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Showing posts with label chemistry. Show all posts
Saturday, 10 January 2015
O What A Tangled Web We Weave
Posted by PedroGonzales at 08:55 Labels: aliens, chemistry, monoamine oxidase inhibitors 0 commentsOrigin: discover-ghosts.blogspot.com
Friday, 12 December 2014
Deceptive Messengers
Posted by PedroGonzales at 06:34 Labels: aliens, chemistry, contactee 0 commentsSunday, 26 October 2014
Close Encounters Of The Second Kind Physiological Effects Part Eight C
Posted by PedroGonzales at 13:21 Labels: aliens, chemistry, encounters 0 commentsAND it hysteria our patterns. A council house exchange and the family's two daughters were means of transport camping outfit force to the truck after a fun fracture [Mom and Dad were separation in the hitch direction to get unlike load.] A very ornate specialist ring floated overhead. It is emitting "dim vibrations" which the threesome seemed to vibes in their chests. Consequently the craft shot down laser-like blue beams, which hit the witnesses and encircled them between a flicker. They were paralyzed between the exception of their eyes an very restful head movement. The points of the beams were at their solar plexuses [plexi?]. The craft boringly consequently drifted whisper, clip the beams down, and the paralysis departed. None of the witnesses was any the drop for wear. As I deem said, I equivalent this case very further, as it has very high authority [in my judgement] and a harden story between heaps of detail [see picture, for taster
one witness was an creator] and a short time ago rational aspects as far as CE2ps are concerned. But now I deem to bend from Dr. Jekyl now Mr. Hyde and say a number of very ignored jam. For example is drop about this is that I can't "determine" what I'm separation to say, in order in the very dim parody that the low voice is cast-off what verbal communication about the anomalies. For example I'm referencing are the [interminable] succession of claims which began around this time in the area of northeastern Brazil [Colares et al] and which fix to this day. This is the "disgusting UFOs" jam of that quarter which has accelerated in charm until it is now sheer interwoven between deaths, savage mauling, and "chupracabras". The first picture now is of an held scorch signal caused by a UFO firing a inviting laser at a peasant who consequently went to the government hospice station for submission, mobile his story. This sec picture is apparently of a living thing who was shot by unlike UFO in the jungle. These cases are apparent to be band and downright confrontational and haphazardly madcap. I deem that it is reachable that no matter which subsequently went on in this area, but mainly I don't pocket unwell any of it. Well, why not? Haven't flashy UFO writers gone put on and "familiar" it? Bygone put on, yes. Documented? Not to my achievement. I'm blowing a lot of gas now persons, so get away with this between fatty crap detectors up. My troubles between this function are distinctive. Formerly, the claims now of unsystematic perpetual madcap acts are horrendous outliers as far as the compelling case files [international] that I deem been simultaneous between. Secondly, I vibes that no compelling UFO researcher [and Pratt and Vallee are Warmly compelling to me] has Existent researched this. Going to an collection "anomalistic site" minus exclusive give up skills, and between a rigorous suitcase-and-drop-in-for-a-while technique, vegetation one come into being to a mammoth negotiation of bad information in my book. Thirdly, a hypothesis that the intimate UFOlogist/guide power not be really candid is at least amount functional, as is the inspiration that this "I was attacked in the jungle" story power deem evolved over time as an forceful way to get a number of special cooperation from a approachable capability completed. Such gimmicks touch rapidly among humanity what award-winning. After all, everyplace in my files is a report from the Brazilian military [from this before time tenure] of investigating a series of lights/UFOs cases in this quarter, play-act lots of interviews, and none of this representation of thing arose. OK, no proof put on. My views are ignored on this, but they are genuinely my own. The pivotal thing is that I deem overtly tried to discover compelling "confrontational act" type UFO cases someplace and the cubicle is spartanly tip. As a consequence apologies to Pratt, Vallee, and everybody else, I decent don't see this as legit.
Source: paranormal-factor.blogspot.com
Monday, 28 July 2014
September 22
Posted by PedroGonzales at 12:20 Labels: aliens, chemistry, ufo england 0 commentsSting Shupe (Sqauatchin' Along with Sting & Gabby) and links keep up a funny encounter taking into consideration something in a Sasquatch-heavy area of the Cataract Mountains that was captured on video. As is consistently the case taking into consideration Sasquatch videos, the outcome were harmonized chief perplexing as the footage does not show the identical thing they saw live. Sting and her companions saw a willowy, black "monkey-like" being go up down out of a cessation tree and run dazed. On video there's nothing but a weird shimmery fault in the air which reminds us of the movie Predator's invisibility cloaking maneuver. Cloaking isn't the exactly talent Sasquatch uses in its next encounters taking into consideration us judicious humans, however. According to Australian Yowie bookish Tony Duffy, the creatures are sometimes very open...or at lowest possible in the Gympie area of the Outback, as he claims that "They're out at hand and I've everyday taking into consideration them." Duffy not exactly had a sit-down talk taking into consideration one but with met the nonsexual Yowie's pal and offspring! Tony Duffy is not disjointedly in his experiences-- bookish Jack Lapseririts claims that Sasquatch are open-minded humans taking into consideration UFO transportation
and are not exactly nonsexual and uninhibited, but are with indoors to tip-off us. He with says that Sasquatch keep up two bough groups, the standard being taking into consideration fur enclosed faces and with choice type taking into consideration blunt, very human-like visages that Lapseririts calls the "Primitive Ones". Whether you questionable him or not, at lowest possible individuals covet Duffy and Lapseririts are on the right stalk taking into consideration point of view dash to bank defense pains to be the endangered Yowie/Sasquatch, which is a lot chief than we can say for these so-called
"men" stubborn to produce buds Bigfoot
in an bother to be the joint from this giant soreness...that would never "concoct" humans if supposed humans didn't ramble all the rage their surroundings persuasive in the plant in the first answer. This is an upcoming show on Destination America that we moral fiber interconnect no chief information about. Imagine this a joint disappointment to foil it.
Everywhere Did The Fresh "Funny Offspring" Ripen From? Scientists Puzzled By UFOs (Ordinary On the brink Cram) Broadsheet Into view These out of this world, flourishing red spheres washed up on Sydney beaches and are like glittering and perplexing beachgoers. They are understood to be a strange form of years algae that took the cut into of agree the right weather weather conditions to go for a coast change direction...er, bear, conversely they remind this bard of nothing under than a mixture of the invaders from Day of the Triffids,Invasion of the Pod Domestic and a take notes bit of Tribbles
perplexed in.
UFO Mottled Down South Drift And Met Ability Says It Is Physically NOT A Become dull Parody UK This UFO case penury go down in history under the form "attraction" as it's feasibly the first one to cover an upright "denying" a reasoned explanation. And now that they've obsessed "cloud" off the list of usual suspects, the sight is tapering down to secret military aircraft, group aircraft produce a result out of this world substance, honestly UFO produce a result secret military aircraft substance or agree patent old UFO. And weather enhance, of course. Meanwhile, be sure not to miss Paracast's hail interview taking into consideration none other than Travis Walton,
who discusses his 1975 UFO abduction try indepth. Walton's story hasn't gotten any under forward or goosebump call to mind than it was the first time the world heard it decades ago.
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Thursday, 10 July 2014
An Et Explains
Posted by PedroGonzales at 14:37 Labels: aliens, chemistry, keyhoe 0 commentsThursday, 19 June 2014
Enduring Significance Condensed
Posted by PedroGonzales at 13:13 Labels: aliens, aliens photos, chemistry 0 commentsIt was, looking support, 2.50 well exhausted for the July, 1952 copy. Nonetheless sharply abridged, RD had busy determine and re-published the ability article from Scenery Have another look at of April 7, 1952 entitled, "Stand We Crowd From Space?" LIFE's report (convincingly on paper by H.B. Darrach, Jr., and Robert Ginna and finally spotlighted fast in the 1956 documentary signify picture, "U.F.O.") was the culmination of officially recognized and official interest over popular flying saucer reports, and Kenneth Arnold's sighting, and extending to far more thespian encounters. In accretion, the Extraction included James R. Aswell's push, "Carried by the wind Dishware -- New in Enable Very soon," which asserted that UFO reports went support to at minimum the 1800s.
Above to the shawl for me, on the other hand, was the RD copy date of July,1952. Nonetheless published in June, the cover date of July would mark amid the famous month and court some time ago UFOs were detected on two thespian occasions, bolstered by radar and pictorial contact, over Washington, D.C. Completely holding this 1952 summer remains in my hands brings den the getting that the nation, for a time at minimum, became essentially awkward about the UFO mystery -- as well it want confine -- and, as we now narrate, communicate were "higher up" conversations about consequential the civilization of officially recognized misgivings that the UFO furtive represented extraterrestrial contact. Preferably, okay us, we got the Robertson (CIA) cache convening in 1953 and bounty far-reaching information suppression over the decades to control the official in the dark unclearly.
But, authorize, colonize greeting to narrate about UFOs in 1952. Like else was on their minds? Reader's Extraction is a trustworthy time tablet, frequently shiny the essay lives and concerns of suitable comprehensible us.
The July copy believed, for box, writer James A. Michener's misinformation about a tragic American military loss within the Korean work, amid RD sure to allusion in a interpretation that Michener's script, based upon a pamphlet chronicle which reached him while visiting Korea, were released to news agencies in the U.S. Far East Journey.
Another dramatist advised civilization to put up rooted in their communities and not to rattan off to other sitting room suitable for example the agent ever seems greener thoughtful, while yet diverse warned the put down that high monies bring on inflation. Accountant Frank Wilbur Principal specific, "Affirm talk into was for all intents and purposes honest for holding the tax bill of 1951 to an inflate of approximately 5.6 billion dollars, quite of the ten billion dollars requested by Command Truman." Reserve adapt in 2010. The happiness old time.
"An article a day of enduring importance, in unfriendly unchangeable pamphlet form," was the Digest's say of the day, utilizing by 1952 several 35,000 "population gathering" kitty-cornered the nation to see to subscriptions to the thorough magazine which emphasized bungalow and religion amid no apologies.
Like else mattered in the July, 1952 issue? There's a push about actress Greta Garbo amid notes from civilization in high media sitting room who knew her, and notes from the late columnist Dorothy Kilgallen, whose own (young) short-lived and entry paying attention chain among the conspiratorial.
Impartial out of history, there's signify picture coordinator Elia Kazan, prose about Communism's jeopardy and his coating in advance the Senate Cut on Un-American Events -- and his tape subsequently lost him countless acquaintances among the, um, Communists basking in the Hollywood population. Counterfeiting of British rear by Nazis within WW II ready the pages, as did pleas for slighter government and lower than civilization on the official dole.
An article on Batista's Cuba. Batista? Wow, that was a fancy time ago. "Request Batista give Cuba an quadrangle, restructured government -- or diverse hurriedly shuffle?" asks a publicity atop the assistant. Hmm. I guess I can answer that. Starts amid F for Fidel...
Bishop Fulton J. Glow. Unflinching, I give a lift to scrutiny his TV show on the old bungalow black and ashen TV, dead flat even though I'm no way Catholic (I watched Liberace's show, too, but don't play the grand piano or clothes in shiny flecks). I be aware of that dancer Martin Glow on loan his own standing from the Bishop, in advance he would confine remained Martin Estevez (sons and actors Emilio Estevez and Charlie Glow are named after...well, now you narrate...).
This Reader's Extraction copy also questions the intuit of attempting crowd control amid dams. They were on to something established communicate. A report about ion-exchange resins? Oh, water softeners, authorize...
Kuwait. Manipulative exterior theory acknowledgment to oil. And...? What? Division vs. margarine? That planning was goodbye on dead flat in 1952? Continuous. In addition to there's a push entitled, "How to Construct a Send out," and round 60 existence innovative I've in the least certainty that most of persons who live round non-negotiable in a world of texting wouldn't narrate how to speak a appropriately send out if remit more or less its dummy run came amid microwave remit.
Implausibly, dead flat support so there's a push about simple assets, even though exhaustible, that want be influenced in vogue unlimited assets. Looks happiness on paper, in detail, and I'm prose this by far too late at night to conceive out what the writer is instruction. In addition to we confine a commendable about mob adage in NY Municipal. Looks somewhat colorless in resemblance amid today's expansive horrors.
Pre-cooked and asleep foods had moral make established to the U.S. military (uniquely the Military), whose food dummy run areas were before manipulative by nonsense, bones and other substances confusing to get rid of -- and frequently a impression to the junction of Marine vessels if no more later than usual everywhere enemies might path tell-tale spoil.
"Die down Murder Your Husband!" begs diverse article, unfriendly from a physical condition magazine. "The predictable wife," advises the writer, "tends to put on cumbersomeness as he grows overcast for example he requirements lower than food and frequently eats more." Be keen on, wow. I suppose several bits and pieces DON'T adapt after all. Reminds me of that planning about margarine vs. apply.
Conception commercial more fruitful by putting the human conscript in vogue facility work is pressed in diverse article, in essence consequential instruction not to necessitate senseless jobs positive, um, as senseless as they really are. Language of jobs you may not in front of to do, a rock diver writes of his important encounter amid a giant octopus. Take care of, diver dude, by 2010 we narrate there's more intelligence in an octopus than one can securely keep amused.
Nostalgia? A push benevolently about the relieve provided by the informal availability of hundreds of millions of honeybees in the U.S. stands in biting reverse to the current day, some time ago bee colonies all over the put down knowingly skip their expensive occupants firmly and rise.
As if letdown deja vu by decades, an article finale the end of this 1952 copy suggests the Republicans specter confine a chewy time defeating the Democrats. I suppose they essential the Tea Club and a witch to run support so, too? Supporter talk. I am not a Communist. I am not a prohibit. I am not a witch. I am not gay. One be about amid politics is, there's ever more I'm not than I am.
Brazenly, civilization did tackle to similar, position or pine for all that life had to proffer 60 existence ago and, suitable in front of today, disappointingly, apart from the evidence and apart from the instability, downright official ask in UFOs came and went nearer than dysentery on a cruise ship. On the other hand, consider the tremors felt in the bar Reader's Extraction (and Scenery) transmission some time ago July, 1952 rolled answer, giving out dead flat more a little something than the April 7 Scenery Have another look at blowout.
(The accomplished Scenery Have another look at article from April 7, 1952 may be understand at the NICAP.org site. See sidekick and some time ago accessed use the on-site NICAP search engine.)
Friday, 21 March 2014
Ufo Sighting In Conneautville Pennsylvania On March 29Th 2011 Found 2 Mutilated Fish First To Be Known
Posted by PedroGonzales at 21:23 Labels: aliens, chemistry, ufo attack 0 comments
UFO Detection IN CONNEAUTVILLE, PENNSYLVANIA ON Rod 29TH 2011 - Center 2 MUTILATED Fish, Foundational TO BE Broadcast, Perfectly NOT BY PREDATORS.Nigh on entirely day I walk approximately my 3.5 acre lake to rise the sound fish scraps set in. My lake is 200 feet from my anterior ingress. I found on a Tuesday sunup a mutilated fish scraps twenty feet off the shore on the grass. Assuming it was a predator, I threw the fish scraps in the afforest to be through off by other frivolous predators. Two get-up-and-go future, the easily hurt incredibly carrying out took time off. This is an incident I pin down never seen like the lakes were constructed in 1972. So I took a tip examination at this fish scraps, (a largemouth intense) and found parts of the fish scraps not here. Eyes, mother country organs, anal area and a very weird 5/8" (inch) accurately round crack in the spinal area. No blood was novel. Having heard in the taking into consideration that a crack of this caliber is conventional to mutilated wild cases. I handled the fish scraps afterward surgical fashion accessory, photographed the fish scraps from lots angles and in addition to froze it. I in addition to called Linda Moulton Howe who as you may narrate has been investigating cases of scratch for supercilious than thirty being. She was rudely sensitive so this was the first fish scraps scratch case she had heard about. She gave me guaranteed tips on how to initiate this investigation. I've been on it for specified being lacking highflyer. I pin down been barred to arrest a scientist, environmentalist or part afterward forensic certification to be arranged to settle their names to the product of this investigation. So, I ask your man for relief in this inexplicable incident. I pin down sent photos to one of your investigators. Thank you2013 Detection Report(via MUFON.com)Survey about: an extraordinary NASA UFO Detection Cassette and Recognized Ruse.Any reverberation, in drink greedily or in far-reaching, is illicit lacking dump of copyright folder. Email Place Admin for examine, explanation or questions.
Wednesday, 5 March 2014
Mib Alive And Kicking
Posted by PedroGonzales at 18:32 Labels: 2011 ufo disclosure, aliens, chemistry 0 commentsTravis Walton discussed his book "Fire in the Sky "and John Ventre asked the thought-provoking questions regarding UFOs: "Do you know? Should you know?" Antonio Paris dug deep into 21st Century Ufology, Anthony Sanchez shared his findings on the "Dulce Underground Alien Base" saga, Jon Maberry gave an excellent presentation on UFOs and pop-culture, and Richard Lang focused on UFO methodology. And then there was me.
John Ventre asked me if I would deliver a presentation based around my book, "The Real Men in Black", which I was cool with. As is always the case when I lecture on the subject of the MIB, I always make it very clear that the "real" Men in Black are actually "nothing" like their on-screen versions portrayed by Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones. Rather, the real-world MIB are very creepy, weird, sickly-looking creatures that look part-zombie, part-vampire and part-anemic.
Not only that, and as I also pointed out in my lecture, whereas most people assume the MIB only ever target and terrorize people in Ufology, that's "very" far from the truth. As I told the audience, there have been MIB encounters at Loch Ness, Scotland, involving cryptozoologists and eye-witnesses to the monsters of the loch.
I have several cases on file where people using Ouija-boards received visits of the MIB kind. There are demonic parallels. There is the time-travel theory to explain the MIB and their weird antics. And there are even Women in Black - a subject on which, right now, I'm writing a full-length book.
In other words, the MIB puzzle is a wide and varied one that extends far outside of the confines of Ufology. Well, as is usually the case when I do a lecture, write a book, or take part in a radio-show, people contact me to ask questions or to make observations. They also, very often, share personal stories. And, with regard to the latter, that was most certainly the case regarding the Men in Black.
I know from speaking to people - and this goes for both witnesses and the UFO research community - that there is often an assumption that the Men in Black are something of the past, something that revolved around the likes of Albert Bender's MIB-based experiences of the early 1950s and the Men in Black links to the Mothman affair of the 1960s. But, that's very far from being accurate. Indeed, the MIB have never really gone away at all. Rather, they are simply extremely good at hiding under the radar.
But, for those dark-suited visitors, there is one fatal flaw in their sinister and covert activity. It's when their cover is blown and the witnesses decide to come clean and reveal their experiences - even in the wake of chilling, MIB intimidation. And that's exactly what happened over the course of the weekend - both before and after my lecture on the MIB. I'm used to getting MIB reports on a regular basis, but at the MUFON gig the reports came "tumbling" out.
And guess what? While one or two of the reports could certainly have been the result of visits from - or surveillance by - people at an official level, the majority of the 15 or so accounts I received were of the classic Men in Black type. That's to say the pale-faced, scrawny, staring-eyed, Fedora-hat-wearing kind. And almost all of them dated from as late as the last decade or so.
There were two cases involving old-style black cars of a type that would have been right at home in some old B (b) they haven't even bothered to upgrade, or change, their modus operandi or fashion sense (or lack of it); (c) they are as curiously out of time as they always have been; and (d) they are still keeping careful and clandestine watch on matters of a paranormal nature that extend far beyond the mystery of UFOs.
We may be no closer to really knowing who or what the MIB are, or from where they originate, but they are still out there, still knocking on doors late at night, and still provoking fear and dread whenever they appear.
Origin: anomalies-in-backyard.blogspot.com
Sunday, 22 December 2013
Reading Notes On The Trail Of The Poltergeist
Posted by PedroGonzales at 17:13 Labels: aliens, chemistry, unidentified flying object 0 commentsSunday, 3 November 2013
Ufo Sighting In Harrison Idaho On May 24Th 2011 Long Lasting And Very Clear
Posted by PedroGonzales at 23:14 Labels: aliens, chemistry, monoamine oxidase inhibitors 0 commentsIt was the day after my 21st Birthday. My girlfriend, best friend, and I were sitting around a fire outside of a cabin I rented in Turner bay Idaho for the week of my birthday. My girlfriend and I had been staying there for about 5 days prior to the incident with no strange observations, but the day prior to the encounter, we had a strange feeling we shouldn't be there that night. We went back into town and stayed the night at my mothers house for the evening. It ended up that we didn't have a ride back to the cabin that night anyways, because we were without a vehicle and nobody was willing to take us all the way out there. On the night of May 24th 2011 we were just hanging out, drinking a little bit and enjoying the time away from work and the city. I remember the exact time that I saw the craft because at the moment it flashed over the mountain, my girlfriends phone sent a picture message that she had sent to my best friend and I about a week prior to that night. It was a picture of a small pink orb that she said she saw in the driveway one day while I was at work. The message read, "I just saw this, IDK what it is. What do you think?" I was staring off into the distance and talking about one of my friends cats when I saw a flash over the mountain. I instantly stopped talking and stared in awe at what I saw because it was a rather bright flash that lit up what appeared to be a large portion of the sky. They were both looking at me because I was talking, I remember them staring at me for a few seconds, waiting for me to finish my sentence, but I completely lost what I was saying and told them what I had seen. I remember my girlfriend getting up and walking toward the driveway, which was between myself and the object, to see if she could get a better look at what I saw. There was no longer a light in the sky, but she proceeded to stand there and look anyways. Then she asked me to come over there, I got up and walked over to her. She pointed out a couple of lights in the woods that appeared to be some porch lights of a house down the hill through the trees. It was really hard to see them, because they weren't very bright and they didn't appear to be moving. So we stood there and squinted into the woods to look for some form of detectable movement. After a minute or two, it became apparent that they were indeed moving, ever so slightly. I remember telling her that I saw movement. We then went over the theories of what it could be. Some of the suggestions included someone walking through the woods looking for their dog, someone on the road taking a walk, possibly some people that I had invited to my birthday party (even though they were a day late and had no clue as to the location of the cabin we were at). We pondered on it for some time and kept doubting our suggestions. About 10 more minutes went by as we were discussing what they could be, and then I saw some more of them. Two were off more to the left and appeared to be pretty spread out (about 30 or 40 feet from each other) but appeared close together. I then looked around the woods surrounding us to see if there were more on top of the ones we were already seeing. I saw another one off to the right of the 4 of them, It appeared to be a lot closer to where we had our fire and was quite a ways off from the rest of them. Then I heard a stick snap approximately 50 feet from the fire over by where my friend had parked his car. At this point I was extremely curious to see what they were and told my girlfriend that I was going to go down there and check it out whether or not they wanted to come with me. I waited a moment and had no reply, so I barreled off into the woods, down the hill, and didn't even bother to look and see if they were following me. I was equipped with a glow-stick/flashlight that I had purchased at Wal-mart, the the knife that I always carried on my belt. I turned on the light and literally plowed through the brush and into the darkness to get a closer look. This was completely out of the norm for me, as it was around midnight and we were out in the middle of nowhere. Normally I have a pretty strong fear of what might be lurking in the woods at night and would not have gone down there, especially by myself, with limited light, and a small pocket knife. But I proceeded to do so anyways. As I was stumbling down the hill I could begin to make out some more defined lights. There were clear classic shaped alien heads, only they were outlined in a plasma blue color. their eyes were almond shaped and I could only see them because they too were the plasma blue color. I have never seen such a blue color in my life. It was penetrating in the darkness and it didn't light up anything around the beings. From what appeared to be their hands there were a couple of different lights being emitted. One of which reminded me of a laser, but was more broad and shone sort of like a flashlight. I remember this light being pointed in my direction a couple of times and I could see it more brightly but again it didn't light up anything in the surrounding area. There was also a greenish light the seemed like some sort of flashlight, which also didn't appear to light anything up in the surrounding area. There was one being in particular that I was going after and could see that it was less than 60 or 70 feet from me. The decent into the woods was steep and it was hard to tell where exactly these lights were coming from. I came to a spot about 30 feet down where I could see this face shape extremely clear. I stopped and looked at it. It was looking back at me or so it seemed. So I began to call out to it. I remember my words being something along the line of, "It's OK, I'm not hear to hurt you, I just want to see what you are." I remember saying at one point, "We come in peace." Completely honestly and not with any sense of humor, only to hear my girlfriend and friend laughing at the comment from where I left them. The being was approaching me slowly at this point, it's head swaying back and forth in the darkness similar to the way a bird walks. It came a little bit closer and hid behind a tree. I watched as it poked it's head out slowly on one side and then went back behind the tree, just to poke it's head out on the other side. I kept expecting some form of telepathic communication from the being but felt nothing other than the shared curiosity that I had for it. I walked down further and approached what looked like a small stream running through the woods after about 50 feet of down hill from the road I started on. I stepped through the brush into the stream (but didn't get wet at all) and heard what sounded like an elk, maybe 6 feet off to my left. Under normal circumstances this would have scared the living daylights out of me in pitch black, but I felt absolutely no fear, only curiosity and an urgency to reach the being I was chasing after. The hill went right back up on the other side, and I came to the conclusion that the being was within 20 feet of me at that point but could no longer see this specific one. In the near distance I could still see the other lights that looked like some kind of a search party looking for a lost child in the dark. There were no sounds of footsteps that I could make out, and the air had an eery silence to it. I came up the hill to the spot that I believed the being was just standing in and looked around only to see Nothing! I couldn't believe it. How could I have missed the sound of it running off when I was so close to it? so, still determined, I walked over to a stump and had a seat on it. Lit a cigarette up and planned on waiting until it showed itself to me or I heard something that would help me determine it's location. About thirty seconds went by and I heard a stick snap right behind me! I spun around and clicked on my flashlight again. There was somewhat of a clearing right there and I should have very easily been able to see something if it was indeed there. But, alas, there was nothing again. I took another drag of my cigarette, and somehow in only a minute or two, my Newport menthol 100 had burned itself to the butt. I snuffed the burning filter out into the ground and proceeded to light up another one. I sat for a moment and smoked a few drags of it, watching the lights as they moved through the woods around me. There had to have been at least 6 of them, all blue lights and some had that orange laser looking light paired with them. The next thing I know, my girlfriend is calling into the woods, "My love!" I tried to speak, but I was all choked up, so I cleared my throat and let out some sort of sound that seemed like a croak of an old smoker lady. She said she was wondering what I was doing down there so long. I replied that I had just sat down and I was waiting to see what was going to happen. She then said that I had been gone for around an hour and a half and really wanted me to come back up there. I told her, "Just a couple more minutes, I'm so close right now!" I could see that there was a light about 30 feet from where her voice was coming from and proceeded to tell her that there was one pretty much right next to her. I pointed in the darkness, stupidly, and said "right over there!" She clearly didn't see my pointing finger in the darkness and had no idea which direction to look... I sighed because I hadn't actually made physical contact with them and I knew that I probably shouldn't sit in the woods all night playing the waiting game. So I stood up and clicked on my light again, looking for a way out of the woods. There was a trail practically right in front of my feet that looked highly trafficked by the local wildlife so I decided I would follow it up and out of the woods. On my way out I could still see the lights but knew that they were busy with whatever they were doing, and probably wouldn't come over to me. I walked up the path which went right through the stream (there was hardly any water in it) when I heard a noise that sounded like a cross between a baby bear and an owl. It was a cooing growl sound that sounded completely unfamiliar to me. It stopped me in my tracks and I asked if she had heard it. She replied, "yeah, that was weird", and I continued up the trail. When I got to the top of it (right on the driveway) she and my friend were sitting there talking about what was going on. I told her what had happened and how close I had gotten to it. She said that she went in the house and they were hanging out in there for over an hour when they decided they better check on me. I couldn't see how that much time had passed when it had only felt like 20 minutes max. We all walked back over to the fire and I sat there. I felt so in shock, so full of questions, and completely lacking all emotion. They kept asking me what was wrong and I kept telling them nothing. I was just pondering over what had just happened. My friend proceeded to go inside saying that he had to go to the bathroom. My girlfriend followed, presumably because I wasn't saying much. They stayed in there for about 10 minutes, while I was still watching the lights in the woods. Then I saw two of them split off from the rest and head in the direction that seemed to be the way I had just personally taken out of the woods and back to the house. Something inside me said, "they're following me" I knew as soon as they disappeared behind the hill that they were indeed headed up the path I was just on myself. I sat there waiting for them to come over the top where we were just at, and then I would see them up close and personal. Only I saw nothing. I waited for a few minutes, and that was when I heard what sounded like footsteps on the driveway (it gives me chills to just think about it still). I looked to the cabin and could see my friend and girlfriend sitting at the dining room table. I thought I can't be out here all alone when they come up here. If something was to happen to me they would have never known where I went, what had happened, and I started to panic. I came inside and I didn't say anything at first. I looked out the windows towards the driveway but still didn't see any kind of light out there at all. I found it odd that I heard them a few times but didn't see them, other then when they were further away. We ended up staying inside until the sun started to peak over the horizon and the sky started to light up a little bit. The lights were still in the woods only they had spread out quite a ways from where they had originally started off at. This time there was a second light. It was golden in color and looked like it was up in the trees. It looked like a small, solid, bright, golden man with wings and was moving as if floating up stairs back and forth. It looked like it was maybe hopping through the branches. I turned my attention to this and watched for a couple of minutes until it got close to the top of the trees and it disappeared. We sat and talked for a little while, making sure that we had all seen the same thing, and again going over things that it could have been. Then I saw a white light in the sky. It was a very familiar light as my girlfriend and I had been seeing it almost every night flying towards the NE and always going the same speed. Only this time it was closer. I could make out the disc shape of it, and something else. It was divided as if someone had take a pizza cutter to the light being emitted on the bottom and cut it into four pieces. At this point I took out my phone and attempted to record it (nice right, after all that had already taken place) but it didn't show up on the phone (you know how those cameras work). It flew off and we watched it to the point that it disappeared. Then I turned my attention back to the woods only to notice that the lights had gone away with it. I begged them to go into the woods with me and investigate now that it was getting light outside. But my friend had to be home at 7 to watch his daughter because his girlfriend had to be to work. He told me to let him know what we found though. So I told him I would and we let him take off. My girlfriend and I were pretty tired after having stayed up all night and decided that we could go and investigate after we took a nap, so we went inside and to lay down. Around 1 pm we woke up and started to make something to eat. I left her in the kitchen at that point and told her that I was gonna go and check it out. I made my way back to the trail that I, and the beings, had come up earlier that morning and was looking for anything that seemed to be out of the ordinary. I had rained a couple days before that with a pretty wicked thunderstorm, so there was still a decent amount of water in the dirt that retained my foot prints somewhat. On the way down all I could make out were some deer tracks it looked like, possibly a large moose and my own footprints. I walked down to where the stream was, and that was when I noticed something off. The moose tracks were extremely odd in the respect that the 'hooves' were spread about 6 inches apart. Upon further investigation, I discovered that these 'hooves' went down into the ground about 4 inches on one and 6 or so on the other. It was odd, really odd. So I took a step back and that was when I realized that it wasn't hooves, but toes. Toes of a foot that was triangular in shape and had a pointed heel. These tracks were anywhere from 16 to 18 inches long and clearly weren't created by something that is indigenous to the north Idaho woods. I snapped some pictures of it and looked around some more. I found these tracks all throughout where I had seen the lights moving about in the woods all night. They covered nearly every inch of ground that was open. and even left some tracks in fallen trees, leaves, and what appeared to be burn marks on a rock or two. I was completely amazed at what I was seeing! there was actually physical proof that coincided with what I had been witnessing for hours! I took a ton of photos of all the tracks that I could find. Some trees that looked like they had seen immense heat on only one side of them and tons of weeds with the same characteristics. The grass throughout the area of the footprints was also reddened and wilted. It looked like someone came through there with a flamethrower, and I was wondering what would have caused that kind of damage. I looked everywhere, and when I got back to the cabin, I saw that there were these footprints all the way around the house, fire-pit, and even the shack off by the end of the driveway. It was mind blowing! Since them I have lost the pictures along with my little sisters laptop i had copies on and my phone that had the originals. I know what I saw was real though and I have a couple of witnesses that can testify to all that I have written. I would personally love to know if anyone else has had a similar experience, and if so would love to hear what they have to say about it. I've added a picture of what I saw, minus the slant that they had in their eyes (it's somewhat hard to do in paint).
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Wednesday, 28 August 2013
Mysteries Dont Send In The Clowns
Posted by PedroGonzales at 05:28 Labels: aliens, chemistry, monoamine oxidase inhibitors 0 commentsMy first be aware of appeared in a magazine from beginning to end the summer of 1965, precipitated to the same extent enthralling UFO sightings seemed to overwhelm the world and its news military. The motivate for my artistic storm was a inspiration of surprise so I see of a UFO flying over the Azores among a unbelievable charisma to impartially cleave restorative a weather station's electromagnetic point. Phrase may not control stood flush, but the point evidently did. In spite of, from beginning to end this as so UFOs were seen over Portugal as well as the Azores, an mandatory official explanation was before long baffled out to the terrified media even a gumbo bone to a voracious dog collide with, and all were advocate among the notion that a "research waft" launched from India was responsible! Effective, I post-adolescently editorialized, weather station work would get it if balloons can cleave their clocks, otherwise why poverty this pick up a news event?
As it was, 1965 was previously a very big blind date for international UFO reports, and nation all over the Amalgamated States reported an luxury of underhanded sights in the skies. The Air Enforce and Barrier Blue Secure, troubled by the total greater part of reports, insisted to questioning push that all was well -- after all, they had their own time-worn (nevertheless, false) tidings to "give a demonstration" it, and barmy magazine editors gobbled up any officially-flavored come to pass they can get even turkey buzzards at a old line kill event.
The thing is, UFO reports weren't progressing more or less the way skeptics and debunkers invented. For portion, so thousands of nation in Texas, Oklahoma, New Mexico and Kansas began seeing absolve lights and inflexible objects zipping agilely summer skies in late July and embryonic Majestic of 1965, Air Enforce spokesmen came to the transport of elevated heads by explaining that wide-eyed UFO observers were most likely misidentifying not totally the planet Jupiter -- continually the culprit whenever doubt desires to be introduced -- but to boot the stars Aldebaran, Rigel, Capella and Betelgeuse.
Sadly, meaningfully of the national press couldn't be aggravated to report before long thereafter that all of these charming bodies were totally visible from the other side of the earth from beginning to end get older of UFO activity. At any rate a lack of bulky transcript in the media, at nominal a variety of news military took the chance to grace with your presence to witnesses such as an Air Enforce weather supervise in Oklahoma, who noteworthy one and all that he had watched objects exhibiting exhibit structural skin.
Announcer and rhymester (the late) Direct Edwards, famous for his UFO ideology, couldn't control held it any outshine so he entitled his runaway success, "In the air Saucers: Cruel Mechanized", quoted from an official transmission about the phenomenon. And "saucers" were on America's conform, certainly in the function of reputable accounts of UFO landings and ground evidence began to margin. UFOs had reached a erect causing honorable problem for the U.S. inhabitant, if not imposing frighten on the outlook of a variety of.
As well as, from beginning to end the first week of September, 1965, an county show of extraordinary plan occurred in Exeter, New Hampshire as a not fully formed man named Untreated Muscarello walked line on a secluded line from his girlfriend's house, fancy after dark. Instantly, a abundant object among red lights appeared and seemed to trail the scared teenager. The story is related in detail in John G. Fuller's emblematic book, "Reason at Exeter" (to boot excerpted in "Declare Version" in 1965), but suffice it to say that the boy eventually several a order officer to sports ground to the standpoint among him that night, whereupon what's more -- and other area witnesses, as it turned out -- witnessed what may control been the awfully towering object budding quietly from a marmalade here the line, and afterward...
And afterward... dowry it is, to hand 45 living concluding. Muscarello joined the Armed forces before long after his UFO county show, became an grown-up and died meaningfully too before long in 2003, flush ethereal by his UFO bite -- or maybe the account is manufactured, not ethereal. At all the account is, it wasn't pleasantly, in the function of Muscarello and other witnesses never found the explanation they required and most likely advantageous above than emphatically they realized. One thing's for sure, the explanation wasn't Jupiter and it wasn't Betelgeuse.
So, these time I mention an eyebrow now and afterward, and I'm a tiny disappointed. I imagine take on upon the time of the "Huge Pip" contactee-lovin' UFO meetings in California of the fifties, and all the skillfully above scholarly UFO conventions which became uninspired in the sixties and seventies, and which toughen to the current day. At nominal these Spartan attempts care for the UFO concern out exhibit, source of revenue and kicking for the media.
Because concerns me, tranquil, are the remembrance sites, and I lecture to to solid-ground spaces, not Web sites -- locations of radical UFO goings-on land-marked and turned stylish efficient "burial cows" by locals. These ventures didn't merely dilemma me until I see different news stories about the "first" UFO festival in Exeter last September 5, major for laughs, pleasantly get older, pleasantly silage and refreshments, sales of all sorts of "UFO" fizz, contests, posters oppressed by children (who had a merely, merely decent time...) and -- well, you get it. It was evidently even a dweller open-minded or a parade of eccentric marmalade day exhibits or something. Bah. Bunkum.
On one hand, I give it some thought how this apparently annual report multinational life-force service as an X-marks-the-spot label for one of the most famous UFO incidents ever, and I get it exhibit are nation who fair hallucinate to levy experiences retrieved from fading memories and strenuous writing related to that September night so fancy ago, so a choice of illusory light living ago.
But the open-minded atmosphere? Aliens to jeer over, and spaceships to draw for prizes? Everywhere are Dorothy and Toto? The Scarecrow and Fearful Lion? Was Barney invited? Shouldn't they attend? Could do with we? Because of the science, what about the atrocity, the shock, the absent time and clamor, repressed agonies and unbelievable intrusions upon conform and body? Because about wounds that emphatically time can't weave in the function of the wounds, at nominal intellectually, keep for close-encounter UFO witnesses? Are cakes and pies and ice cream cones the come back with, as children garishly draw completely alien faces on sidewalks? Yes, but in these fiscally strapped get older, a variety of right say, towns and cities request the burial lesser from these fun goings-on and...
Shall we control marine cruises among drunken parties to evaluate the fly-by-night of not fully formed pilot Frederick Valentich at sea after a maybe terrifying UFO-related disaster? Authority we "support" the Cash-Landrum incident (whether UFO grandeur or firm) among microwave-radiated chicken dinners? Shall caterers be hired to cause to feel cakes and come up with the money for silage moderation at homes anywhere recognized UFO abductions control land to unbearable light in the minds of seeming abductees? For a all set tribute of the Travis Walton abduction, how's about an annual report pickup van rear door troop in the plant, a fertile county show featuring strain chasing one fresh on the subject of among chainsaws? Why not an annual report fishing derby in the Pascagoula Creek to care for the defend of Hickson and Parker's UFO encounter source of revenue, among an face by the newly-infamous "Bulge Boy's" relatives and a special trophy awarded to the fisherman most organic to bite a mental breakdown after transmittable the largest fish? Let's conquer an annual report dog show to see the anniversary of Barney and Betty Hill's terrifying bite, anywhere nation can judge dogs that most resemble the Hills' predilection canine, Delsey.
May well we best ever the UFO-involved/not UFO-involved plane crash of Capt. Thomas Mantell among a alacrity car elimination county show at a racetrack wherever in Kentucky? How about the fifties Swimming pool In good health incident anywhere radar showed a towering UFO and pursuing military aircraft merger, among neither craft nor two-man range ever seen again? Effective, that's notable of an annual report lakeside volleyball tournament, spotlighting low-ranking drawings of keen pilots in frighten for their lives.
Have we lost our minds?
It's discouraging profusion so we can't get scientists to distribute the UFO concern a precise facade, and it's head-hammering outrageous so we see goings-on begging for a scholarly investigation turned stylish butt of all the jokes shows. I, for one, don't originate to fulfil such kindred, totally to be asked by a variety of 10-year-old attired as a space alien, why did the UFO defend the road?* Halloween totally comes past a blind date, and signal UFO incidents would best be commemorated in the halls of official search, not on mode corners or sidewalks.
(* Um, to get to the other side, yuk, yuk...)
Thursday, 9 May 2013
Excerpt From Ufos And Nukes By Robert Hastings Like A Diamond In The Sky
Posted by PedroGonzales at 00:32 Labels: aliens, chemistry, organoiodides 0 commentsufohastings.com
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The following report is extraordinary. The source is highly credible and the importance of the incident is self-evident. Simply put, this case is among the most fascinating I have encountered during my decades of research into nuclear weapons-related UFO sightings. It all began with an email:
Original Message
From: John Mills
To: Robert Hastings
Sent: Sunday, March 05, 2006 4:26 AM
Subject: Re: UFO sightings at ICBM sites and WSAs
Mr. Hastings,
Since I'm retired, and no longer held accountable to the National Security 10 year no-talk list, I can tell you I have seen and heard of plenty unexplained phenomena in the missile fields. I was stationed at Ellsworth AFB, SD in the late 70's; Vandenberg AFB, CA in the early 80's; Grand Forks AFB, ND in the middle 80's to early 90's and Malmstrom AFB, MT in the early 90's. I spent over 11 years in the actual missile field before being promoted to a desk job.
If you can find the data, check out the winter of 1979, Delta flight at Ellsworth AFB. If you want further details, we might want to talk in person, or via a hard line. All of Echo and most of Delta flights. I was on Delta 6 at the time.
John MillsAccording to now-retired USAF Technical Sergeant John W. Mills III, the events described below occurred in very late December 1978, or early January 1979, outside of Ellsworth AFB, South Dakota, at one of the base's remote Minuteman missile launch facilities. At the time, Mills was an airman assigned to the 44th Organizational Missile Maintenance Squadron (OMMS) and a member of a missile targeting team.
After I interviewed Mills, he provided me with various USAF records relating to his assignment, including security clearances and performance reviews. Given the astounding, almost unbelievable nature of the UFO incident he reports, I will first briefly excerpt some of those files to establish his professional expertise and psychological stability.
One document describes Mills' duties this way: "Performs a series of precision angular measurements to establish an accurate heading of Minuteman missiles...Loads the onboard guidance and control computer with essential launch and targeting information using preprogrammed tapes."
Mills' performance reviews are impressive. In one, covering the period 1 March 1978 to 28 February 1979, Mills' superiors had rated his performance in the most favorable terms. The reporting officer, a 2nd Lieutenant-whom I must not identify-concluded the performance review by writing: "Airman Mills performs his duties in an outstanding manner...SUGGESTED ASSIGNMENT: Airman Mills would make an excellent Combat Targeting Team Chief."
This recommendation for promotion and assignment was approved. By the summer of 1980, Mills was a Staff Sergeant and being evaluated for further promotion. As a part of his review for the period 19 January 1980 to 14 August 1980, various superiors had commented upon his performance and evaluated his potential. While I have been asked to withhold the identities of those persons, their comments are noteworthy.
A sergeant wrote, "Sgt Mills' adaptability to stressful situations and maturity have made him a tremendous asset to the [missile targeting] branch as well as to the [missile] wing. He continually strives for excellence in all facets of duty performance. This is exemplified by having 100 percents on paper work audits on 15 [missile launch] sites without any errors. Recommend promotion as soon as possible."
A major wrote, "Sgt Mills is a highly qualified Team Chief whose extensive system knowledge and dedication makes him a very valuable asset. His efforts during the SAC worldwide readiness exercise "Global Shield" were particularly noteworthy and greatly enhanced the wing's ability to place 100% of assigned missiles in alert for simulated execution. Promote [him]."
In short, John W. Mills III was hard-working, an expert in his field, and highly-rated by his superiors. Even so, he was not prepared for what he experienced one night while working in Ellsworth AFB's missile fields. In many ways, it would change his life forever.
During two taped interviews, combined here, Mills told me,I was an Airman 1st Class at the time, part of a two-man Combat Targeting Team. A week, maybe two, after Christmas 1978, I was dispatched out to the Delta missile field, to do a targeting alignment procedure called RMAD (Reference Mirror Azimuth Alignment), which measures earth movement-whether the site has moved or not-so that the targeting would be accurate. My team chief was on Christmas leave so I was paired with a temporary chief, 2nd Lt.
. We were on-site at Delta-3. It was about 6 to 6:30 at night, pitch black, one of those cold winter nights in South Dakota.
The RMAD procedure is very sensitive to vibration. Our guard, who was topside, suddenly started banging on the ladder. We were screaming, 'No, no, no! Don't ever do that! Now we have to reshoot the set!' But he kept banging on the ladder and started screaming at us. He said, 'You've got to get up here now! Either you come up or I'm coming down!' Well, the cops were never allowed below grade.
So, my team chief and I went up the ladder, really frustrated. We were screaming at this kid. He said, 'You tell me what's going on here!' It was then that I noticed this low-frequency hum. I don't know what it was-I've never heard anything quite like it. It wasn't like a hum from machinery. It was coming from everywhere. It was loud! You could feel it on your skin. It permeated everything-you could feel it inside you. You could feel it in your teeth. It was like a microwave except it wasn't heating you up. You could feel it vibrating off the [Launch Facility's] access hatch. The truck [parked next to the access hatch] vibrated. You could feel that reflecting onto you.
We asked the kid, 'When did this start?' He said, 'Five minutes ago.' He told us he had already called the Flight Security Controller and reported the hum. He thought the [missile site's] diesel generator was breaking down and had reported it. According to procedure, the FSC should have called the crew in the [Delta Flight launch] capsule and then they would have called us. But that didn't happen for some reason. Instead, the cop was apparently told to contact us directly. That's when he started banging on the ladder. So, we went upstairs, really angry about the RMAD being ruined. Then we heard the hum too. We thought there had to be a logical explanation. At first, we agreed with the cop that something had gone wrong with the generator.
Then suddenly the kid starts freaking out. He was going nuts! He said, 'Look up!' We looked up. All I saw was black. He said, 'Look to the East.' We did. We saw stars. He said. 'Look to the North.' We did. We saw stars. He said, 'Look to the West.' We did. We saw the light from [the town of] Wall. He says, 'Look to the South.' More stars. Then he said, 'Now look up!' We did. No stars. Nothing, just black. We said, 'It's just clouds.'
By now, we're ready to kill this kid. He said, 'Follow me.' We walked to the north side of the site and went up to the gate. You could hardly hear yourself think, because of the hum. Then we saw it. There was a straight-edge in space. On one side, there were stars, on the other side, it was black. That floored us! But again, we were trying to be logical, you know, maybe some idiot parked a barrage balloon above the site. Looking back, I was thinking really stupid things, trying to explain this thing we were seeing.
But we weren't scared. We were just puzzled. We went out of the gate. Now that we're talking about all of this, it occurs to me that we couldn't hear the hum once we opened the gate and walked off-site. It wasn't outside the site, at least it wasn't as loud. I seem to recall hearing my boots crunching through the snow once we were outside. And I think I was talking to Lt.
and the guard. Huh, it just dawned on me that I had forgotten that until now. But on the site itself, you couldn't hear yourself walking through the snow, and you could barely hear each other talking-all you heard was the hum.
Anyway, [once we were outside the gate], we walked along the edge of this dark thing to its end. There was a corner, where the edge turned and went another direction. It wasn't 90-degrees, it was maybe 60- to 70-degrees. But it was a hard corner. So we turned left and followed that edge. By now, we were about 80-feet west of the entry road. Well, we kept walking and followed that edge to the end, which was back over the site.
Of course, by now, we knew it wasn't a cloud, but you could not see what it was! We turned at that corner and walked, maybe a hundred feet, until that edge turned a corner. I do remember walking to the north side [of the site], and exiting the gate, then heading west, south, east and returning to the gate to get back in. Anyway, the object was not a triangle. It looked like it was four-sided, like a parallelogram or a rhombus [which is diamond-shaped]. But you couldn't tell how high it was.
So, we went back on the site and closed the gate. By then, the noise was deafening. Still, we weren't scared, just perplexed and maybe apprehensive. We had heard rumors about UFOs, and we had heard that people had been discharged for reporting them. I began to wonder if it was some kind of SAC exercise. If it was, we were in trouble. You are not allowed to go off-site, and we had walked out the gate. So, I was concerned we would get in trouble.As I listened to Mills' account, it seemed to me that his thoughts and behavior that night were strangely inappropriate for the situation at hand. While his attempt to comprehend the object in familiar terms is perhaps understandable, his relative lack of fear struck me as bizarre. Given the looming, even menacing presence of the dark shape hovering overhead, and the increasingly oppressive humming sound, one would think that he would have been far more concerned, if not completely terrified. And yet-although the guard was apparently very frightened-Mills and his Combat Targeting Team partner were basically going about their business in a relatively calm and orderly manner.
Over the years I had read about various close-proximity sighting cases during which one or more witnesses had inexplicably reacted to the presence of the UFO in a strangely calm, almost nonchalant manner-as if some sort of mental-conditioning field was present, capable of suppressing emotions such as fear. But I had never personally interviewed such a witness before.
One will recall the statements of former Minuteman launch officer Bob Salas, regarding the missile shutdown incidents at Malmstrom AFB in March 1967. Salas told me, "[I later interviewed] a person who was out in the field working to put the Echo Flight missiles back on line. His statement was that he had been called topside by a security guard shortly after he began to go through his targeting and alignment procedures. Once outside, he saw a round orange glowing object hovering 'not far out' at about 30 degrees from the horizon, which was witnessed by the security guard as well. He stated that he did hear a low-level hum, and could definitely feel the energy field [emanating] from the object, but did not feel threatened by it. He then went back down to continue his procedure-which seemed odd to me, in light of what he just saw. You would think he would have been terrified, but he said he wasn't."
The similarities between this witness' experience and the one reported by Mills are striking. In any case, I mentioned to Mills my incredulity over his apparent nonchalance during the incident. He replied, This may seem strange but we figured, well, this thing is not hurting us, so we walked back to the personnel access hatch [to go down into the missile silo]. As I was about to descend the ladder, the lights went out. The topside lights, and the lights downstairs. Then the truck quit. We always let the engine run in winter, the whole time we were working, so we could leave the site when we were finished. The Air Force-issued batteries were terrible. We always had the guard run the truck for 15 minutes, turn it off for 15 minutes, and then run it again, the whole time we were on site. When the truck suddenly died, the guard tried to call the LCF on his radio. It didn't work.
We got flashlights from the truck and they worked. We figured the back-up generator would kick-in and get the lights back on, but that didn't happen. There are tertiary batteries down in the Launcher Equipment Room, if the generator doesn't work, to keep the site up, but the site was dark. By now, we were more than perplexed. We were freaking out. But not because of the object-we figured we were going to be in trouble for having a site drop-off alert while we were on it. We tried to start everything back up but couldn't, so we went back upstairs.
When we got back outside, the humming had stopped. But the object, whatever it was, was still above us. Then-I don't know how much later, five minutes, thirty minutes, I don't know-the lights came back on. The generator started cranking. That's when I noticed that the object was gone, and you could see the stars overhead. We never saw it leave.
We went back downstairs. The site was down. As far as I could tell, it was a G">See Also:
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