FROM VALERY UVAROV

This is an amazing story from Russia.  If the words seem unusual, it is because the story has been interpreted from the Russian language.

 

Thanks to the efforts of researchers working on the problem of UFOs have in the last century to link the collection information verified to the extent possible the most carefully - about alien encounters with humans on a peaceful basis. 

Some of the messages clarify the question as to what they are doing to our environment and what they do before you disappear from the face of the Earth. 

Interestingly, for example, an event that occurred with a woman who was not afraid to reveal her name and was not frightened of ridicule. 


Surayah Melihovna Gaynulin, microbiologist. At the time she was 35, and she worked at the Institute of Biophysics in Pushchino.
This incident happened to her on October 2, 1977. Here is her story.
"Fiction is not fond of. Aliens before this incident did not know anything, except that it is nonsense, and not interested in a" dish "at all. 

On that day, October 2, nothing much happened. A few weeks before this case I had a bad dream. Usually I go to sleep in the apartment. In the summer - I go out and sleep on the balcony. Our balcony is on the 9th floor - faces to the west. Night On October 3rd awake. I got up, put on a warm coat, walked through the house. Came to the loggia. And I thought I was all alone in the house, that the house has no one in it and the apartment has a strange look: as if there is an entrance to the apartment next door, and there is a sleeping brother, who had come on a mission. In reality, of course, was not ... (?)

I looked down at Oka. I think: you have to leave. Suddenly, above the Oka was a disc and a ball, like Saturn. Color of hot metal. The unit stopped at a distance of 300 - 400 meters from the house.
Height was difficult to determine, but it was not high. It was a beautiful sight. 

At first I thought that the device is separated from any "humanoids." They walked very slowly to the living quarters. There were 15-20. Then these "humanoids" were distributed towards Pushchino: some went to the red house, which stood next to our high-rises, others - on the block "B", and on the case of "A" and "B". And in our body went three. As they approached, I saw that it was no longer sticks and poles, and ... pillars of standing people. Moreover, the height of each "pillar" that ranges over and under. People - in the form of Soviet soldiers. Young persons, expressionless, frozen ... 

One of them is floating past me to the next balcony. I am afraid that it will scare and make a scandal, he waved his hand to her. He immediately turned to me and quietly stood beside me. He looked about 19 years old, but the growth is not 3 meters, as at that post, but just very tall, about 190 cm in uniform.

I say nothing. He spoke in Russian, smiling:
- Do you understand who I am? 

- Yes. But why are you in such a manner?

- I would like to talk to you. Can I?

I invited him into the room, in addition  I paused on the balcony. In the room was a chair near the balcony with stools. A bed on the other hand, is not fenced. And strangely - her husband seems to be no where.
 
We sat down. I say - well you understand Russian?

- I set up for you. Speak the language in which you talk.

- But you did not go with me?

- Not, you, but people tend to get scared. So I waited for the normal reaction from you.

- Why do you not talk during the day? People are happy to let you come and be with you in touch.

- I will answer this question at the end of the conversation. And with you I want to talk about - he said then - how do you personally go about the history of your community?

In his hand he had a device the size of a transistor radio, but without any buttons and ledges. Then he sometimes pushed it and we found ourselves in another dimension ...

He does not scare me, and he behaved very well. I conversed with him, even graciously, as a boy. Then he explained to me why he had come this way.

- When we were on your border, we saw there a man and 20 soldiers and took their appearance.

Later, at the end of the conversation, I suddenly noticed that his face had changed - in front of me was a man of about 45, intelligent, good looking, with glasses, very likable. I asked how it happened?

- I have examined you. And accept the appearance that you present

And It really was a pleasure to talk with him.

 At the Congress of the Institute of Biophysics in 1972, I saw a man with such a person. 

My companion pulled the unit and said that he needed to know the representation of the history of man. I said that this is a very long story, but he said:

- No, it happens fast. We will help the unit.

I started with the ape. And when you press the button, we suddenly found ourselves in a primitive society ...

He told me not to worry, that everything around me - my imaginary world, the one that I have in mind.

Thus, the history we have gone through in 20 minutes. Then I told him that we in the USSR consider ourselves a better society on the planet. He smiled.

- We have no private property - I explained and began to tell what the capitalist system, the colonial wars, etc. Due to the war had told him about Ulster. And then - we're there. But there they were all real. I was scared and he switched ...

Then we were somewhere in Asia, in the jungle, and there was a mutual destruction of several gangs engaged in drug trafficking. We have seen inhuman beatings around the corner from us. But as soon as he saw my fear - immediately switched ...

Then I asked him, why do you not want to talk to us? He replied that the planet they already learned. What we do not understand is  their interests.

- According to our assumptions, - he continued - your planet could include in our system of interplanetary relations, but that the level of your moral was very low.

Further, he said that humanity has gone down the wrong path and came to a dead end. We have a very serious thought, with great inertia. That this property is common to all people.

Then I spoke to the earth's patriotism and I'm trying to prove to him that people are not so bad and we are aware of its imperfections. He answered briefly and plainly.
- No. Not conscious. As there are too many dark, animal natures. You have to get out of their excrement.

He said that this confused place they have not yet found in the universe. But he added that science, if he wants, can understand many things in the system mezhkosmicheskoy communication, but at the moment, because of our aggressiveness, it is excluded.

I turned the conversation to another subject and asked if our theory is correct of the pulsating universe. He said no. It's just in your mind the design, based on your level. This error is caused in people with incredible ways of thinking.

I asked him where he came from?

- Do you know astronomy? - He asked.

- As a biologist, - I answered. He smiled and said:

- Later on, you still face the facts that we will evaluate and reject biologists, but only because in biology this type does not exist. Will reject, and other scientists. But there is a way of knowing. Education can not be science. Either it is or it is not. As for us, we will - from this "far" it is impossible to explain your existing terms.

He further said that the Earth - is a very convenient point for communication. And it seemed to me that we have for them a negligible effect on the planet

I was hurt and he felt it.

- We're not long, - he said. - We are collecting the information.
He was struck on the division of the country. And decided to talk about it. We have, as he noticed a big difference between people. They do not like that. The only big difference is between children and adults ...

He sought to know more about us, but about my speaking only in response to questions. Very short answer, sometimes evaded, explaining: do not understand.

He could not understand what is earthly love. Family he knew. They do not have families. There is love and children. No State. He said that the system of government, as well as the tribal system - this is savagery.

He did not consider the act of playing a new organism love. It's - it. And love them is another.

-It - the exchange of information and knowledge. Only someone who loves spreading the light of knowledge about others do not live in darkness of evil.

Information is emitted in the ecstasy that knows no man. It is a mystery that they protect each other. He further said that he was pleased to feel that I love my planet, protecting the people ...

- What do you look for in each other? - I asked.

- We can take many forms, which we need.

- And the children?

They look like the information they receive ...

- And death do you have?

-We just complete one stage and move to the next. Life is infinite. Death - is speculation of the animal mind.

- And do you have hatred?

- I can not understand what it is. Also do not understand earthly love.

Here, I feel that you do not talk like it is. You simply taught to understand. This is also a gamble. People are under the illusion ...
You are a kind and good person, but also not perfect. Continuous controversy.

I asked him what they do and why the UFO pilots are here and in other places? He replied that they do about the same. They know about me, and me - about them. I, in this case, am lucky.

- What is our future? - I asked at the end of the conversation.

- The planet will not die - he answered evasively. And it was not clear what he meant. I felt that it was the people he spoke about: it does not matter whether or not we will perish.

- You have a terrible way of knowing what you are imposing on your children - he said goodbye.

- When changing the path of knowledge, then you are moral and will change. 

We went out ... at the lodge. He did not shake hands. In general, he has never touched me. Again he become the "stick" and approached the ball, along with all newcomers. The ball disappeared into thin air and disappeared.

On this occasion, Gaynulin took lots of notes. She answered many questions. In particular, she said that the ball was clear, with no diffusion glow. Its diameter does not exceed 3 meters. She added that the stranger pointed a great fear of death. That in general, the fear in the world surprised him. For humans - a sort of driving force. In reality, this process is reset when worn bioskafandr, is just the beginning of another time and in another dimension of birth ... 

To the question of, "Where have the aliens departed to?" Gaynulin replied: "They fly off to him. He said their task - to establish new connections between all civilizations in the universe. But with us it is difficult to establish communication. First, for the sake of convenience science rejects us and discredits any excuse of our existence: and secondly, and most importantly, the society of your planet have a very high level of aggression, so they avoid meetings with aggressive creatures "."

TEAR DROP SHAPED OBJECT

A sighting which was difficult to investigate because it took place on military property and involved military personnel occurred on September 9, 1958, and we must rely entirely on published press statements by the principal.  Private Jerome A. Scanlon of Jersey City, New Jersey, was stationed at a Nike Base in Maryland, just seventeen miles from Washington, D.C.  On the night in question at 5:30 a.m. he reportedly was walking from the sentry post to his barracks to sound reveille when he heard a humming noise above him, looked up, and saw a teardrop-shaped object at about one hundred yards altitude and moving away very slowly.  He estimated its speed at about thirty miles per hour.

Scanlon's description is interesting because although that shape of UFO has often been reported in flight, his was the first report of such an object coming in for a landing.  He said it moved over trees, breaking branches in its path, and finally appeared to land about a mile and a half away from him.  Scanlon watched as the object rose again and seemed to disappear before his eyes.  He then ran to inform Riney Farris, the sergeant of the guard.

Investigation later proved that Farris had sighted the bullet-shaped object shortly after Scanlon did and was attempting to locate Scanlon when they finally made contact.  The two went to the area where the object had apparently landed and found broken branches on the ground and a scorched strip of earth and vegetation about a half mile long.

Scanlon claimed that he got a good, long look at the UFO, and described it as about the size of a medium plane and shaped like an oversized bullet which tapered to a blunt "tail."  Neither he nor Farris observed propellers or wings or portholes or hatches or anything which might indicate that it had a crew.  Exhaust flames were issuing from the rear of the thing as it approached the ground, and its luminous green skin lit up the surrounding terrain with a weird glow

The upshot of this incident was that Scanlon talked to the press about his sighting, it was verified by Farris, and he was invited to the Pentagon during the first week of October to describe his experience to "high brass," as the news stories put it.

On the day after the press story about Scanlon's proposed visit to the Pentagon, On October 8, to be precise, an Associated Press dispatch out of Washington, DC, said that the Air Force officials had hazarded a new explanation for the mysterious object.  They pointed out that repair trucks had been doing some welding jobs on high-tension wires near Derwood at the time and that the flashes caused by the torches could have been the basis for the report of the flaming object.

It is not known what the precise disposition of this particular case is, but it would seem that the flashes from welding torches would not account for a bullet-shaped thing first seen overhead, then observed as it followed a glide path to a landing a little over a mile away.

THE GIANTS

Call-in by John in Hollywood to Paula Harris on Coast to Coast am on March 7, 2013

Paula, if there is any way I can help you let me know.

My Uncle Peter was a giant, a real full blooded giant, which makes me have DNA of a giant.

Giants are known, of course, to have come towards Sardinia, and this may help you out a bit, from the area known as Tyre where there were Giants where they were called Pythons.

They were exiled over to Cadiz, Spain.  On their trip towards Sardinia they departed to the mainland which is the Pyrenees Mountains which is the Basques.  Very recently they found a common denominator in the Sardinia and Basque language so there you have a very, very rare connection.

Something I want to bring up about giants which have never been mentioned by anybody anywhere.  My Uncle Peter having been a giant had a spiritual quality and my mother used to tell me that when he placed his hand on the body it would leave a mark, the imprint of a hand wherever he would place it, so the vibratory pattern of his DNA was that quickened.  He had a different sense about him.

He was extremely strong.  He could lift 500 pounds under each arm and another 500 pounds on each shoulder.  He could pull a horse down the street by its tail and bring it back to the corral or could go up into the mountains and get a horseless carriage that was broke down and bring it into the town by one hand.

My Uncle Peter was a very rare man, that was my Mother's brother.  So the giants - where they came from, they were actually Nephilim or actually children of Nephilim because they were out of Tyre but brought to Tyre through the Gobi where they were sentenced.  If you read Enoch, I think it is Enoch I, you will find out the Giants were suggested to go after that to avoid being killed, they were to go east.  They went to the Gobi desert and that is where they went over towards what is Greece, Lebanon and Tyre.  They went out of the origins of the Middle East towards the Gobi and that is where they planted their schools.

Actually they had schools because they were very brilliant, even though they were supposedly bad.  I can't pronounce the word, but they were Troglodytes.  They were not nasty but they had knowledge, extraterrestrial knowledge, the original ones, I don't know about their children.  They left it in the Gobi.  The Himalayans picked up on this knowledge and they created the two houses.  One of which Hitler was very interested in, Shambala, and Agartha, and that seems to have fallen by the wayside but what they did was they brought it back towards Greece and then you have the legends of the Titans.  Titans is the same in Sardinian as giganti meaning the Giants.  The people in Sardinia called them the Star People.  They were coming from the stars.
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Troglodytes

(3 syl.). A people of Ethiopia, south-east of Egypt. Remains of their cave dwellings are still to be seen along the banks of the Nile. There were Troglodytes of Syria and Arabia also, according to Strabo. Pliny (v. 8) asserts that they fed on serpents. (Greek, trogle, a cave; duo, to get into.)
“King Francois, of eternal memory ... abhorred these hypocritical snake-eaters.” —Rabelais: Gargantua and Pantagruel (Ep. Ded. iv.).

Troglodyte.

A person who lives so secluded as not to know the current events of the day, is so self-opinionated as to condemn everyone who sees not eye to eye with himself, and scorns everything that comes not within the scope of his own approval; a detractor; a critic. The Saturday Review introduced this use of the word. (See above. Miners are sometimes facetiously called Troglodytes. 

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B0ogr-UTkd4

 Thank you Albert Rosales, Humanoid Contacts.

Contact in Cuba 2003

Location. Near Sancti Spiritus, Las Villas, Cuba
Date: March 6 2003 Time: late night

The witness, Damaso Rosales, had been unable to sleep that night and had gone outside his farmhouse. Again on a nearby field he saw the hovering disc-shaped craft with flashing multicolored lights. He approached the object and was greeted by the two tall men, the blond haired one and the white haired one, both wearing green-blue collared suits. He was invited inside and was told that they were going to go on a short trip. 

As he sat on a sort of reclining chair he saw through a clear glass window what appeared to be stars and other objects. At one point he appeared to have lost consciousness and when he woke up he found himself outside the craft standing on a dark field which was illuminated solely by a light from the object. The ground he stood on was rocky, white in color and shiny, he was accompanied by the two men. At one point he was able to take some of the shiny sand and put it in his pocket (as proof of his encounter). 

Soon he lost consciousness again and when he woke up he was on a field which he soon found out was across from the residence of the Guatemalan ambassador in Havana (about 260 km away). He was soon picked up by the police and they apparently believed his story. 

The small amount of shiny sand that he collected was apparently confiscated by intelligence agents and was never again returned to him. 

In 2006 Damaso Rosales developed leukemia and died within 6 months. He was only 60 years of age. He reported to the investigators that soon after his encounters he became a more ‘humane’ individual towards others, nature, and especially animals.

HC addendum
Source: Luis Alberto Heredero astroheredero@gmail.com

R-O-Y G - A R - O

 Similar to Chin Lee Woo

BY AILEEN

Brent Rayne's article inspired me to write what happened to myself in the past, which was similar.

A very long time ago I had become interested in Spiritualism, as well as UFOS.  

I had met some people that lived at Angle Lake in Seattle, Washington.  Both of their sons were Alaska Airline Pilots.  One night their house shook and one of the pilot's dog started howling.  The Mother knew immediately that something had happened to one of her sons.  

Soon after that the radio would come on all by itself. The music playing would be her favorite song, "Mother".  She knew this was a message from her son.  She wrote to a famous medium in England asking if he would contact her son. He responded that the son had already contacted him.  He made a tape for her from her son and sent it to her..

What had happened was the airplane had crashed in Alaska.  There were no survivors.  The airline had found no remains of her son.
Her son asked her (on the tape) to start meditating and he would try to come through.  Her husband, and herself, and some friends started meditating in a downstairs room with no windows.  It was totally dark.

At first they observed faces in the wood grain in their family room.  Since they were Catholic they asked the priest from their church to come and see what they saw.  When he saw the faces he asked her not to come back to church because it would upset the parishioners if they knew what was happening to the couple.  They never returned to the church but kept meditating.

When they asked new persons to come and participate (like me) they would start them out on the "table".  Perhaps some of you have "table-tipped" asking yes and no questions.  The table would tip and spell out words by the participants saying A - B - C - etc until it stopped on the letter of the word.  The first time I went there I was NOT sitting at the table but behind those that were.  All of a sudden it started spelling R O Y  G A R....  The persons at the table could not figure out what it was saying.  Unfortunately I started crying.  It was my father's name.  When you express sorrow or a negative emotion it stops the transmission.  My father's name was Roy Garoutte.  That was the first time something like that happened to me but not the last.

After the table tipping we would sit in a dark room and then we would hear electrical clicks spelling her son's name.  That would happen after we sang some lively songs to bring the vibrations up.  Her son spelled out that we were to have more people come and sit.  The father was instructed to "sit" in the cabinet.  It was not really a cabinet but a chair within an area made up of a curtain surrounding it.  The mother unfortunately was deaf so she didn't hear what was happening to the rest of us.  She was the power house that enabled what was to come next.

One of my friends was a physicist so he wanted to do some experiments with the energy in the room.  He created a red light that would come on anytime the magnetic lines were broken by the spirits who came into the room.  It went off so often that he had to take it out of the room.

A teacher named "Chin Lee Woo" then came into the room.  He would say Woe Hine E (sp?) and that meant "Hello" in Chinese.  He would talk to us in the air in a soft voice.  It was everywhere in the room.  The physicist started recording the sessions so we could study it more afterwards.  If the Mother was not there for any reason there wasn't enough power for Chin Lee Woo to come through.

The mother's name was Madeline.  She wanted to make an appointment with the Aquarian Foundation on Capital Hill in Seattle.  The well known Medium there was Keith Reinhart.  She asked for a materialization session with her son.  Keith said for her to come back in a week and he would try to arrange it with the scientists on the other side.

Madeline and her husband went back in a week.  In the inside top of her dress she had put a fresh rose.  No one knew it was there.  When the session started her son appeared in the ectoplasm in his Alaska Airline's Uniform.  He told her, "Mother, I am going to give everyone what you have tucked into your blouse."  He then went around the room and dropped a fresh white rose in their laps.

Madeline was still skeptical so she asked him if he could give her something that she knew was really from him.  He said that the scientists and himself would work on it and to come back in another week.

The next week when she went back her son dropped in her lap the Rosary she had bought and had blessed by the Pope at the Vatican.  She had bought two of them exactly alike as a gift for her sons.  

At their house she had big pictures, 8 x 10, of her two sons.  The Rosary she had been given back from the crashed airplane was hanging over her son's picture.  That was the convincing evidence that it really was her son.

One time I went to the Spiritualist Church on Dravis Street in Seattle.  There was a visiting medium there that would sit in session in a room especially created for seances.  My previous husband went with me.  Have you heard of a trumpet seance? It is like a long horn and out of it comes apports when it comes around to you.  You would hold your hands out and in the dark an apport would drop into your hands.  My husband received a Jade Budda.  I received a topaz gem. It was hot and had creases across it and in the creases were tiny gains of sand.  I still have it.

After the seance the Medium was going to read "billets".  A billet is a little piece of paper that you put your initial on the outside or the initial of the one you wanted to hear from.  I didn't know you were supposed to do that so mine didn't have anything on the outside.  The billets were placed into a "collection" plate like you have in church. Then the Medium would choose one and hold it over his head and give the message to the one who had requested one by putting their initial on the outside of the folded paper.

Finally he came to the ones that had no initials.  By this time he was getting very frustrated and said he would read no more because there was no initial on the outside.  But then he said I have to read this one because there is a man standing here that is filled with so much love I have to give the message.  If anyone in the audience knows a man named "Roy Garoutté raise your hand.  I almost fainted.  At that time all I knew was our name was pronounced plain old Garoutte.  I spoke up said "Yes, that is my father but the name is pronounced wrong."  He said I have pronounced it the right way.  After many years one of our cousins went to France where our family originated and he found out the Medium was correct by the way he pronounced our name.  Anyway, the Medium said your father wants to tell you that he has so much love for you and you are surrounded at all times by your Father's love.  I was so happy.  I had always been my father's favorite being the only girl.  He died when I was 11 and I was the only one with him.

Periodically we would tip a little table at home.  We always had the same spirit come through.  His name was Rollo.  He told me to look him up in a music encyclopedia and I would find his name. He was a famous violinist in Italy in the 1700's.  I did and I found him.  I believe he has always been with me and my daughter.  He used to draw shoes that they wore back then through the planchette.  We could not see what he was drawing because a pencil goes through the planchette so you cannot see what is underneath.  They were very ornate shoes.

After that time I became interested in UFO Research.  Just knowing my father was with me was enough to sustain me for a life time.  I never went back.

 





  
   

	VISITORS FROM HIDDEN REALMS Discover the connection between UFO visitors and shamanic lore! Brent Raynes' stunning book—intro. by Brad Steiger. (Used by permission)
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Are we the aliens? Today in her sixties, Joan recalls having had  what are described as alien abduction  experiences going back to around age three.  For all of these years, she has kept silent about these personal encounters until the last year,  when she finally shared them with a few  people. “After all, who would believe an  upper middle class, highly educated, wife,  mother, grandmother and artist, unless she was delusional,” Joan wrote. She had read  my article in the ARE’s Venture Inward  magazine (Oct.-December 2010, Vol. 26,  No. 4). Not long ago, Joan had a strange experience that made her wonder even more deeply about  the possible human/alien connection. About a year ago she became extremely ill. “At the end of my illness, when the medical doctors were giving up, I began to use acupuncture, cranial sacral work, and also a chiropractor who did energy healing,” Joan wrote. “I am convinced these modalities saved my life. The medical doctors were doing nothing except giving me transfusions to keep me alive. In fact, I was  just days away from having chemotherapy to  kill my immune system to see if that would  help.” It was during one of her alternative CST (CranioSacral Therapy) treatments that Joan  had a most unusual experience. “My body suddenly became exceedingly cold and I  began to shake,” she wrote. “Then I ‘saw’  my soul step out of my body and it looked  like an iridescent gray alien.” This account intrigued me as some years  back I had corresponded with long-time  UFO investigator and author Joe Nyman  and he had been coming across cases, often  in his investigations and hypnotic regression  work, of what he called “entity familiarity.”  In a report he shared with me back in 1989,  he wrote of how “three experiencers have independently gone back to images of  themselves as alien entities.” Joe began  to wonder if there was evidence of such a  resident alien presence leaving the human  body, perhaps at death. He continued: “last  year, in conversation, I was told by an  individual that at his mother’s death in 1937,  he and his two sisters were terrified to see a  figure descending the stairs. The figure had a  face that the man saw again years later, on the  dust jacket of Communion.”  There seem to be a number of cases out there  of experiencers who had a close connection, an “entity familiarity” if you will, with these  beings. In 1989, a 49 year old woman in  Kentucky wrote me of how when she was only 5 or 6 years old she was playing in a field  behind her home and encountered a tall  man in a white and shiny one-piece jumpsuit- type outfit. About two weeks after a close  range sighting of a disc-shaped object near her home in 1975, when she would have been  in her mid-thirties, she awoke around 3 a.m., startled by some sort of noise. “I looked up  and a man was standing in my bedroom door,” she wrote. “There was a floodlight on each  side of the house and I could see him real  good. He walked toward me and sat on my bed. He told me to take care of my mother and sister, that my dad was dead. Twenty minutes  later the hospital called. Dad had died.” She concluded this story writing, “Everyone I know has changed over the years, but I’m  sure this was the same man I have seen since  I was a little girl. He hadn’t changed. He looked just the same as the first time I saw  him.” I met Linda recently at the ARE UFO  Conference in Virginia Beach, Virginia, on November 14th, 2010. She’s had a good  number of UFO/entity experiences over the  years too. “Well the first one appeared after  my father died and I was just lying on the bed at my mother’s house and this little person  just semi-materialized out of the ethers right  above my bed and brought his face up close to mine and he just sent me love and blessings,  like he empathized. Then another time, the  same type of entity, or the same one,  materialized beside my bed and he just stood  there and he had the American Express card in  his three little fingers. He turned it to face me.  It was red, white and blue, like the American  flag. He didn’t say anything. He just wanted  me to know something about that American Express card, and what followed was I traveled  to many parts of the world. I used that card.  I used my American Express card.” She went  on to say that at the time she had no idea she  would be traveling, much less using the card.  Plus it wasn’t just regular travel, it was  something deeply personal and important to her own life mission. “I traveled with a spiritual  group all over the world,” she said.  “I’ve had some really strange experiences,”  Linda added. “I’ve had at least two experiences wherein I was in my car and suddenly I looked down at the controls and I was seeing the  controls of a spaceship and I had no memory  of how to drive a car whatsoever. I thought  that I was on board a UFO.”  She recalled one time how she was driving  down Route 64 near Richmond, Virginia,  when she became aware of an “ET presence”  there in the car with her. She said it had an  indigo color to it, she noticed the insignia of a triangle, and could see it had three long skinny fingers on each hand. “That presence was  just right there over me,” she stated. “It was  an overshadowing of an entity or something.”  After one odd incident, she found a small  bloody little triangle shaped place just below  and to the side of one of her knees. It began one night around 1975, in a townhouse apartment  she was then living at near Richmond. “I saw this blue light coming through the ceiling and I had no alarm, no unusual reaction. It was just like  ‘Oh look, it’s 6 o’clock,’ like I was looking at  the clock or something. I said something to my husband. I said, ‘Look at that pretty blue light,’ or something like that. He looked up and he  wasn’t affected either. So I just turned off the  light and we went to sleep, I guess, as far as I know.” The next morning she awakened and  soon discovered the bloody place near her knee.  “I wasn’t alarmed by it,” she added.  The Arcturus Stargate! As synchronicity would have it, the same  morning that I met Linda I attended a  powerful, thought-provoking presentation at  the ARE conference delivered by John  Van Auken, a talk that seemed potentially  relevant to experiences described by people  like Linda. It was entitled “Edgar Cayce’s  Visions of Other Worlds.” “We were once, and we are forever, whether  you like it or not, star travelers,” John told us.  He explained, “Arcturus is a star that according to Edgar Cayce, is the stargate to this solar  system. All souls and soul minds coming to  this realm come through the stargate  Arcturus.” John explained that from Cayce’s readings it is revealed that we’ve been around from the beginning of creation, that we’re  “really celestial beings,” have reincarnated  many times on earth, that we’ve traveled  “through the entire cosmos,” and that we  have lived in different dimensional forms.  While our present physical earth form is three dimensional, John points out that the  ufonauts appear to be very familiar with  fourth dimensional reality. He described how in his wonderful personal chats with famous ancient astronauts author Zecharia Sitchin  that he tried to convince him that the ancient Anunnaki were in fact previous incarnations  of us! “We call it mythology, but that  mythology is the story of us,” John added.  As an example of alien fourth dimensional  reality, John added that trained pilots,  including NASA astronauts, have reportedly observed UFOs making abrupt 90-degree  turns traveling at speeds greater than Mach 9. Humans can’t fly at such speeds without fatal consequences, but the ufonauts apparently  can.  John’s explanations that we’re aliens ourselves, based on Cayce’s readings, may explain my  recent EVP (Electronic Voice Phenomena)  session, described in another edition of this  column (#154, November ‘2010), where I  asked about whether some of the ancient Jinn  were the same as what we today call aliens, to which a male sounding “voice” immediately seemed to reply to me, “You’re an alien spirit  too”! Is that really the answer? Is our so-called  human spirit or soul something that once  separated from its familiar physical shell  becomes something beyond our conventional conceptions of present human  comprehension? John Van Auken pointed  out that our true nature is, according to the  Cayce readings again: “as light, a ray that  does not end, lives on and on, until it becomes  one in essence with the source of light.” (EC 136-83) After quoting this reading in his talk,  John also added, “Remember the Egyptian idea  of the great ray, out of which all of the little rays come; or Ra, if we want to pronounce it that  way.”  “Go back to John Keel please” Returning to the bewildering world of the enigmatic EVPs, which certainly defies our mainstream views of time and space, recently  my wife Joan and I (12/31/10) and another  time Joan, myself and our daughter Chandra (12/18/10) did two separate “spirit box”  sessions here at our home in Waynesboro, Tennessee, using a small newly purchased  digital radio that Chandra’s husband got from Radio Shack, disabling the scanner so that it  would sweep continuously through the radio frequencies. Both times, and quite on his own, a male “voice” claiming to be “John Keel” repeatedly came through. Furthermore, on the  31st, as we conducted a brief session  (recording time was only 15 minutes and 54 seconds), during which time I was trying to  reach the departed mother of a friend (whose  first and last name and other information came through, getting her last name even before  I asked for it) “Keel” kept trying to get my attention. We even got a clear message stating,  “Go back to John Keel please.”  Recently, after getting some audio files from  Sandy Nichols up in Thompson Station, from a recent spirit box session that he had conducted,  it dawned on me that I hadn’t heard Keel in any  of his sessions (or Bret and Gina Oldham’s  either) when I wasn’t there, and they had all had several independent sessions each. So curious I fired off an email to all of them and soon Bret replied, “No, we haven’t been getting any mention of John Keel when you’re not in the session.” (01/02/11) Tonight (01/05/10) while talking on the phone with Sandy I asked him  about this and he did recall one time he got a  real faint “Keel,” but it was too faint to bother making an audio file on, he said.  This is all so very, very strange. If I’m there  “John Keel” (no matter whose radio it is) seems  to always come through and usually quite often. But if I’m not there he’s essentially not there.  Isn’t that a little weird, or was weird actually a  few months back? I should be getting used to weird by now.  On our own also (12/18/10), we successfully replicated the experiment we had done as a  group with Sandy, Bret and Gina beginning  back in July 2010, where we would have something written on an index card or a sheet  of paper and ask the “voices” if they could tell us what it was. Chandra’s husband had placed  a neat little typed label on her radio that read “Ghostbox”, so I pointed at it asking them to  say what it was I was pointing at. Several times  I recorded “ghostbox” coming in over the radio, even though I did not say the word. This was  only during the brief time that I was pointing  at the label, which may have been like a couple  of minutes at the very most.  It’s difficult to condense everything in this  article that happened during these two sessions. There were a good many instances that  strongly indicated to us that we were dealing  with an interactive intelligence. We got a whispered “Momma Martin” (which was a nickname for Joan’s late mother who all the  grand kids called her by), we heard “cats live” (after just losing a pet cat that evening, and  asking if cats and dogs went to heaven), and as  I was talking about when they wanted me to turn the radio off a male voice said “close it Brent”, while a couple seconds before I shut it off someone, who obviously didn’t think that  was such a good idea, said “F—k you.”  Spirits don’t seem to give a diddly squat about those FCC rules and regulations that dictate to us the living proper conduct over the airwaves. Do  the ghost hunters on TV have trouble with cussing spirits? (I hadn’t noticed if they do) I wonder how widespread this is?  I’m really puzzled as to how this works. I thought psychic phenomena was less consistent. After all, mediums give good readings and conduct good séances and then sometimes they complain  (at least the honest ones I gathered) that their abilities suddenly and unexpectedly leave them. Nothing happens. With the EVPs from the “spirit boxes” that we’ve used, we’ve had some trying times, but something always came through at  some point during a session that would leave us scratching our heads.  I’d also like to know how they track us down,  no matter where we are, and as with this “John Keel” situation, how it is they can zero in on  who they’re talking to. The “voices” come in  over a radio. Somehow they’re transmitting to  us. However, we aren’t using a transmitter. We simply sit in a chair talking to a radio, which  when you think about it is really and certifiably crazy sounding people stuff! It’s just a radio,  for crying out loud! A radio should only pick  up fragments of radio news, weather reports, commentaries, advertisements, music, DJ utterances, etc.  They (whoever they is precisely) have to be  tuning in to us psychically somehow, but  perhaps because we’re not as telepathically evolved as they are they can communicate  best with us through radio waves. I’m  speculating that by utilizing our electronics  this is a more reliable and consistent means  of making direct contact with us, though of  course the vast majority of us are completely oblivious that this is even happening.  ________ I want to thank Brent Raynes for this article.  Because of this I told him I would write what happened to me a long time ago.  On Sunday  I will put it on here. - Aileen

CALL IN TO COAST TO COAST APRIL 26, 2004

GEORGE NOORY:  East of the Rockies, you are up on Coast to Coast.  Welcome to the program - hi there.

Caller:  Hey, George - it's Joe.  How are you this evening?

George:  I'm doin fine.  You?

Caller:  I'm good, I'm listen in' to you on 104.7.  East of the Rockies.

I got a story I wanta tell ya.   In line with your theme tonight "Strangest thing that ever happened to me."

I do a lot of work for the Military - for certain agencies.  Back in 1989 ...'90 I was working' a project... out in the Skunkworks.  And.. I was part of a team that was taken in to do the Skunkwords in California.  And... it's amazing.

You go into this place and go down, and, as you go into the facility, the walls are granite.  Polished granite.

We were taken into a room - we were workin'  on the Stealth bomber.  There was a problem with peeling and flaking.  And the Israeli radar had spotted the Stealth bombers.  So, part of what we were to do was to come up with a solution to fix the problem of the peeling and flaking on the fuselage of the stealth craft.

George:  And the peeling and flaking was causing radar to pick it up, ya mean?

Caller:  That's right.  What happens is, it's called, uh, 'coupling and yielding' and people who are out there, you're scientific guys... will understand that.  Uh - frequencies, 16.27 gigahertz.  For example, if an aircraft is flying in conventional radar like, let's say you're Cleveland Central.  All the planes are being' hit with 16.25 gigahertz.  That causes heat to form on the fuselage.  That heat has to be defused, now, if you don't have a ram - a radar attenuating material to defuse that heat.  The RAM material, the Radio Attenuating Material peels and flakes.  Anyhow to make a long story short...

We were taken into the Skunkworks, and down into a facility... and, part of the solution to the problem - and this was just - an' in fact 

I'm workin' - I was workin' in my lab late tonight and found out this was declassified  and what I'm about to tell you has only been told twice: once to my wife, and once to our board of directors, in a secret meeting.  Anyhow, I've received an e-mail tonight - this is no longer classified - so I'm tellin' the story -

George: Okay.

Caller:  I can't believe it myself - it's the strangest thing that ever happened to me.  And I gotta tell ya... I been to Area 51, and I've seen some strange stuff, but I never saw anything like this. Okay?

So they take us into this room - there are 12 of us guys.  And, we're never allowed to exchange names.  No information, and they took us into this one room where there were 12 seats.  No tables, and a man... walked... this is so strange I can't even believe it myself:

A man walked out of the wall.

George:  A man walked... out of the wall?

Caller:  Out of a polished... wall.

George:  A human being?

Caller:  A human being.

George:  Okay.

Caller: - Wait a minute - it gets - it gets weirder.

This man identified himself as Robert Julius Oppenheimer.  He gave a six minute lecture.. on Cesium 235 element.  Turned around walked back into the wall.  

Name:  Julius Robert Oppenheimer

Occupation:

Academic, Engineer, Physicst

Birth Date:  April 22, 1904

Death Date:  February 18, 1967

Eduction:  Harvard University

Gottingen University

 Worked on the Manhattan Project

Four armed guards came in - moved us out... took us into a corridor ... put us on a blue bus with blacked out windows and, we went.  And, we came out of the place - it was night time and went to an airport -- we're in Nevada.  And I went in I know... I went in in California.  But we came out in Nevada. 

Now as we were driving away and it was night time... as we were leaving this... facility there were red lights.  And I could see these red lights moving.  And the only thing I could think, it was the side of the mountain moving. 

And - well the projects declassified now, so I told the story twice.. I don't know, maybe there's -

George:  Now, and what year was this?

Caller:  This was 1989.  Janu - uh December 1990.

George:  When did Oppenheimer die?

Caller:  I believe 1952.  (Actually it was 1967)

George:  That's what I thought, it was waaay before this.

Caller:  That's and uh, we were - woo woo I - I never... as we were never introduced to one another - uh, we were told that the project was classified - we eventually solved... the problem.  I've never seen any of these people... again.  Never having contact from anybody.  But I was read the security act of 1971 and instructed by an under secretary that if anyone ever contacts me that I had to report that to the Department of Defense.

George:  Whatta you think the significance was of Oppenheimer walking through the wall, for crying out-loud?

Caller:  George... I gotta tell you this... Your people, and your listeners is really my link to sanity and reality, because there is time travel.  I'm convinced.  There has to be.  How else would this guy walk through a granite wall.  And I'm no dummy.  I've got five college degrees and I don't drink, and I don't use drugs - and I know what the heck I saw.  I know what these other guys saw.

George: I wish - and I would've given my right arm now, not really, but I would loved to have been there.  

The week's up.  George thanks the producers and the show goes out with the usual end theme playing.