GOLDEN BEING

The following is from Brian Vike, Houston, BC Canada, UFO Center. Thank you Brian!
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I was a regular 17 year old and it was a late winter morning in 1993. I woke up feeling very good and happy. At first everything seemed a little foggy as if I was sleeping very deeply and was not yet fully awake. But it was a comfy happy groggy feeling. As I lay in bed coming to full consciousness I remembered what I thought at first was a dream, only it was unlike anything I had ever dreamt as the memory was so real.

I remembered a golden being standing to my left, hairless like the Hollywood aliens on TV, but taller with very beautiful large brown eyes and golden glowing skin. I was lying naked (I do sleep this way) on a silver table in a room such as I have never seen before or again.

I'm not sure if the floor was the same as the walls as I could not see the floor from where I was lying. The walls were a deep shade of pink mixed with peach. The only thing I can relate the material to is some sort of flexible membranous tissue. There was slight movement from the walls as I watched as they seemed to bend and flex gently much like the rhythm of breath. The walls were very relaxing to watch and were glowing as if completely alive or part of some larger structure. There was a little spot to the left but almost directly in front of me where the wall went over leaving a doorway into this strange room. I could see more of these same walls through the doorway that I would estimate to be at least five feet tall, probably six. However well I can guestimate to this day I am not a scientist so I cannot be entirely sure. I know that I am 5' 9 and this being appeared to be within a few inches either way of my own height.

I was aware then of the being's hands moving gently over the top half of my exposed body (my hips and lower were covered with a white sheet (?) that was draped over me). I sensed that I was being examined or scanned in some way and I shifted my focus to the being.

It is important to know that in no way was I at that time afraid or even the least concerned. Looking back it is like I was tranquilized for I truly had no concern that I should find myself in such strange surroundings and with a being who was very much unknown to me.

The being's arms were long and slender. The hands were similar to ours in the way that there was what could be called a thumb, only it was longer than a human thumb would be. There were three fingers after the thumb and these were long and slender as well. I could not see any fingernails, hair or indication of. The fingers were over my right breast when I heard a distinct voice in my head say, "A lump, it's hard here. Cancer?" I immediately thought "No, I've been working out," and I mentally saw our family weight bench at home. I knew then by the voice and energy of this being that it was a male although I at no time saw any physical indication. Although he appeared to be clad in only his skin, his body was devoid of sex, even nipples. He looked then into my eyes and I saw that he was smiling. There was so much kindness and wisdom in his huge milk chocolate eyes. The entire eye was brown. There might have been a black pupil within, but I did not see it for I was lost in the overwhelming emotion and deepness of the complete eye. There were no eyelashes but there was an upper lid for blinking. I felt very much in awe at that moment for this beautiful golden glowing being and this peaceful place. It was like I had woken up there and then woke up again at home in my own bed feeling relaxed, rested and wonderful.

Slowly the nice feeling wore off as the memory replayed again and again. Physically I became shaky and my mind began to race. The being, his eyes, the radiance of the strange place and the beautiful feeling I was left with all felt so real that I was left with little doubt it had been a dream. I felt lost and sad for what was I to say?

To keep my own sanity I eventually got myself to believe it had been some amazingly real dream until just over a year later something similar happened, only this time I was conscious through the entire event. The first experience was beautiful, but the succeeding experience I would have a year later would scare me for years. The next experience happened with a different species, a smaller type that has the strangest dark skin.

I have had some marks, well cuts I came back with that were impossible for me to achieve by myself asleep. I also have two scars, one on the right side of my chest and one on my thigh. It is a circle type scar with five circles inside. The weirdest thing is that my son has this same scar on the back of his neck, since birth.

The last time I remember being taken was when I was approximately six months pregnant. They seemed to have taken extra care to make sure I was all right because when I woke the first thing I saw was their ship over the neighbors and then three shadows. I went to the window in time to see the three little Greys walking away.

I have seen about eight different species so far and as much as I have experienced and seen leads me to think they are like us; some are good and some have other plans. However, I have only had a run in with the not so nice ones once.

THE NIGHT THE ALIENS CALLED ON JOHN LENNON

By Uri Geller

We were eating in a restaurant in New York City, Yoko was with us, so this was after their big breakup and reconciliation. Yoko was expecting their child, Sean, and John was excited -- he was going to love this baby day and night: feed him, change him, teach him to talk, teach him to love music.

He did all of that. And he was going to watch him grow into adolescence, through the tumbles from bicycles and terrors of schooldays, from reading to dating to college. He never got to do that. John started talking about UFOs.

He said he believed life existed on other planets, that it had visited us, that maybe it was observing us right now. He took me to a quieter, darker table, lit a cigarette and pointed its glowing tip at my face.

"You believe in this stuff, right?" he asked me. "Well, you ain't f___in' gonna believe this."

"About six months ago, I was asleep in my bed, with Yoko, at home, in the Dakota Building. And suddenly, I wasn't asleep. Because there was this blazing light round the door. It was shining through the cracks and the keyhole, like someone was out there with searchlights, or the apartment was on fire.

"That was what I thought -- intruders, or fire. I leapt out of bed, and Yoko wasn't awake at all, she was lying there like a stone, and I pulled open the door. There were these four people out there."

"Fans?" I asked him.

"Well, they didn't want my autograph. They were like, little. Bug-like. Big bug eyes and little bug mouths and they were scuttling at me like roaches."

He broke off and stared at me.

"I've told this to two other people, right? One was Yoko, and she believes me. She says she doesn't understand it, but she knows I didn't lie to her. I told one other person, and she didn't believe me.

"She laughed it off, and then she said I must have been high. Well, I've been high, I mean right out of it, a lot of times, and I never saw anything on acid that was as weird as those f___in' bugs, man.

"I was straight that night. I wasn't dreaming and I wasn't tripping. There were these creatures, like people but not like people, in my apartment."

"What did they do to you?" Lennon swore again. "How do you know they did anything to me, man?" "Because they must have come for a reason."

"Your're right. They did something. But I don't know what it was. I tried to throw them out, but, when I took a step towards them, they kind of pushed me back. I mean, they didn't touch me. It was like they just willed me. Pushed me with willpower and telepathy."

"And then what?"

"I don't know. Something happened. Don't ask me what. Either I've forgotten, blocked it out, or they won't let me remember. But after a while they weren't there and I was just lying on the bed, next to Yoko, only I was on the covers.

"And she woke up and looked at me and asked what was wrong. I couldn't tell her at first. But I had this thing in my hands. They gave it to me."

"What was it?" Lennon dug into his jeans pocket. "I've been carrying it round ever since, wanting to ask somebody the same question. You have it. Maybe you'll know."

"I took the metal, egg-like object and turned it over in the dim light. It seemed solid and smooth, and I could make out no markings. "I've never seen anything like it."

"Keep it." John told me. "It's too weird for me. If it's my ticket to another planet, I don't want to go there."

When we first met on November 28, 1974 he was suffering terribly from his separation from Yoko. His drug abuse, and drinking, linked to the sorrow of Yoko's recent miscarriage, had driven them apart, and John desperately wanted to mend the relationship.

He just didn't know how to make the first move. The night Lennon and I were introduced, Elton John was playing at Madison Square Gardens. Elton was trying to persuade the ex-Beatle to get up on stage with him, and John was torn -- he wanted to perform but he was scared.

Finally he turned to me and offered a deal, as though I were a negotiator sent by God: "I'll sing," he said, "but you have to make Yoko call me."

Like all of John's jokes, this one was a plea from the heart, wrapped in a sardonic quip. Yoko phoned John out of the blue, 36 hours later. I think John always believed I had beamed a mind-control ray at her. For my part, I think that of all the synchronicities that have shaped my life, that was one of the strangest.

Now, 24 years on, when I hold the cold, metal egg in my fist, I have a strong sensation that John knew more about this object than he told me. Maybe it didn't come with an instruction manual, but I think John knew what it was for.

And whatever that purpose was -- communication? healing? a first-class intergalactic ticket? -- it scared him. I wish I could have warned him... that however scary aliens seem, it's the humans you have to fear.

REPTILIANS

THE REPTILIANS WILL SURFACE VERY SOON
Excerpted from God Like Productions web site

I hardly ever post at GLP, but when I do you can take it to the bank that I have something to say of import and backed by non related sources. We are approaching some very strange and some rather bazaar times. The planet has been virtually controlled by a very ancient class of entities from the Constellation Draco who settled here on Earth 300,000 years ago in what we call today, "Lemuria." They have remained here and consider this planet their own. They are the reason for the dragon myths of ancient times as well as being spoken of in Genesis referencing the serpent race.

They were banished underground by the Atlantians, who came from a different star system and who look like us simply because we are direct descendants of them. The reptilian race have remained underground ever since. The higher echelon of the reptilians are very aggressive and have wings, thus giving rise to such things as the Mothman legends of West Virginia.

The reptilians have overseen many of our wars and have assisted our secret government in such projects as the mind control projects of Montauk, an underground facility of 8, some say 9, levels at the end of Long Island. This facility is but one of many deep underground facilities where deep black projects are underway involving genetic experiments, time travel, mind control, and weaponry to be used against aliens at war against the reptilian/grey union here on Terra Firma.

The purpose of this post is to alert you to the fact that the reptilians have directed movie scenarios in the past to prepare us for their reappearance back on the surface! They will appear in mass in the near future as our overt overlords in the New World Order fascist regime being readied now by their hybrid descendants spoken of by David Icke as "reptilian shape shifters."

These shape shifters are a royal bloodline, actually several bloodlines emerging from the biblical Nephilim, that maintain their human appearance by means of a very evil and terrifying way you can read about on Icke's website. You can bet that the Bush's are of this bloodline. Most of our recent presidents have been from this bloodline. They are all part of the super elite that have been promised a role of leadership in the forming totalitarian police state ruled by the alien Illuminati.

I will expect most readers of this thread to call me whacko and worse, but when the reptilians begin to surface and live among us, remember this post and the fact that you are THEIR slaves.

Peace and Light to you all
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Author unknown

TRANSFERENCE - READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION

A MOST BIZARRE HAPPENING IN UFOLOGY

By Aileen

In March 2004 an incident relating to an abduction took place that was beyond comprehension. As far as I know, this is a first.

At first my friend, and I, who is a UFO researcher, decided never to reveal what happened but because I think that we should look at all aspects of UFOlogy, I conferred with him and we both decided I should reveal the contents, but not the names or places to protect those involved.

There are two accounts interwoven in this case. The witness has a theory that we are not bodies of life but rather centers of energy contained within those bodies of life and the ETs know how to transfer that energy. It is very complex.

The person that had this happen to himself believes he was "saved" because he had a prior motorcycle accident. He had a titanium plate put in his head. He believes the titanium in his head neutralized whatever means the ETs are using.

The guy said he was abducted and was on what he assumed was a ship. He said they seemed to be trying to perform a procedure on his... he wasn't sure what they were doing... but whatever it was didn't seem to be working. He said he saw other people there, many were children. They looked like ordinary people you see in every day life. They were all fully clothed and remained such at all times, unlike the stories of all the probing many people claim, no one was ever stripped or anything like that.

At one point they made him lie on a platform and they strapped him in. His head was put in a small cylinder-type-thing. It was like an MRI machine except that the machine looked more like one of those hair dryers you see in a beauty salon where only your head goes inside.

He could see "them" wheeling in a cage that had two girls in it. Both appeared about 13 or 14. Both girls were clothed fully in regular clothes, jeans and T-shirt, both looked very scared. One of the girls was led from the cage to another platform next to him and strapped in just like he was.

He then heard a humming in his "head capsule" but nothing really happened. This went on about a half a dozen times over a half hour, but nothing he could notice happened. They came over and unstrapped him. He didn't realize until later that the titanium plate in his head probably had something to do with it, preventing what they were doing.

The guy was led to a separate cage and put into it and they locked it. The other girl still in the cage called to her friend to see if she was OK. The girl replied "yes, what happened?" The girl still in the cage said, "I don't know what's happening."

The guy said about 10 minutes passed, then a couple of ETs adjusted the cylinder on the platform his head had been in and made it upright vertical while leaving the actual platform horizontal. In a few minutes after that they returned with a small glass tank full of water. They put the tank on the gurney like platform as one of them stepped away. He said he could see a fish in the tank, he wasn't sure what kind, but it was about a foot and a half long, maybe a pike he said. He watched as they lowered the cylinder completely over the tank and stepped away.

Then the humming started again. He said as it did, he could see the other girl's body tense up. Her hands and fingers straining against the wrist straps. Her toes bending forward. He said you could see her body straining against the restraints holding her down. She didn't scream but he said it almost looked like someone being electrocuted. After about a minute the girl's body relaxed completely. The humming stopped and they went over to unrestrain her. The other girl still in the cage called out to her friend but the girl didn't answer back.

They sat the girl up. She looked totally out of it. She was drooling and a gurgling was coming out of her. She had a blank look on her face and didn't even look over at her friend when she called her. She didn't seem to be able to move, like she was numb. She looked like a vegetable.

Next they went to the other side and lifted the cylinder off from around the tank the fish was in. It was moving but looked like it had forgotten how to swim. Very uncoordinated and seemed to be unable to stay upright.

The guy said after seeing the girl and this fish act the way they were that both her and the other girl in the cage realized that the ETs had swapped the girl with the fish and that the girl was now in the fish.

The girl in the cage started screaming at them crying about her friend. Crying out "change her back." The girl in the fish seemed to be having a hard time adjusting, totally disorientated. I can only imagine what was going through her mind in that tank.

They left the room. A few minutes later they returned and escorted the other girl out of her cage. She was struggling with them, but they seemed very strong. They put her on the gurney her friend had been on and strapped her in. The girl was screaming and crying trying to get out of it. They seemed average sized 13-14 year olds/maybe 5' 2" 110 pounds. One seemed a little bigger and more developed than the other.

The ETs then wheeled in another tank with what seemed like the exact same kind of fish as before. The girl started screaming at the top of her lungs when she saw it. He said the girls screams were a little muffled by the cylinder but he said it was heartbreaking to watch. She was screaming, "No, I don't want to be a fish" over and over. Then the humming started and the girl's screams stopped as soon as it did. It was a rerun of before. Same thing with a zombie for a human and the girl in the fish struggling to adjust to her new body.

He said he watched four other humans go through it including a mother and daughter. The mother watched as they swapped her daughter's mind into a lobster. They put the lobster into an aquarium. Then as she screamed about what they did to her daughter, the mother was swapped with a coral snake.

A young boy and girl of about 10 were both swapped with chickens.

He was shown later pictures of missing people and asked if any were the ones he saw. He picked out the mother and daughter. It is listed as a noncustodial abduction by the mother after she never returned with her daughter after her visitation time was over. The government has it listed that way but the guy is 100% positive that those two are two of the ones he saw.

He just has a hard time seeing that little girl knowing that she is going out of her mind in the body of a lobster right now, never to be heard from again. I wonder sometimes what is going through her mind right now. She must be scared. It must be hell for her, learning to adjust to having 6 legs and 2 claws.

This is the beginning. They are using mostly women and children right now. They are the most vulnerable and offer the least resistance.

It's possible some of the experiments are botanical, meaning some humans may be being converted to plants or trees. He said the plan is to eventually take over and inhabit our planet. What species on earth stands in the way of that?? They don't want a bloody war which damages the planet and cost their own lives, but rather a "Trojan Horse" approach. It's bloodless. No loss of life -- only a transference of it, no humans will be killed, only converted to some other non threatening species.

They have unlocked what life really is -- energy -- and know how to transfer it. They fear man for only one reason. What sets man apart from all other species? Intelligence. How do you neutralize that intelligence? You create a situation where man is unable to utilize his intelligence. If man's intelligence is neutralized, the rest is easy. The ETs have to neutralize the intelligence to win. It's done by trapping that intelligence inside a physical characteristic that does not allow him to utilize it.

Man has learned how to manufacture a nuclear weapon and the necessary intelligence to do so. Is there a man alive today that could build a nuclear weapon if he had the intelligence, IF ... his mind was stuck in the body of a fish? A chicken? A snake? He wouldn't even be able to fire a gun, much less wage a war of resistance.

The Government may, or may not, know what's going on, but even supposing they did, what could they do about it? We're talking about beings that turned two 14 year old girls into fish. How do you combat that? If they could transfer minds, I am sure they have defenses for any other weapon we have. They want the planet. But rather than kill us, they are giving us an alternative, not that it's a pleasant alternative. It is apparent they know more than we do. Would you ask a dog for advice?

Well, poor _____ _____ is a lobster now and her mother is a snake and I believe it's only a matter of time before the human race joins her fate. It just makes such perfect sense now that I think about it. This happened a year ago in late March. Maybe this was an early test. By now who knows what they have perfected.
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The other case is a carbon copy of this one but in this incident a 6 foot tall 19 year old man was transferred into his 13 year old sister's body. It was when he was looking for help that he was told about the other case.

He was told that in the other case it all came out under regressive hypnosis just like the man had explained before the regression.

The young man, now a young woman, was freaking out because his breasts were growing and he said it was embarrassing. Feels so weird. Said he feels like a freak. A guy with breasts. Said he would love to do something as simple as peeing standing up again and have his own clothes fit and not have to wear girls jeans.

When asked his present sense of mind he said when he was around people he appeared generally happy, especially the family. When he is alone during the day sometimes he feels vulnerable. He feels small and puny. He feels like a guinea pig. He is going to lie low for a while. Hopefully they stay away. Being a girl sucks, but being a fish has got to be hell. I don't want to end up in an aquarium if I don't have to.

"I'm still thinking of those people, the dreams those girls had taken from them. They are stuck in a pool of water unable to even call for help. I wonder what is going through their minds right now? They must feel helpless. Four down - 6 billion to go. What kind of hell is the 10 year old girl goring through ... one minute being with her friends... the next day laying eggs as a chicken? Make me shudder and feel nauseous. It will be tough for me to go near our aquarium anytime soon."

When asked what he does in his spare time he said he walked to the 7-11 and some high school boys were whistling at him. He felt scared. The guys had a bad reputation. He has one worry and that is of being raped! My sister is very pretty (meaning himself as a girl).

He has a hard time even going to the supermarket now seeing the live lobster tank at the fish department sends chills through him wondering if they are all really lobsters or if one is the daughter of that woman doomed to end up on someone's dinner plate.

Where this young man/girl lives is close to a large city. Their back yard is wooded with trees. What he and his sister saw were just lights descending over the trees. There's somewhat of a clearing a few hundred feet back. It appears that he and his sister do not remember anything else. They woke up to realize that he and his sister's body were switched! So now the young man who was previous to March last year a 6 foot plus man now exists/lives in his 13 year old, 4' 10" sister's body. His sister has to go to his job for him not knowing how to do it.

I think you all will agree this is the most bizarre abduction case we have heard of yet and one to be aware of and learn by.

LITTLE GREEN MEN

UFOs: Thinking About Little Green Men Again
RR. Lee
May 6, 2006

It’s a part of American folklore; the phrase "Little Green Men." We say that we “don't believe in little green men,” or ask, jokingly, “do you believe in little green men?” Many pieces on UFOs from non-UFO writers -- puff pieces on the local UFO sighting-- use the phrase “little green men” in the first paragraph, often the first sentence, and it’s almost always dismissive of anything to do with UFOs, ETs, or other weirdness. We see little green men in cartoons, the comics, popular culture. We equate little green men with aliens from Mars, ETs from space.

Googling ‘ufo encounters little green men,’ with variations, led to a handful of links, (but few on the origins of the term) but I did find some accounts of little green men encounters:In Argentina, the summer of 2002, a green entity was seen. This sighting corresponded with cattle mutilations in the area; no UFO is associated with this story.

The presence of a 'dwarf' or 'green midget' wandering the backyards of many neighborhoods in General Acha," a small city in Argentina's La Pampa province about 400 kilometers (250 miles) southwest of Buenos Aires, has been the latest subject of conversation. It appears to be a short green entity which runs away with haste when detected."

Australia, 1948: a lady and her sister were putting out the dog when they became aware of a very bright light. As it moved away they could see "little green men: sitting on a ledge on the side. As they pulled the bags down from over their heads they saw a dark, mossy green face only about arm's length away. Really frightened, one of the girls pulled the sleeping bag over her head, and when she looked out again in a few minutes, the being was gone.

The other girl's account said they were lying on their backs trying to get to sleep and staring up at the ceiling when all of a sudden they both saw this green face. She watched it for about 45 seconds, "and then it just, went away". Asked if it just vanished like it was a slide from a projector or something, she said, no, it wasn't like that. It was just like a real face, but it was green in color and it was looking at them.

Location. Gomaendrod, Hungary -- Date: November 13 1989 a man saw “two green humanoids” that shot him with something that paralyzed him. Not known if UFOs were involved.

So there are reports of encounters with green humanoid type beings. They don’t seem to be as common as the other types of sightings, certainly not as ubiquitous as the grays (who seem to be more of a chalky white than a gray. . .) On the other hand, these reports of green aliens do exist, and maybe aren’t quite as unusual as the standard UFO lore tells us. Even if some UFO reports contain a few references to specifically green humanoid type aliens, aliens, as a whole, don’t seem to be green. The number of encounters with green beings is much less than encounters of other types. But are these extraterrestrials from outer space, or another kind of entity? It’s possible that some are, and some aren’t. Maybe there’s a connection among them (other than being green) maybe there isn’t.

Is our use of the term “little green men” a remnant of memory of our past encounters of these green beings? Where did the term come from? If we don’t see as many of these green beings as the saying justifies, and the majority of sightings of ET aren’t green, why, and how, did the term come to be in the first place? Larry Hatch’s UFO FAQ gives a short answer; mainly, that it’s origins are “obscure.” Seems to be. . .I’m not the first to think on the origin of the term little green men, or the last, but it’s fun to revisit the question every so often.

The quest for the origin of the term ‘little green men’ has come up many times over the years in UFOlogy, with several intriguing ideas presented as the answer. Fairy lore origins, for one, as Jacque Vallee as well others have suggested. Green small human type beings could be a carry over of folklore from other countries of encounters with earth bound entities. (fairies, goblins, elves, little people, etc.) Maybe the term little green men is a way for us to defuse the mysterious. By making them little they’re less of a threat. The word men, or man, implies humans; not the oversized aggressive reptilians, or monster movie gigantic insects, as some ET reports tell us. A small human image invoked when discussing weird things gives us a sense of security. Of course, the grays don’t seem to be particularly non-threatening, (nor are they warm and fuzzy) and they’re on the small side. (though tall ones have been seen.) Still, we typically tend to think of small as being non-threatening.

I had an encounter, of sorts, with a green being. It was in that frustrating nebulous realm of “reality” but not in the standard way. Well, not standard for most things; on the other hand, seems about right for a high strangeness green being episode. I doubt this was in any way connected with UFOs, or that the green being was an extraterrestrial, but he was definitely alien. I wrote about it in my Trickster’s Realm column for the Binnall of America website a few weeks ago.

What I find interesting, aside from the search for the origins of the term, is the consistent use of the term, given the juxtaposition of contrasting encounters and belief. (small vs. large, green vs. gray or non-gray, etc.) There are hundreds of reports of both small and tall gray (non-green) aliens, associated with UFOs, that share consistencies. Contrast this with the fact there are far fewer reports of little green men -- whether associated with UFOs or not - and their only consistency seems to be their high strangeness factor and inconsistency. (Of course, in a broader way, the latter can be said of UFOs in general.) Yet the term “little green men” is used to describe aliens from space, as if they are a frequent and well -known phenomena on one level, while at the same time, the phrase is used almost always to ridicule, because no such thing can exist.

Meanwhile, people all over the world are experiencing not only UFO sightings, but encounters with humanoid beings that are likely extraterrestrial.

PALENQUE, MEXICO

A Solid Oblong Craft Hovers Above Witnesses

Date: 1996
Time: 4:00 or 4.30 a.m.

HBCC UFO Research Note: Permission was given to keep the names in this report.

I greatly appreciate what you do in this whole complex and dynamic field of interest. For years I have been interested in the so called UFO phenomena (I'm 26) and have probably discussed the issues a million times with many people and enjoy the different perspectives people have.

To be as brief as possible, I live in New Zealand and my father who is a professional director of photography was filming a BBC series called "Spirits of the Jaguar" back in 96' when he along with 2 or 3 others had the sighting. What really blows me away about the sighting is the location it was in (Palenque, Mexico) and the apparent interest the UFO had either in the people viewing it or King Pacals tomb/pyramid. Basically, they were setting up their equipment, camera etc for the day shoot. It was only 4:00 or 4:30 am so still dark, so unfortunately there was no way of filming the event.

After realizing there was a small light on the horizon over the jungle in Palenque my father and others become curious as it was a little unusual, although at first they speculated it could be some kind of micro-light craft. Eventually the light came silently zigzagging towards them. Now at this stage they were directly at the bottom of the Temple of Inscriptions setting up. As the light came closer it suddenly sped up if I recall correctly and zoomed towards their position, where it "stopped on a dime" in my fathers words. Now keep in mind as far as my father was concerned UFO's were only something his son talked and read about all the time.

He had no belief what so ever in their existence and never really looked at the evidence, despite my pleas! Now this light had stopped directly above them (or perhaps above the temple itself) and it's luminescence went out to reveal a solid oblong kind of shape, perhaps a couple thousand feet up and perhaps the size of a large truck, but I'm not 100% sure about that. My father described it as pretty much brick like. After a few moments of awe and confusion amongst the watchers the crafts light came back on and it shot off to the horizon again at a seemingly impossible speed, all the while completely silent! I believe the light was pretty much the entire craft glowing (propulsion system effect?)

One of the things my father still finds hard to fathom is the complete silence of the craft as it shot off at lightning speed. Now I suppose we could speculate on many explanations for this crafts interest in this area, or perhaps it was simply interested in checking out what these humans were doing up so early? Who knows, but it doesn't seem particularly explainable as far as US military black projects go but who really knows? If you would like to discuss this further I would be most happy to.

Thanks so much for reading this and doing all the work you do to keep people informed about a subject that we both know should really receive much more attention.Take care and all the best for you and your loved ones.

Elliot Lemmon
P.S. - Please feel free to use our real names if you would like to post this anywhere.

Additional Information:

Hi Brian, thanks very much for your reply. I am in the process of getting a more accurate time line for this sighting by my father. He's just not sure what shoot it was at this stage as he traveled to and from Mexico a few times that year. As soon as I know I'll send you more info. The only date I have is 1996, I will surely have it down to a month in a couple days but not sure I can get any more accurate than that unfortunately.

It would be fascinating to hear if any other sightings happened around that time with similar shaped objects. I've certainly kept my eyes and ears open for any reportings of oblong type shapes since, of which there haven't been too many.

Feel free to post this report on your website. Many thanks for your efforts. I'll be in touch ASAP.

Thank you to Elliot Lemmon for this very interesting report.
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And thank you Brian Vike for sharing.

I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!

In 1975 we built a house out in the country. We saw UFOs all the time. My second son dreamed that he was taken to a base for UFOs. My daughter and her friend talked to a UFO.

Most notably, my oldest son, who is also fascinated by the lore of UFOs, and I were standing at the end of our front walk watching the sky about midnight. I believe we were looking at the Persiads meteor shower, dating this event to August of 1976. A UFO of very large proportions arose from a field about a mile in front of us. It rose slowly and quietly until it was directly over our house, and therefore us. Suddenly its lights went out and it disappeared.

On reading your book, I realized my irrational behavior. Fascinated as I've always been with UFOs, I remember turning and running into the house so that I could get to a second story window to get a better view. I always considered this very stupid behavior until I read your book (The Communion Letters). Now I realize I may have done nothing of the kind.

The second incident that I've always considered as a "close encounter" occurred on the night of January 27, 1977. On this night, my youngest son's birthday, my oldest son (again) and I were in the library talking. All the other children were asleep except the aforementioned daughter. She was reading in her bed. It was approximately 11:00 PM. At least I remember that was the time. I had told Mark that it was time for us to go to bed. He had already gone upstairs and was preparing for bed. I started out of the library, and my attention was drawn to the window in the foyer. I remember my intention of going over and looking out the window. (I always look up when I look out). I started to take a step when there was a brilliant flash of light. It lasted a very long time. Before I could move, when it was over, my son exploded out of his room at the top of the stairs, and my daughter came pounding down the upstairs hallway toward the stairs. They were both demanding to know the same thing, "What was that?" I walked the approximately ten feet to the window and saw nothing. We went into the kitchen to make cocoa, and to discuss the happening. This is what we discovered: we had lost upward of an hour of time. Where did it go?

The only person in our family who has seen people was my youngest son. All his life (he is now 18) he has been visited by "three wise men." I asked him about it the other night, and he was as reticent to discuss it as he always has been. At first he wouldn't answer my question, "Did he still see them?" Finally he shrugged and said, "Yes." I asked what they looked like, he fidgeted and finally said, "They are the three wise men, okay? Just leave me alone, I don't want to talk about it!" And that was the end of that.

I was astonished when I realized I had also seen three elves (?) one night in late August 1968. I was recovering from a stay in the hospital, and enjoying the quiet of my in-laws house while they were in Florida. Three little men came and poked at me to wake up and turn over on my back. I kept saying, "Go away, I'm sleepy." They ran up and down my back. I said, "Okay, I give up. I'll turn over." They peeled back the air like the page of an extra large book, and took me to see a house. When it was over, I asked the purpose of the exercise. They said, "So that you will know it when you see it," and they were gone.

I have a child that is the product of a pregnancy that disappeared at five months. For the disappearing pregnancy I did not go to the doctor. I 'knew' that it would disappear. How I knew, I don't know. And I may be pregnant now, the product of a fascinating 'dream.' I sincerely hope I am not, but if I am, I am.

On February 22, 1988, I had a very strange dream. I dreamed that I had to go see Uncle so-and-so to see if it was all right for the child to come. So I went to Uncle so-and-so (I don't remember a name). He lived very high up in an apartment building. He lived in a little one room bed-sitting room, very small, very messy. He said he had to talk to somebody to see if it was okay for me. He looked like a little gnome, with a bald head, a sparse fringe of gray hair, and large twinkling eyes. He smiled easily. He went though a door at the back of his room where there hadn't been a door before. I waited, then giving in to my natural curiosity, I went though the door. I was in what seemed to be a very old mansion. I wandered around and saw a school room, a library with a rose window, and a dining room with a very large dining table. What this has to do with it, if anything, I don't know. I was standing looking at the rose window when Uncle found me and exclaimed that I had found my way in. He said that it was all right for me to come in. I was to follow him to another room. This room looked very much like a doctor's examination room. There was a male there, and two females. I don't remember a whole lot of what happened next. I remember them bending me over a table so that my bare bottom was exposed. I don't remember undressing. They introduced something into me, and I felt a tremendous pressure. Then they started to put, like, electrodes on my bottom and my spine. They told me they were going to do it. I said to them, "I just don't want you to hurt me." They said that it would not hurt, but they wanted me to tell them what I saw. I don't know; that's all I remember. When I woke up and started to walk around, I felt like a virgin on her honeymoon. It came back with a rush, clearly and concisely.

I have found one other person with a memory of a similar place as mine. She remembers only the place which we call "The Planet of Light, or "The Crystal Planet." I was telling her of my memory and she said, "Wait, don't tell me. Let me tell you what it looked like." It was the same.

I want to tell you that my "impossible" pregnancy produced a daughter who looks very much like a modern-day Ishtar. When she was first born, I asked the doctor if she was Mongoloid, because of the slant of her eyes. At 22, she has large slanting green eyes, and her beauty has been compared to that of Helen of Troy.
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Excerpted from "The Communion Letters" by Whitley Strieber.

SOMETHING DIFFERENT TODAY

Louis Famoso

The following is a "Life After Death" (LAD) experience of Louis Famoso in the year of Our Lord 1963, from a car accident.

I felt a little cramped with my head presses against the roof of the Fairlane and then I looked down to see the three girls crying and shouting hysterically to the driver to hurry up, when it hit me, "WOW, that's me on their laps and there's nobody home!"

I'm looking at what was left of my poor, crumpled Mustang from out the window. The other me is just laying there without a care. I tried to tell the girls I was alright and they could stop the crying and slow down a bit. I reached for the driver to get her attention and she turned her head slightly toward me. She seemed to be talking to the girl holding my other head and not to me. She was saying that she was going as fast as this 8 banger would go.

I looked at the 110 on the speedometer and thought, "Well hell, I could go through another crash again. That last one was now a piece of cake but I don't know about that other me laying on the girls laps. He looks in pretty bad shape even to me.

I felt no pain, no fear and I was with five girls speeding down the highway, me and me. What a night so far!

It's a good thing the girls had a base sticker on their car because the guard at the gate barely had time to wave them through. They were way ahead of him and through the gate in a flash, shouting to him that they were going to the hospital. I kind of chuckled and waved to him out the back window as we flew bye but he never waved back.

When we pulled up to the hospital, both girls in the front ran out like it was a relay race and they hit the doors running. I started to get out and headed for the swinging doors when they were back already with two corpsman and a gurney. I stepped aside to watch them load that other me on it and as they whisked him away, I watched the other three girls compose themselves. All five headed toward the emergency room.

I decided to follow since no one seemed to notice me and I wanted to see what all the commotion was about.

There were nurses and corpsmen and a doctor all fussing about and a couple of the girls were at the front desk giving information about me to the desk clerk while the rest of them were pressing their noses against the operating room windows. I walked down the corridor and looked at some of the people sitting on the benches and chairs, apparently waiting their turn to be attended to, but there was the other me at the head of the line, so I excused myself and headed there also.

I walked straight through the doors and walked around the doctor and nurses who were tearing off my clothes and swabbing me down. The doctor noticed the large hole in the side of my head and was cleaning it up when the corpsman, that was standing toward my side, asked if he could stitch up the gash on my hand. The doctor said it would be OK since he [the doctor] didn't think I would make it anyway.

He said something about having to put a "plate" in my head but that I had lost a tremendous amount of blood and didn't know if I would survive much longer. The nurse asked if she should have the base Chaplin standby, so the doctor lifted my dog tags.

When he read "Agnostic" and Blood type "O neg," he said " I don't think this kid would care but you can call him if you want!"

I thought that was a bit insensitive, and I wasn't happy about a corpsman practicing on my hand either. I thought to myself, "I should lodge a complaint," but just as those thoughts flickered past, I started to float up toward the ceiling.

It finally hit me that I could see myself on the table being operated on desperately and I could now see the me that was mostly translucent floating above it all.

I looked around as I floated higher and higher and noticed the dirt and dust on the florescent lights in the operating room and thought, "Somebody's going to hear about this too."

I heard the doctor say, "Tag`n`bag him. We're not going to need that plate nurse. Corpsman, are you done on that hand?"

"Yes sir," he replied.

The doctor said, "Fine, sheet him for now son."

I knew what was going on just then to the me I knew. But I wasn't ready for what was about to happen to the "me" I now was.

I was about to attempt to reach the girls that were now crying and hugging each other but instead of going forward. I was being pulled backward and upward. I had no sense of fear, none of loss. Actually, all I felt was wonderment and curiosity and an anticipation of what was to come.

I entered what I thought looked like the Holland tunnel without the cars and traffic and the ability to see what looked like light at its end. It was dark but not black. The path was slightly illuminated from what I thought to be the sunlight shining from the other end.

As I was being drawn toward the lighted end of the tunnel, I carefully looked around, even squinting to see into the darker recesses.

I passed what I thought to be very religious men doing what they would do when praying to their GODS. They were all dressed in their finest garbs, robes, togas, head dresses, loin cloths and the like. Most of them were off to the sides of the tunnel, but one of them, that I seemed to float right over, looked oriental with a long grayish Fu Man Chu, sitting there in the middle of the tunnel with his hands clasped and his feet crossed.

Since I had just completed two tours "in country," I figured he must represent the last of the religions I sought to make my own. I was raised Catholic but withdrew from that faith at an early age and delved into many others from the Mian to Koran to Hopi as well as all North and South American Native beliefs. It looked like they were all represented here.

When I floated past the monk just below me, I thought he could actually see me because it appeared like he began to smile a smile of passage. All the other religious men were mumbling sounds of prayer and were moving their arms about as if making gestures of a blessing. I wasn't sure if they were blessing me or the tunnel. I noticed none of them were actually standing or sitting in the tunnel but appeared to be levitated. I wanted to stop and speak with some of them, maybe ask a few questions like who they were and how long have they been here, but I was being whisked away toward the light.

I saw wisps of smoke I believed to be incense. It came from all portions of the great tunnel from one end to the other. I could see and smell, but I had yet to have the sensation of touch since my feet were never touching the tunnels floor. I seemed to be traveling squarely in the center as I drifted toward the end. The closer I got to the end of the tunnel, the brighter things got, and as I neared the end, it was like coming face to face with a huge canvas that was just recently blazed in the brightest white of whites. An empty canvas, ready to be painted upon and I awaited that painting.

Then in an instant, my entire life, starting from birth through the present was flashing before my eyes like a strobe light at half speed. Frame after frame, some parts in freeze frame, if only for a second, then on to the next. I felt as if I was being subjected to a test to see if this was in fact the "me" that was supposed to be here. Then it ended as fast as it had begun. The last scene was that of a rolling mass of metal finally bursting into flames, and I was looking at the canvas again.

While staring into the vast whiteness, I glanced down to look at my body and use it for a reference, only to find the translucent outline I once had was no longer there.

I thought, "How could this be? Am I now part of this empty white canvas, but if I were, then where are my thoughts coming from to be asking these questions?"
Instantly I recognized a brilliant glowing ball of gold headed my way. It grew larger as it grew nearer and when it reached about the size of a beach ball, just above and in front of me, it radiated brilliantly and transformed into an indescribable being of pure LIGHT, now levitated right in front of me.
It was larger then the tallest person I had ever seen, wider then two of me but so evenly proportioned as to be of Magnificent Stature. It's features were outlined as if made with a fine ink quill. Hair, face, robe, all Golden and flowing as would an electric charge perhaps even a nuclear charge. This was energy personified. As its form took on a more solid shape, all that was behind It did as well. It was as if the entire canvas of white, I had come to at the end of the tunnel, was now alive and I was part of it. Other figures appeared in front and behind the being and myself. Soon there was activity all about, above and below, on every side, more beings, each of different brightness, sizes, and hues. Structures and landscapes sprung from everywhere all in a crystalline state, all inhabited by these lesser light beings - some winged, most not - some fully formed, others not - yet even others appeared only as glowing Orbs of light and color, bouncing as would bubbles in a glass of carbonated water.

I could stand it no longer, every emotion I had ever known was welling up in me ten fold. Just when I thought to speak, to question, the being spoke to me. It's voice was as a chorus of voices, not male not female, not loud not soft, not deep but perfect and all encompassing.

As I looked at the two gigantic, magnificent beings dressed in brilliant capes just off to It's side, IT said, "That is Michael and Gabriel. Michael has chosen you as his and Gabriel shall teach you the ways."

I looked past them to another large being, so beautiful but darker in contrast, as was the sprawling robe it wore. This being had eyes that pleased but pierced with its gaze, and the light being said, "That is he who has been cast out. You who I have given choice may go with any of these of your choosing."

I thought as I had a choice, and Michael had already chosen me then I would chose him.

He appeared so strong and mighty, as did the others, but in his eyes seemed a fire that was drawing and captivating to me. Gabriel's eyes were softer and gave more in an understanding manner and I thought, "Oh, how absolutely beautiful are these beings."

I then looked to the being before me and Its eyes were full of love and warmth, authoritative and compelling. He seemed to have approved of my choice. Then said to me, "You will be my soldier and you will go with Michael for a while. Gabriel will come to you at times. I will send others to you and your fruit shall not fall far from the tree in the time of the Gathering."

Just then I saw five Orbs of light. They seemed to be playing, swirling round and about the being and myself. They had appeared from the outlying landscape and I noticed they were all the same size and shape but of different hues as subtle as shades of rose petals, save one which had a bluish hue. Two of the pinkish ones seemed exactly alike, the other two were yet deeper in shades of red and orange. Before I could ask, IT spoke and said, "They, like all here are of you, who are of me, but these will come to you and you will care for them more. They will fly apart but come together at the time of the Gathering."
I thought the being might be telling me these were my children but I was only 21 and not only had never been married but had no plans to. I didn't understand how all this was of me and me of HE.

Then a magnificent crystal serving platter appeared and it shimmered the colors of many rainbows. In an instant it shattered into thousands of pieces, each piece brilliant in its own right. Ever so slowly, all the pieces began to rejoin themselves to once again form the original serving platter. I now knew what this Being of Light was showing me. We pieces are the platter. I was just one of those thousands of pieces, as were all those I was seeing here and those back in the "world."

Now my mind was still trying to ponder the Gathering. As I thought what could this mean, the being answered, "Here you will see the signs that bring forth the Gathering,"

With that I saw frames appear like screens on a TV set. When I looked into the screens, the visions would gather up, pop off in an image, and enter my mind. I felt as if I was being pushed back with its impact.

They were only glimpses but they were so realistic, as if happening right there in front of me in the now. I could not turn away.

Then it seemed that I had become a part of each of these visions. There were scenes of men in uniform killing other men in uniforms. I recognized some of the insignias and some were from the USA. There were also thousands of them not in uniforms killing even more thousands not in uniform. It was like looking at toy figures moving on their own, mowing down other figures, different countries, different nations, different religions, different weapons, different decades, but always resulting in hundreds of thousands dead and dying. I wanted out of there. I could feel the pain these people were suffering.
I asked the being, "Why was this and how long was this to go on?"
The being said, "Man will prey on man until man will pray for man."

The next vision was of floods - many of them spilling across the earth on different continents in different seasons. I am again walking among it, feeling the force and taking in the smell of death. Hundreds of lives and acres upon acres of crops were lost as well as hundreds of stock and wild animals floating away into the abyss.

Then I was watching volcanoes from around the world erupting, first one then another. The molten lava burying whole towns and villages and the people and animals within them. I gazed among the ruins and saw little left of what once stood there.

The last vision I saw in the screen were of earthquakes destroying sections of almost every continent. One was a massive one in America - most others were in Europe and the Orient. Again, thousands are killed. Structures are crumpled. The landscape leveled. I turned again to the being and he said, "There will not only be more of what you have seen but there will come a time when it will all happen at the same time and it will come at the same time of mans' greatest sins."

I didn't have time to ask, when HE said, "They will turn from ME and claim themselves like Gods."

With that Michael beckoned me to go with him and I am now part of the Universe. Novas, suns, planets, all that I looked at from the earth, not so long ago, or was it?

We traveled toward the beginning of it all, the inner portions of the universe. Kazillions of planets around kazillions of suns. The closer to the center we approached the more concentrated the number of galaxies. It is like the plate you saw, the largest part. After it shattered, it was at the center. Those parts that shattered first were sent the farthest from the center. So is everything in the universe. All is but a circle within a circle wrapped in a circle. Each level, each dimension is but a layer of the original which is without end.

I watched as millions of Orbs systematically entered the many planets before me. They appeared as bees flitting from flower to flower, pollinating each, one after another. Michael took me closer and I could now see that so many of these planets had life on them. The Orbs were joining with the creatures of these planets. Not every creature was the same on every planet but they all had some commonalities, a head, a body, extremities and the light beings would animate them for a time.

We headed away from the center now and Michael said that Gabriel would have more to explain to me and that he, Michael, wanted me to know that he was pleased with the many times he had called on me to do his bidding and that I performed my duties well. His parting words were "You will never again be made to forget"!

I was journeying back to where I knew earth would be and watched as comets and asteroids casually passed by me or I passed them. The colors of the gaseous cloud formations were striking. I started looking at these infant galaxies as one would cloud formations back on earth, imagining what shape they were taking on. This one a boat. This a bird with wings. This a scarf floating in the breeze. I recognized what was the constellation ORION and I knew I was getting close to my destination.

While drifting through ORION, I noticed two blazing celestial bodies racing parallel to its center, looking as twin arrows exiting from an archers bow and headed straight for the "Blue Marble" of home. Immediately, a vision of millions of people crying because of the devastation of portions of New York City came to me. I became aware of a strange feeling I had not known previously, and I thought that might be because this was the city I had grown up in. I saw a huge earthquake, a magnitude of 8.6 in someplace named EUREKA. A ham operator or radio announcer was directing thousands of people migrating from areas of frequent disasters to places of safety. A space station appeared to be falling from the heavens because of an internal explosion. Missiles were being simultaneously fired into space from several nations. I thought the light being had shown me all there was to see but these were different, stronger and there was no pre-screening as before. Gabriel appeared beside me, I thought because I had felt shaky, but it was to explain the now sprawling galactic view of my galaxy.

The sun was expanding and spewing off huge ecto-plasma balls, more then it has ever done in its past, and in the very direction the planets would orbit through. I could not take my eyes from the earth and as I watched what effect these eruptions would have on the earth.

A large mass passed me, larger then any of the planets known to me, and as it passes, I see the earth wobble wildly as would a top toward the end of its spin. The rotation stopped and slowly started again but it was tilted now and I was drawn in closer like the zoom of a lens.

The ash clouds that had engulfed the earth thinned, and like a tack welded piece of metal being dismantled, I could see the ocean bodies starting to rise - first the Pacific along the "Ring of Fire", then the others, synchronistical.
As the waters shifted upon the landmasses, the landmasses started to sink under the waters added pressure upon it. When the pressures equaled out, to the spin of the changing axis, the earth no longer looked as it did moments before. It was newer, cleaner, more beautiful with darker greens and lighter blues. Some of the new landmasses looked similar to a few of the other planets I had recently visited with Michael.

People were upon this earth and appeared happier and more content although seemingly living like the native populations of old.

Cities, built by the Ancient Ones, that were buried beneath the oceans, were now being populated by the surviving people in this new world. I saw tribes joining tribes and small nations forming, but it was what I didn't see that made my heart burst. There were no more wars. True peace and happiness had finally befallen on humankind.

Gabriel now tells me that this is his message that I must take back, to let others know that there is little to fear, for the earth will go on forever as did all the planets I had visited. I am to tell the world to look to ORION and they will know when the new world will come upon them.

I ask him, "What of the others there on earth during the change?"

Gabriel tells me that all will be lifted. Some will be lifted higher then others and no longer enjoy the physical realm, while some will be left on the earth to replenish and rebuild the physical. They too will be of a higher elevation then any that are living there now!

I was now before the light being of gold again. Those five orbs were still darting about. I wanted to stay and explore this realm with all the other light beings but I was told I could not.

I was brought here to go back to tell the others who would be coming after me, that if they would spread the love they brought with them to the physical world, they would know their Creator eagerly awaits them.

The being told me that should I ever have questions of the heart or mind, he will answer them if I only look within myself, for that is where he will dwell. From this time forward I need only think it to be so, and it will be so, for I would forever know the truth.

I was told there was much work left undone and that he had set a road of rocks before me that I must sweep away for passage. Many will be set before me that I may help in my presence, and more I will not. But I must not set aside wrongly, for a soul should not be lost within my heart.

I asked how I would know and before I received an answer I was being whisked away through that darkened tunnel like a dust bunny in a vacuum, with about as much control as a runaway freight train.

A loving voice was telling me I must go back today.

The nurse was wiping off my head.

Visit Lou Famoso's LAD website.

THE DOLPHIN CROP CIRCLE

CASE HISTORYTHE 'DOLPHIN' CROP FORMATION, GOLDEN BALL HILL, nr ALTON BARNES, WILTSHIRE25th JULY 2004 by Andrew J. Buckley

The 2004 crop circle season was rife with disinformation, rumours and inaccuracies circulated via internet websites and miscellaneous journals and publications. My suspicions were aroused when one particular website branded the 'dolphin' crop formation a hoax before even bothering to check the facts and interview other witnesses, such as myself, who had taken the time and trouble to thoroughly examine this formation and obtain good photographic and video evidence. For example, two self proclaimed 'researchers' declared the formation to be a hoax purely on the basis of a brief binocular observation made from a road a quarter a mile away [in front of several witnesses], without actually having conducting a ground survey. So, here is my own account which I hope will dispel some of the myths surrounding this formation.

On the evening of Sunday, 25th July 2004, I decided to conduct an all night skywatch from the summit of Golden Ball Hill, near Alton Barnes, Wiltshire. I arrived at the hill at approximately 21.30 hrs, noting several vehicles belonging to campers / skywatchers situated in the Knap Hill car park below. I quickly ascertained that there were no unusual markings or crop formations in the fields directly below to the south. I unpacked my binoculars and night-vision scope [ a Cobra Ranger 2202 with a 600 metre viewing range], leaving my Panasonic video camera in my rucksack to protect against dew.

The following few hours were rather uneventful, apart from the occasional commercial and military aircraft on a night sortie. Despite the darkness, there was reasonable low-light ambient visibility and through the night-scope I could clearly see the surface of the crop in the fields below. There was no evidence of any unusual torches / lights / sounds or the presence of any suspicious individuals in the immediate vicinity. At approximately 02.25 hrs, the atmosphere changed very dramatically when I became aware of a pair of flashing green and red lights approaching from the south-west at extremely low level. Through the night-scope I quickly confirmed that these lights were attached to what appeared to be two Apache Longbow army helicopters. As they drew level with my position, one of the aircraft abruptly veered off to a point almost directly below me, descending to hover over the surface of the crop at an altitude of 20 - 30 feet. The other helicopter positioned itself to the rear of two large copses at the foot of Golden Ball Hill.

The sound from these helicopters was deafening and I could feel updrafts of turbulent air from their rotor blades. Suddenly, the pilots extinguished all navigation and cabin lights and assumed a 'stealth mode', where the engine noise is cut. I thought of switching on my video camera; however this seemed rather futile because of its limited low-light capability and the fact that I was obtaining a greater result through the night-scope.

My attention was drawn to the helicopter over the field, partly due to the somewhat strange manoeuvres it was making. Whilst maintaining a fixed altitude of about 20 - 30 feet, it began very slowly to turn around in a clockwise motion for about 2 - 3 minutes, then become stationary for 30 seconds, before repeating the manoeuvre. Simultaneously, I became aware of a very faint blue - white 'glow', rather similar to phosphorescence, which appeared to emanate from underneath the fuselage of the helicopter.

Initially, I took this to be an optical illusion, however, through the night-scope, it was possible to indeed confirm the presence of this 'glow', although of course its colour was distorted through the scope. I was also concerned that the vastly superior avionics aboard the helicopters may have already detected me, as I was situated in a rather exposed position on the side of the hill, albeit attempting to hide behind a small bush!

Resuming my observation of the helicopter hovering over the field, I was astonished to see what appeared to be a large circular shape, which had literally appeared within a matter of seconds beneath the aircraft, where I had noticed the unusual 'glow', which by now had faded. This 'marking' was quite nebulous and initially difficult to focus on. Also, it was difficult to obtain a clear view because the feature was partially obscured by the helicopter. Fortunately, after a few minutes, both aircraft flew off to the south, in the direction of the military ranges over Salisbury Plain and were lost to sight.

I now had a good, unobscured view, and through the night-scope I could clearly see the 'marking' in greater detail.This took the form of a large, circular depression in the crop which, of course, was later to be described as the 'dolphin' crop formation. As far as I could see, the formation was in a state of completeness, and had appeared over a period of approximately 3 - 5 minutes, the time now being 02.40 hrs.

Still recovering from the shock and excitement of witnessing such an unusual event, I made the point of checking whether there were any other possible individuals / witnesses in the vicinity, but as far as I could see, I was still alone on the hillside. I continued to skywatch until dawn, when I was able to confirm the presence of the formation which was situated about 100 yards inside the field between Golden Ball and Knap Hill. I was immediately able to enter and record the formation and had an interesting conversation with the estate manager / farmer regarding the crop circle phenomenon.

The formation was extremely impressive at ground level and had many outstanding features including delicately woven standing centres and a beautiful ground lay. There was very little evidence of damage to the crop stems and seed heads or use of stomping boards or other mechanical equipment being used.It seems likely from my observations that the crop formation could have been created by one or more of the helicopters, given their close proximity to the scene of events, the phosphorescent blue white 'glow' derivative of some exotic energy device deployed by the pilots.

Alternatively, the helicopters, whether military or otherwise, could have been vectored to this location because they had prior knowledge of the imminent appearance ot the formation in order to record its creation for reasons we do not yet fully understand. What can definitely be ruled out is the 'official' explanation that the formation was constructed by a team of hoaxers. And it also casts serious doubt on the credibilty of other so-called researchers who claim they saw 'hoaxers' leaving the field in question on the morning of Monday, 26th July 2004, and those who chose to subsequently accept these stories as 'fact'.

Throughout the night I had not noticed any suspicious individuals either in the fields below or in the vicinity of the hills around me, despite my use of a very powerful night-vision scope. And given that several people were camping and skywatching from the Knap Hill car park it wouldn't have been surprising if some of these individuals were inadvertantly observed walking in the area.

The 'dolphin' crop formation, whatever its meaning and purpose, together with the controversy surrounding it, can provide a litmus test for future research, because incidents of a similar nature will no doubt occur again, as will the inevitable chorus of disapproval, disinformation and deceit. The next time, be prepared and be vigilant! You owe it to the phenomenon and the truth.
I would be very interested to contact other researchers who may have also witnessed the above event or have any further information regarding the 'dolphin' crop formation, especially details of ground surveys, aerial photographs and more importantly, results of any crop sampling.

I can be contacted at:
andrewjb68 (at) hotmail.com.
Copyright 2006. A J Buckley

WOODBOROUGH BRIDGE CROP FORMATION

JULY 14th 2003THE WOODBOROUGH BRIDGE CROP FORMATION.
By Andrew J Buckley, with additional comments by Jim Lyons

Andrew J. Buckley has been researching and investigating the UFO and crop circle phenomenon since 1972 and has been a member of the British UFO Research Association [BUFORA] and the Centre for Crop Circle Studies [CCCS]. He has published several articles on crop circles and UFOs in UFO Magazine; UFO Reality and the Circular / Cerealogist magazines and has participated in various documentaries on these subjects including 'Sightings'; 'Contact' by Bert Janssen and 'Crop Circles- Crossovers into another Dimension' by Terje Toftenes. He works as an artist and graphic designer, and is currently living in Cheshire, UK.

On the morning of July 14th 2003, I witnessed the creation of a crop formation close to the Kennet & Avon canal, about half a mile due south of Woodborough Hill, near Pewsey, Wiltshire UK. The formation appeared within a period of a few minutes or less, coinciding with the close proximity of two unmarked, probably military helicopters. Some of this incident was captured on film and the following report details what I experienced over a period of three hours.

On the morning in question, I had decided to walk to Woodborough Hill, after leaving my car parked in Woodborough village at 09.15 hrs. This walk normally takes about thirty minutes and the route is via the Kennet & Avon canal and Woodborough Barns along a public right of way.On reaching the canal bridge [known as Woodborough Bridge], I stopped to take in the view and scanned the surrounding crop-fields to the north. This I repeated at regular intervals until I reached the summit of Woodborough Hill at 09.45 hrs.

I can confirm with absolute certainty that there were no unusual ground markings / crop formations present in any of the fields south of Woodborough Hill, which would have been easily visible either from the canal bridge, the farm track, or the summit of the hill. From this location, at about 10.00 hrs, I noticed two dark coloured helicopters manoeuvring at very low level near Woodborough canal bridge. Through binoculars they appeared to be Apache Longbow 'gunships' as deployed by the Army Air Corps. In order to obtain a closer look, I ran down the track towards the canal, but after a period of only several minutes both helicopters flew off in the direction of Warminster to the south-west.

I arrived at the canal bridge at about 10.30 hrs and almost immediately became aware of a very loud rumbling noise which seemed to be approaching from the west. Suddenly, two very large helicopters appeared, black in colour with no obvious markings or serial numbers, and fully armed. I was quickly spotted by the pilots and one of the aircraft flew towards me and took up a very low-level hovering position near the canal bridge. Feeling very vulnerable, I took cover behind some bushes adjoining the bridge. My attention was drawn to the other helicopter which had descended to ground level about several hundred yards over the field to my right. The crop below the helicopter was swirling violently as a result of the downbeat of the rotor blades and I noticed that an unusual apparatus was hanging beneath the fuselage which was about five feet in diameter, black in colour, spherical in shape with a short tube like protuberance beneath it and pointing at the ground.

After a few seconds, I was somewhat taken aback to see and hear what appeared to be an explosive updraft of colourless steam or water vapour from the surface of the crop directly underneath the fuselage of the helicopter, which covered an area of approximately one hundred feet. This was accompanied by a loud hissing or sizzling sound, similar to that of rapidly cooling steam under pressure. The effect of this rising 'vapour' was to forcefully hit the underside of the helicopter, causing it to pitch and sway. Perhaps for safety reasons, the pilot rapidly ascended to a slightly higher altitude. After a matter of several seconds, the 'vapour' dissipated leaving an indistinct mark in the crop. I barely had time to deploy my video recorder, which had been packed away in my rucksack. Glancing at my watch, it was apparent that about four minutes had elapsed since the appearance of the helicopters.

With my video camera now deployed, I ran down the track in order to obtain a clearer view of the incident. Almost immediately, the helicopter carrying the sphere-like apparatus swiftly gained altitude and moved off in the direction of Pewsey to the east. Meanwhile, the remaining helicopter, which had been making repeated low-level passes, perhaps in order to distract me from observing his colleague, also flew off in the direction of the military ranges over Salisbury Plain to the south. At this point I distinctly remember checking the the time-clock on my video camera which read 10.41 hrs.

What happened next is still not entirely clear because the last thing I remember is noticing a new crop formation [the Woodborough Bridge formation] precisely where the second helicopter had been hovering and beneath which the 'water vapour' had risen from the crop. The following forty-five minutes were completely lost to me, because at 11.30 hrs I again found myself standing on the summit of Woodborough Hill without any memory of having walked to the hill from the canal bridge. Interestingly, the time-clock on my video camera inexplicably 'jumps' from 10.41 hrs to 11.24 hrs in a single frame. This is definitely not an edit or as a result of having paused or stopping the camera. The time-clock had been accurately set and tested three weeks previously and I had installed a new lithium battery. Despite this confusion, what is certain is that between 10.30 hrs and 10.41 hrs on the morning of 14th July 2003, coinciding with the presence of two unmarked helicopters, one of which deployed what appeared to be some exotic form of technology over the surface of the crop, a new formation appeared in a matter of seconds, which definitely wasn't there before 10.30 hrs.

It is possible that the pilots, whether military or otherwise, were vectored to this location because they had prior knowledge of the imminent appearance of this formation, possibly in order to record or participate in its creation, for reasons we do not yet fully comprehend. Enquiries with the Ministry of Defence would no doubt prove fruitless, although there can be little doubt that the military are implicated in incidents involving the crop circle phenomenon, evidence of which has accumulated over the years through research and video recordings.

Later on the morning of 14th July, I was able to make a thorough ground survey of the formation which was fairly typical of other similar 'pictograms', with a neat and tidy ground or floor 'lay' with very little obvious damage or breakage of the crop stems and seed heads. There was no evidence of any mechanical pressure having been applied via the use of stomping boards or garden roller. I would be very interested in contacting other researchers should they have further information regarding this formation, particularly aerial photographs, detailed ground surveys and perhaps more importantly, any results of crop sampling and testing from this formation. I would be happy to exchange research material, and would be intrigued if anyone else has also witnessed the above incident or obtained video footage, or has experienced harassment from low level military helicopters in Wiltshire or Hampshire.

I can be contacted at the following email address:
andrewjb68 (at) hotmail.com
Copyright 2006. AJ Buckley

FLASHES OF LIGHT

Location. Ft. Polk Louisiana
Date: Second week of June 1994
Time: 2000-2130

G. C. a member of the Louisiana National Guard was engaged in his 2 week training session and in the third day of training due to an intense case of poison ivy he was staying in the medical barracks and was later placed on restricted duty. After going to bed around 2100 he slept undisturbed until a phone call around 0030A, it was a message for Sgt. Warner, whom he subsequently woke up and told him.

After returning to his cot he dozed off again and the land line phone rang again, this time at 0045A. Finally he attempted to go get some rest, around 0050A. He lay on his back and folded his arms across his chest. As he closed his eyes a magnificent flash of light occurred. Startled he opened his eyes and listened thinking that one of the guys was attempting to pull a practical joke on another soldier. Hearing nothing he closed his eyes again, and suddenly there was another flash of light. This time after listening he decided to walk around the perimeter a bit armed with his flashlight. However he found no one around. He went back to his cot and lay on his side, and then there was another flash. He kept his eyes open and watched for anything suspicious. He heard nothing at all, there was complete silence. No crickets, nothing, he looked at his watch and it was now 0100A. As he sat on his cot the flash occurred again, the fourth time. He saw it this time. From one corner of the sky to the next lit up with the brightest, most magnificent white light he had ever seen. It lasted a split second and was gone. Then there was complete silence, he strained his eyes and ears, listening to what it could have been. Soon he heard the land line ring again and when he picked up it was a Sgt. Lenard telling him that he was late to the TOC, astounded G. C. looked at his watch and realized that it was already 0300A. He could not explain the strange lapse of time. He later asked around if anyone else had seen the mysterious flash but no one else apparently had.

A couple of days later as the witness was exercising he discovered an inch and a half long by 3/16th of an inch wide burn on the inside portion of his left forearm. He had no idea how it had gotten there. Later at his parents (who lived 4 hours away from Fort Polk) his mother told him that his father had a similar burn mark and had also noticed a huge flash on Sunday night around 0300A that seemed to have lit up the whole sky. He looked out the window and saw nothing.

In March 1995 G. C. had a weird “flashback” or dream. In the dream he was lying on a table that felt like stainless steel. He couldn’t move and was naked except for a sheet draped over his groin and mid section. He sensed others in the area around him but he could only pivot his eyes and couldn’t get a good look at anyone.

Then someone walked up to him from his right and put its hand on the nape of his neck. G. C. recalls only feeling three point of pressure against his neck, in the center, along the top of his spine. He went from being completely horizontal at that point to more inclined so that now he could see his feet and what lay beyond. It was a group of people, about 11 of them, lined up in a crescent shape around the table. They were all looking at the witness. They looked human but they were definitely some abnormalities about this group. First, none of them appeared to be over 5 feet tall…in fact, the witness thought that they were around 4 ft to 4 ½ ft tall. They all had blank expressions on their faces and they were all identical to each other. They all had black hair, all messed up and with different parts in disarray. They had solid black eyes, no whites. They wore one-piece gray coverall suits with sleeves that only went down to the middle of their forearms. There seemed to be some buckle or something resembling one. He could not see their hands clearly. They were totally unemotional with no characteristics of what the witness would consider “human” outside of having four limbs and walking upright.

One of them in the group stepped forward and touched the bottom of the witness right foot. G.C. still couldn’t move but he could hear. Once the alien did whatever was needed to his right foot, G.C. remembered that everything sounded as if he was underwater.

Suddenly G.C. was out of his body and was looking down at himself. He was suspended in the air and he could see all the beings surrounding the table where he was laying, all hunched over doing things that he didn’t know of. Though he was suspended in the air he still could not move. But he could speak now; he sensed something/someone next to him but could not turn to look. The witness spoke to whoever was next to him, “How is this possible, I am dead, you took out my blood and put in water (!). I am dead right?” Whatever it was standing next to the witness replied, “We put something inside you to make you live.” At this time the witness woke up and sat straight up on his bed. It was around 0730A; at that point the witness recalled having the very same “dream” back in October of 1994.

HC addendumSource: direct from witness

A FISH STORY!

Inexplicata-The Journal of Hispanic Ufology-March 26, 2006

GENERAL ALVEAR – A businessman fishing along the banks of the Atuel River managed to photograph a UFO that was suspended in the air for some 30 seconds before it took off in the general direction of the cordillera.
The image shows a UFO immersed in a fireball, and it could well be considered a meteorite, although those who saw it say that “given its trajectory and movements, it could not have been one.”

This curious event took place on March 6 when a renowned businessman from Alvear – his name is Ramon but he preferrred to withhold his surname – was fishing along the river in an area known as Paso del Loro, 20 km between the borders of this department and La Pampa province.

“We were fishing around 10:00 pm. I believe that some 40 to 50 meters away from us, no more than that, I looked up and saw an object suspended in the air, like a fireball some 30 meters up in the air. I can’t tell you more because it was a dark night,” said Ramon, 32.

According to his calculations, the object must have been suspended in the air some 30 seconds since “it gave me time to take two photos with my cellphone and a third one that didn’t come out very well.” All of this took place when they were fishing on this side of the river and the object was on the far side, over some hills in the area.

The businessman said that everything happened so quickly that “when I took the photo, it was hovering. Then it made an ascending motion toward the cordillera, but it wasn’t abrupt. Then I took a third picture that didn’t come out very well. What called my attention is that at the time we could see a shining light, and when we downloaded the photo to the computer, we noticed that it had reddish tones on the one side and bluish ones ont the other.”

He told his story with a sober demeanor and with a degree of reticence, concerned about the remarks that this experience may generate, since “if you talk about flying saucers, they say you’re nuts.” Ramon says he only told a friend and later saw the experience published in an Alvear weekly newspaper.

In his opinion “it isn’t a meteorite. It’s something else, although I don’t know what. It’s the first time that this has happened to me. I was struck by the height at which the object was located and the fact that if you take a cellphone picture of a light source, it won’t come out in the same way as this one did.”

(Translation (c) 2006. S. Corrales, IHU. Special thanks to Mario Luis Bracamonte, S.I.O. - Argentina)
source and references:
Planeta UFO
DATE: 03.24.06
(From UFO Casebook files)
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Zanesville, Ohio Unseen Huge Craft Rises Out Of The Water

Date: May, 1999Time: Approx: 10:00 p.m.

Number of witnesses: 3
Number of objects: 1
Shape of objects: ?

Full Description of event/sighting: My brother, father and I were fishing at a place called Dillon Dam. We have fished in this area our entire lives and know the area very well. I am not exactly sure what time it was, but it was around 10:00 p.m. All three of us were sitting by the water's edge with our fishing poles in the water. There were no stars or moon that evening so it was pitch black out and we were using a Coleman lantern for our light. These lights work great, but the one problem is it is so bright, it does limit your night vision beyond the area it illuminates. The area where we were fishing is a small bay. I had fished this area for decades and had even waded in it once because a fish had pulled my pole in. As I had waded in it, I know the water is only about 3-4 feet deep throughout most of this bay (we fish for carp -not to eat, just for fun).

Anyway, suddenly, right in front of us, it sounded as if something "huge" was coming out of the water. Later when we talked about it, my brother mentioned something as big as a house, but that was just because that was the biggest thing he could think of. It sounded as if an aircraft carrier was emerging from the water. You could sense it rising up out of the water, but we could not see it. You could also hear the water falling back down off of the object, back to the lake.

No one said a word, but instinctively, we all rushed backwards about 15 yards or so. My brother is a guy who fancy's himself a Daniel Boone type guy. He is an avid outdoorsman and hunter. I have never in my life seen him scared of anything. Standing there, I looked over at him as we stood there, and he was standing there with his pistol pointed to the water. I did not even know he had a pistol. But again, no words were said, we were sitting there and something absolutely huge came out of the water, without a word, we all rushed backwards, I looked over at my brother and he was pointing a gun at the water.

The water rushed down off of the unseen object. You could tell the object was rising due to the sound of the water falling back to the lake. We stood there, totally scared to death for a few minutes, never heard a sound, no animals, no birds, nothing. Without our poles we rushed to the car and left. We left our tackle-box, poles, light, everything. I tried to talk about it, but after a few minutes of just absolute atonement, my father and brother said they never wanted this mentioned again.

Thank you to the witness for their report.
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Thank you Brian Vike for this case!

IVAN THE TERRIBLE

Location. Moscow, Russia
Date: 1530’s-1540’s
Time: unknown

A stunning discovery was made by academician and anthropologist Dr. Rudolph Vanzhaev who at the end of the 20th century was reconstructing the facial features of the famous Russian Tsar Ivan the Fourth (or Ivan the Terrible). Dr. Vanzhaev discovered a diminutive metallic plate in Ivan’s skull while he studied it. The strange artifact a little more than one centimeter in diameter, remotely resembled a complicated electronic mechanism. The Doctor concluded that this object somehow increased the intellectual abilities of the Tsar but at the same time, caused his periodic uncontrolled fits of anger.

The tiny metallic object with sharp teeth-like protrusions was discovered quite accidentally. Dr. Vanzhaev was studying the exhumed skeleton of Ivan the Terrible, attempted to find the physiological cause of his death (later it was established that the Tsar’s bones contained a huge quantity of mercury, or quicksilver). Moving his hand along the inner surface of Ivan’s skull, Vanzhaev felt a small protrusion. Trying to see it better, he took a large magnifying glass and saw something very small and metallic, halfway covered by bone tissue. The device was similar to an electronic chip used in computers or other electronic equipment.

When the device was studied closely, using different kinds of techniques and equipment it appeared to be a minature transmitter of electric impulses to the brain and the heart. Such impulses, emphasized Dr. Vanzhaev, sharply increased the brain’s ability to solve the difficult intellectual tasks but at the same time, created various collateral effects that influenced the man’s psyche.

The layer of bone tissue that had grown around the metallic device was quite noticeable. This meant according to Vanzhaev, that when Ivan was “implanted” he had been quite young, possibly in his childhood.

Ivan the Terrible was born in 1530, so the supposed alien abduction had apparently occurred during the 1530’s or 1540’s. He became the “Great Duke of all Russia” in 1533 and the Tsar in 1547, and died in 1584.

The historic detail in favor of this assumption is that it was known that Ivan the Terrible had the habit of placing his hand on his head, even though he never complained to his doctors of feeling any pains in his head.

Another Moscow based researcher Vladimir Alexeevich Smemshuk also mentioned in his books that Ivan the Terrible was under “alien control” and experienced several humanoid encounters at night when he was alone in his bedroom.

HC addendumSource: Alexander Bogatikov in: “Inoplanetyanin” (Extraterrestrial newspaper)Ukraine, January 9 2005
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Thank you Albert for keeping us supplied with interesting cases!

GOREBRIDGE - ALIEN EXPERIMENT?

Andrew Hennessey

Scotland and the UK have for some time been accredited with being oneof the world's busiest UFO hotspots with attention in Scotland being focused initially on Bonnybridge and the Falkirk triangle. However, more recently, from about 2000, it has become apparent that the small town of Gorebridge – an ex coal mining town about 15 miles south of Edinburgh, Scotland's capital city, has had more than its fairshare of close encounters and abductions.On checking the local news and gossip – there have been reported and unreported close encounters in the Gorebridge area for decades.

Geographically and historically, Gorebridge is situated adjacent toRosslyn Castle and Chapel which lie a few miles to the west. In Rosslyn glen by the river there is a bronze age carving in stone ofa reptilian head and, folklore referring to a tunnel and cavern system. To the east lies the cavern systems of Cousland and a place called`Goblin Halls' as well as numerous other references to this reality in village names. e.g. Elphinstone.

Gorebridge, then, a typical post-industrial mining community with abandoned mines and workings has a past intimately tied in to Celtic mythological traditions.It has been noted for a few years now that Blinkbonny mine, an abandoned coal mine at Gorebridge, has been a centre for nocturnal activity with lights descending from the sky, and curious strangers there who move the locals on.

Two individuals were chased from that locality one year whilst diggingup some fir trees for Christmas by a luminous, floating,`green eye'.

Access to that locality has become more controlled over the last few years with some of the other entrances to the mine at other localities becoming filled in by contractors. It has more recently become a Bikers locality for non-locals.

In other localities in and around Gorebridge strange things have been reported such as parked `silver domes' in the local fields, black triangles flying low overhead, people being pursued by strange glowing intelligent lights, sightings of Greys and Men in Black in the local woods and abductees who share the same year and dates of birth.

Also there is the story of Jackie Gillies a contactee from Gorebridge who has filmed numerous alien craft at close quarters. These images are featured at http://www.LSUFOS.com. In 2002, John, or Jackie as he prefers to be called went out at night to his doorstep because he had the `feeling' that he would film something. Sure enough he films a square shaped and peculiar UFO flying low across his rooftop. Managing also to get the ship at various stages of its approach. The next morning Jackie hears the thunder of a helicopter at rooftop height overhead and goes out with his camera to see a dark helicopter eyeballing him at his doorstep with its cameras trained on him. Jackie then filmed them filming him. Thinking it bizarre, he contacted a then prominent UFO group in Scotland with his story and his footage but their investigation though revealing that the helicopter was from a company called PDG helicopters, dismissed their activity as normal and routine.Certainly its all routine for the security services to survey citizens on their doorstep. All of Jackies footage has been dismissed by this group as `rubbish'. However, when he eventually started investigating the suspicious helicopter, there the morning after a close encounter, and when he examined the images of the pilot he was in for a shock – for he had a clear image of a Grey working for the UK establishment. PDG helicopters have declined to identify the pilot and any use of`strange headgear' etc. and they remain silent about their presence on his doorstep.

The UFO group who initially investigated Jackies claim of harassment and who had dismissed the incident as routine had failed to note that the helicopter was flying at 150 feet and that 500 feet is the legal ceiling for such activity.There are also some of Jackies neighbours who were alarmed by this low flying machine.

Further scrutiny of this clear helicopter footage and survey of the locality by an RAF flight sergeant from Leuchars airbase who is also a bomb disposal expert and Iraq combat veteran reveals a fairly exact confirmation of the height at about 150 feet and that the camera in use to film Jackie and his house was no ordinary routine camera.The camera in use by the very strange surveillance team was a radiation source seeking camera which can see through walls. The camera operator is a Grey with a heart shaped head a head much like the Faerie head from the 13th century carved in stone in St Giles cathedral Edinburgh. This is also the Speilberg `ET' from the film of the same name –perhaps checking if Jackie was following advice to `be good' and whether or not he had recently acquired any exotic technology from the previous night's encounter with which to `phone home'.

The ramifications of Jackies Grey chopper pilot are staggering – for when `alien Tony' as he has been dubbed flies back to the airport –how is he facilitated. What are his catering and restroom arrangements.Working as an alien technological consultant for the UK black ops – he assists in the `routine surveillance' of UK abductees and contactees. Does he drive back to Elphinstone or Goblin Halls at night after he clocks off.

Jackies photo of `alien Tony' represents the first clear public domain evidence that the Ministry of Defence is clearly working hand in glove with extraterrestrials and that these ETs are helping them with their field work. Indeed this disclosure makes the recent MoD Condign Report facile and ridiculous. One of its points of laughter was a sub-report entitled`Elves, Sprites and Blue Jets'.Its certain from this evidence that the government are intent on policing their monopoly on exotic technology and all the benefits to be had therefrom.

The authorities only becoming involved overtly if there is a `risk' that Joe Public could be receiving technological gifts of strange things. Close monitoring of the contactee public is done with the use of conventional and unconventional technology and personnel.

A more recent overfly of Gorebridge by a PDG helicopter was reported in late May 2006. In chatting to a local gamekeeper it was revealed that he did not go to a certain hill a few miles south of Gorebridge because it always had a low level light over it at night. The gamekeeper related that the light was under the level of the low cumulus clouds.

Indeed from two independent sources it was confirmed that a field onLeadburn road a few miles to the west had alien and or military technology in it.A local gypsy called Muriel told me that `someone' a while back had left a probe in that field and that if you stood at a certain place it would drift over to where you stood to check you out. This was also checked out by Garry Woods another prominent Scottishabductee and investigator.

More recently it has come to light that two friends and hillwalkers had been in that area and one had said to the other to watch the trees at the top of a hill whilst walking up to a certain point in the field. When the point had been reached, a Harrier vertical take off and landing `jump jet' rose above the treeline. The friend then said to the other, now step back, and then the jet sank back down into thetrees. Now step forward again and the jet rose up again.It would appear that some sort of holographic technology may be in use, for there are, according to a Flight Sergeant at RAF Leuchars, air traffic control, no Harriers flying in Scotland – the nearest being 300 miles away at bases such as Peterhead and Norwich. The hillwalker had encountered the Harrier before many times noting that it rose up if he walked forward and then sunk down if he walked back at a spot in the field. The weird Harrier is in the exact locality identified by the local gypsy as that which contained the `alien probe'.

There are though, many other mining towns in the Scottish region of the Lothians, comprising of West Lothian, Midlothian and East Lothian e.g.Blackridge in West Lothian [closer to Bonnybridge] that have noted ET activity and abductions from craft and beings operating in and around old coal mines.It may be though, that old mines could be utilised in times of national emergency for various reasons and are currently being made secure for that purpose. There does seem to be sightings of dark helicopters associated with these places – as a recent correspondent from West Lothian confirms.

With so many contactees in Gorebridge itself and many more people who have witnessed strange encounters and happenings – it was with interest that I note that an abductee who had parents born in Gorebridge on the same day within 5 minutes of each other and who had then moved to Edinburgh was also being followed up in later life by ongoing ET contact.

There is clearly something alien going on at Gorebridge and that when you open your back door and find yourself being confronted by a helicopter cockpit and one of the occupants in plain view is an alien or even a spook wearing a strange mask – then you know that maybe the authorities know something about it too.

Other footage shot by Jackie Gillies reveals an arrowhead shaped craft with visible triangular structural details flying up from the Rosslyn area through the stars of Orions belt. As it rises heading south in the direction of the Scottish Borders – three cities materialise for it to dock with.

This footage provides proof for an anecdote reported by Charles Fort in his book New Lands, of a city descending from the sky over the Scottish Borders in the 18th or 19th century.

Recent claims of a sighting of an Aurora jet over the Lothians by a`respectable witness' who claimed to see percussion smoke rings from faster than sound flight behind it do not detract from the fact that the ship filmed by Jackie is not of conventional technology and was clearly leaving the Earths atmosphere. It is enveloped in a bright blue glow and is identical to one filmed on the Martian sands by a NASA satellite.

The UK military thought by the looks of `alien Tony' the chopper occupant have long surpassed the need for jet aircraft – and the ultimate irony in the recent MoD Condign report that jokingly refers to `blue jets' is that Jackie had indeed filmed a blue craft – but it was clearly enveloped in a light blue electrogravitational field. [Ofthe sort described and produced by Townsend Brown in the 1930's]Does Condign mean Condescension ? or just a Con ??Exactly what is going on at Gorebridge ? Well two strangers, men in suits were overheard to declare the area a `hive'.Well it certainly has been and continues to be a hive of alien activity. I have a feeling though that there is much more to come.

Andrew Hennessey