” definitely not balloon material of any kind.
People who claim that it was a weather balloon are ignoring the fact that in a weather balloon of the type that must have been used in a “Project Mogul” device, the actual radar reflectors and radio communications or telemetry equipment is actually rather small. The pieces that make up the whole are not tied together with dental floss. They are made to survive high winds, extremes of temperature and humidity and rough landings simply because what goes up must eventually come down; somewhere.
The balloon itself is huge and would cover quite an expanse of ground. No mention was ever made of the balloon material. The reports say that the next day a large contingent of men were taken to the site and recovered every piece, sometimes crawling shoulder to shoulder. Would this have been necessary if it were indeed a balloon?
Remember, Marcel brought debris back with him to the base. He shared this material and what he had seen at the ranch with his peers and superiors. They, too, thought that this was public information and not a matter of security. The base commander, Col. William Blanchard, issued a press release stating that they were in possession of a “flying disc.”
Blanchard was certainly familiar with material used in high altitude balloons. If not in the individual parts used in a particular balloon, at least material available here on Earth. These men, all of them, were not fools. They all believed that this material was extraordinary. We’ve all heard of the properties that it displayed. The fact that it could not be torn, cut or burned leaves open the question of it being something secret which was beyond their experience. If that were the case, where is it now 60 years later. Why do we not have military uniforms or equipment made of it. It would certainly be an advantage for our troops.
Recently on a show aired on the History channel a fellow identified as having worked on the Project Mogul Balloons stated that they used a tape from a local dime store to hold the material together and that it had decorative printing on the edge. This is offered as evidence that the people who handled the wreckage were mistaken when they said it had some sort of strange hieroglyphics imprinted on it.
Now, maybe it’s just me, but I’ve seen such tape and I think it is remarkable that one of these highly positioned Army Air Corps officers didn’t say, “You know, that looks kinda like a bluebird and that looks like a shamrock and over here is like a half moon!” The assumption must be that these guys, charged with the oversight of all the nuclear weapons on Earth at the time were little more than drooling idiots.
Section 605 of the Communications Act of 1934 was a privacy provision. Anyone who heard anything on the radio that was not a public broadcast or an emergency communication could not divulge what they heard to another or use the information to their own advantage. Under penalty of law. In other words, the public was charged with security of communications. Each and every person with a shortwave radio (which at the time was almost the entire population) was trusted to do what was right, on their honor.
In 1947 Americans were recovering from an extraordinary effort in defeating the enemies of freedom and were, in the minds of most people in power at the time, to be trusted to do the right thing and entitled to the information on which to base a sound decision. This was a Republic, the tiller of the ship of state was in our hands.
Brig. Gen. Roger Ramey changed all of that. He ordered a coverup. He took it upon himself to change the way government dealt with American citizens. We were to be excluded from information in the hands of the elite. Despite possibly good intentions, this act changed the rules. The citizens were not to be trusted with information and therefore could not make informed decisions. We were excluded from the process altogether. Decisions would be made for us by those in possession of all the facts. Them.
By the 1960’s the door to the inner sanctum was not just closed to those on the street but to their duly elected representatives as well. Senator Barry Goldwater asked his friend General Curtis LeMay to see the material stored at Wright-Patterson Air Force base in Dayton, Ohio. The quote is famous in UFO circles. LeMay said - Not only NO but HELL NO and don’t ever ask me again. Goldwater is later noted as saying he didn’t know who was in charge of such material or who put them in charge.
By the 1990’s not only could we not disclose what we heard on the radio, it was illegal to possess a radio capable of receiving certain frequencies. This was done at a time when a simple $1 chip in cell phones could scramble communications beyond the ability of receiving individuals to decode. Our government, now like Barry Goldwater, unable to understand who was in charge or who put them there blindly did as the corporate interests demanded.. Save them a few pennies and take freedom away from the people.
It wasn’t long until police departments and Federal agencies were clamoring to get to these protected frequencies apparently to prevent their off the cuff remarks about ethnicity or race or gender being heard by a public that just couldn’t understand the stress they were under all the time. After all, everyone was an enemy of the state. It was “them” against “us”. The constant need for “security measures” has been impressed on us to the point we can no longer remember a simpler, freer time.
Now, we have armed troops on the streets of some big cities, the police in local communities acting like an occupying army. Police are instructed to use Tazers only on American Citizens and not on illegal aliens. Our national sovereignty is being given away by a few mindless political puppets acting on behalf of international bankers who think that making Canada, Mexico and U.S. into one country with one currency and one economy and no borders will so destroy the last vestiges of national identity of all three countries that we will become one great market. A colonial market. Sending all of our output of minerals, agriculture and petroleum to foreign ports to be processed and returned to us at a handsome profit.
All of this is happening today. We don’t know about it because they now have a strangle hold on the media which is instructed to entertain rather than instruct. There are web sites proclaiming glories to come of all this but no one knows they’re there. Wouldn’t understand them if you pointed them out.
This came about because of people like Roger Ramey. They put their foot in the door despite the best intentions of real patriots like Jesse Marcel and William Blanchard and all the men at Roswell Army Air Base in 1947 who believed in the American people. If the government, then elected, was not in charge, who did Ramey and his minions work for? To whom did they owe their allegiance if not the American people? Who is in charge now when all elected government officials have no knowledge of a UFO in Roswell?
Edward