On Sept. 4, 1990, AAA, MT and several of the T-Bird staff went to Arizona to attend

the National New Age and Alien Agenda Conference.

AAA rarely leaves her room; MT hasn’t been out of the state in 19 years—but

for reasons which will become apparent in this and the installments to come,

they did not want to miss this one; for, as Holmes would say to Watson,

"Come, my good fellow—I can tell the mind of Moriarty is at work here. The game’s afoot!"

by Marshall Telemachus

from Zelator Website


Chapter I


Summary: These few pages are a brilliant introduction into the realms of a Secret Government, and their interaction with Alien space-beings. All the ultra-secret motives and plans behind the Shadow Government as well as behind the Alien’s roles since Roswell are discussed here! Did you know these Roswell space-beings were ... bio-robots ? So, who sent them here? And for what reasons? Again, MT’s spirit shines through all dimensions. Which is something you can’t afford to miss.


We Go to the Tim Beckley National New Age and Alien Agenda Conference

The world isn’t what you think it is

  • Unless of course you’ve always thought that "Through The Looking Glass" is a documentary description of the way things are, that every official science and social-study is a "tale told by an idiot";

  • unless you’ve always thought that secret societies, hidden governments and controlling families hold the keys of power while everything’s intentionally oriented in the wrong direction,


  • unless you’ve always thought that conventional interpretations of reality were a deliberately administered drug, doping into a collective dream so that ineffectual gestures cast shadows on a wall that accordingly moves but by means of cables concealed behind; and that those cables extend down old abandoned elevator shafts and derelict mines into tunneled phantasmagorias that effectually honeycomb the Earth’s insides hiding cavernous fortresses, halls of civilizations "lost" and exotic armamentariums where refugees from unknown eras of the planet’s surface mingle with interdimensional mercenaries, and every manner of being from beyond the parochial framework capable of streaming in on secret lines of linkage from the farthest star sets up shop, establishes staging outposts for one or another purpose in the proper—dimensional—pockets formed in the seals of the Earth’s concentric "centers",


  • unless you’ve always thought that from such sealed centers, the various influences of diverse agencies are sent to the surface on beams of technical magic generating stresses in our psychic atmospheres according to some desire to accelerate or retard the evolutionary development of the consciousness on the crust;

  • unless you’ve always thought that, through the interaction of such criss-cross rays there convened the secret histories behind all pasteboard fictions—the basic Unity in the mock "plurality" of powers detectable at those blurred scams of conspiratorial overlap where certain officers of the mundane order always hold concurrent—if camouflaged—posts upon interlocking boards of "occult" directorates through which the kingmakers are actually anointed, the secret governments silently installed...


  • unless you’ve always thought that those subterraneous forces fight an ongoing battle for the hearts and minds of uncommitted man toward the time accordingly prepared when there would either be a sufficiency of corresponding substance to actualize the birth of Conscious freedom or to materialize that eldritch vision, the return to daylight consciousness of the twilight armies of the Elder Race—the emergence into mundane history of the Old Ones of the Night of Time..


  • unless of course you’ve always thought it was something like that.

Otherwise, you’ve got quite a surprise coming.

Indeed as we of the winged T-Bird floated over the forested, two-lane Arizona highway in our rented van, detouring to catch the Canyon in a sheer gauze of rain while making our angular route to Phoenix and the "Tim Beckley Annual UFO Convention"—miles and outstretched miles across that reminiscent ribbon of blacktop beneath beaming arches of a double rainbow, L.A. behind in a rapidly-dissipating dream of departure through a smokering shroud—it felt as if one could be perfectly at peace with any tidy version of America, any hallowed parchment in an empty gallery...

It all seemed perfectly permissible since this was the Storybook version, these unspoiled hills and diamond skies—any retrogressive estimate, any grade-school atavism molded again to manageable proportions and all ringed ’round with the safely-habitable, politely conformable world would suffice and survive in an atmosphere so equal to the simplicity such sentiment required, all could be sustained without subscribing to a single thing. Here in this very place if anywhere at all that ultimate vision of man’s politicized peace could find its suitably pastoral correlative—here in the very place where in fact it was most perfectly belied...

It was all like a typical Hitchcock movie—opening shots of a bucolic American burg clean as the angle on a T-square and background music belonging to Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood—but wait, that set-up innocence is by now dead giveaway that there’s something rotten, basically awful lurking just below the kodachrome surface! The now-famous Lynch would continue a brain-damaged version of such a theme as the ’80s slouched toward the inevitable ’90s, rendering the whole wholesome scene as a surreal commercial skimming over the happy hamlet on the camera-wing of a golden oriole, over treetops and firehouse and across leaf-rustled schoolyard dropping softly on a garden beneath the sunny shale of which, lifted just a little, we see a crawling beetle in the bright-green blades, and leveraged a little more so as to rip up some of the overgrown slipgrass we begin to see first signs of real vermin.... and as the rock is peeled back like the back of a skull from a rotted corpse the whole miasmal swarm of centipedes and maggot-brood overspills in soundtrack amplification like the munching of a million mites on gristle...

So one muses while taking in the pine and scented cedar of whistle-clean Flagstaff (that evening, indeed, first glimpse at the paper in the motel room two girls attacked by unknown assailant on that very highway, where the roadsigns like abandoned Burma-shave boards warn Prison Zone, don’t pick up hitchhikers).

Even as the lovely, meditative miles spooled off from that veritable ribbon of two-lane one couldn’t help but consider how far it all was from the spirit of Easy Rider which it nonetheless evoked indeed. "What a long strange trip it’s been"! One recalled that most famous of celluloid scenes from the ’60s, in which Hopper and Fonda gleefully conspire to get Jack Nicholson’s straight-Southern lawyer stoned for the first time beneath a wooded American night-sky, and Nicholson proceeds to take them on a trip as he loosens up and begins the celebrated soliloquy as to how those satellites are often saucers in disguise and how the spacepeople have been monitoring this planet for ages—one remembered the dream-lidded dubiety of Hopper’s "Billy", and Fonda’s progressive facial register of his trademark "far out "...

Suppose, in our collectively stoned condition, the scene doesn’t stop there but goes right straight on—in an exponentially paranoic time ellipse—as Nicholson keeps puffing and proclaims "yes, and not only have the spacebeings been monitoring us but they’ve actually made themselves known to our government and have made a secret pact with the military at the highest levels, you know... "

He proceeds—yes—Joints passed gingerly through the audience as attention becomes thoroughly sucked up in the enveloping immensity of the Screen...

"Of course the military’s interested in the arrangement because of their highly advanced technology and the implicit threat their superior knowledge poses to the whole safety of the planet Earth and civilization as we know it... "

Fonda’s lids lift in puffy pantomime of the proverbial "far out"....

"But what the spacebeings are interested in is interbreeding wilh Earth women in order to improve their genetic stock, which has been severely damaged by nuclear holocausts on their own world... "

Hopper rolls his eyes moonward in appeal to the patron of lunatics, takes another hit as Fonda in sheer mesmeric fascination moves around the campfire closer to the raptured Nicholson...

"And the secret government, you know the military-industrial complex and its espionage agencies and the Council on Foreign Relations and the Illuminati and the Jason Scholars and the Club of Rome and the Bilderbergers and the Masons and the Elks and the Shriners, the secret government decides to the aliens’ terms in the hopes of keeping their abduction activities to a limited basis that can be supervised, so we exchange the promise of a full list of the borrowed citizens used in their genetic experiments and returned undamaged for the guarantee of acquiring their advanced scientific knowledge so we can forge far ahead of the Russians and at the same time raise ourselves onto a par with the spacebeings. Of course," Jack continues, staring slit-eyed into the fire, "we figure these spacebeings aren’t used to Earth-deals, our military figures that it’s slickered these rubbery skinned rubes from Orion and all the while it doesn’t realize that it’s they themselves that have been slickered. "

"I suppose these space dudes have fine print in their contract what’d they do, have you for their attorney?" Hopper jeers, Bogarting the last of the Joint that’s lingered twelve eternities as an idle glow in the shadow between his fingers.

"That’s correct," Jack forges on, "the fine print as you so sagely remark, implicitly stated that these spacebeings had just been given carte blanche because of a little-known clause of cosmic law which was just not the Earth government’s forte. And that law states that the sanctity, the internal self-contained development of a planetary culture or society cannot be violated except on invitation extended an outside agency by the free Will of that culture, through its overt or implicit representatives."

"Come again?" Fonda interjects after what seems to be an interminable suspension of time, every audible nuance in the crackle of the campfire meticulously subdividing into separate infinities of tone..

"You heard correctly my friend. It turns out that, once the invitation is extended by making a pact or treaty, the spacebeings that are negatively polarized and therefore not honorbound to observe the specific terms of any agreement, are perfectly able to maraud and plunder according to the actual spirit or true character that originally sparked the agreement. Since the whole treaty was inspired in the first place by designs of military supremacy, control and conquest, the spacebeings of negative orientation take that to be the real governing terms of their own activity. So the military comes to find out that they’ve violated the agreement, that they’re only submitting fractional lists of the actual number of unsuspecting citizens they’ve been abducting and subjecting to genetic experiments, medical examinations, brainwashing and post-hypnotic suggestion, amnesia, monitor implanting of a surgical type and so forth... "

"So what exactly does the military and the secret power-structure do when it finds out about this infraction?" Fonda asks, spellbound with the tiny image of the bonfire dancing in each glazed pup of his eyes.

"Well, naturally, it goes right ahead and uses as much of the alien technology as is doled out by the comparative eyedropper, to abduct and brainwash and implant U S citizens as well... "

"Good." Hopper chortles, "We’ll retaliate the execution on U.S. hostages by taking American citizens hostage and executing them ourselves!’"

"That’s sort of the logic, alright," Jack drawls. "You see what the government started getting concerned about, was the number that really seemed to be involved here, and that it wasn’t only miscellaneous citizens they were finding with ’missing time’ but military personnel, government officials and people in key positions of power, everywhere..." Cut back and forth to successively tight shots on Fonda’s "far out" expression... "Well, the government begins to figure that the only thing it can do is either go to the American people through the mass media and confess the fact that it’d closed a bad deal behind everyone’s back and appeal to the enlightened concernment of the general citizenry, or it can clam up, spare itself the embarrassment and the implicit revelation concerning the character of routine behavior-patterns, and develop its own preemptive strike capabilities using a combination of what it could extract of alien technology and the advanced work of its best scientific minds."

"So," Fonda seems to pick each separate piece like glass from the cells of his brain, "the government must have figured out that the extraterrestrials don’t just want to borrow from our gene pool splice a few codes into their allegedly fatigued systems."

"That’s right. From all the evidence gathered through hypnotic regression, advanced spy equipment and loose ends that the aliens didn’t bother to clean up or deliberately left around, the government began to get the idea that masses of people were being abducted in their sleep or off the highways, rigged with monitoring devices and hypnotically programmed, and much of what they found out seemed to indicate that the information or behavioral codes implanted in this way were of the order of elaborate, double-lock time release imprints. Because of the complex way the aliens folded the information into the hypnotic recesses of people’s brains, the programs themselves couldn’t be retrieved but the surrounding recollections and circumstantial evidences suggested that highly sophisticated technological knowledge was often being stored away in the deep minds of ordinary citizens, and even subliminally retained instructions on how to run certain kinds of alien UFO equipment and weaponry! Well, because of this the government got the idea quick that the aliens were creating a silent ground-level army of dormant, robotically programmed units in the form of unsuspecting ordinary people in all walks of life, that could be called on simultaneously at the appropriate time."

"You mean, sort of like a zombie army, Night of the Living Dead stuff," Hopper interjects in asthmatic gasps while holding his breath.

"Yeah," Jack smiles with an exaggerated wag of his chin, obviously enjoying himself. "Well, the government and military-industrial-espionage-bankocracy complex isn’t going to play second fiddle to anybody’s plans for world conquest, let alone aliens from some other system of space and time altogether! And besides, such nefarious activities also begin to look very much as if they can work directly to the benefit of the power structure in order to consolidate its global hold even further, if played right. "

"You mean because of all the incredibly advanced technology they may be able to get their hands on.. "

"...and also because the threat of an alien from-outerspace takeover, if regulated and timed and released just right could create the kind of unprecedented situation that could totally disorient human psychology and cause everyone in their panic and bewilderment to submit willingly to the martial law order of a world totalitarianism. "

"You mean the whole thing fits into the pattern of producing a One World Government."

"That’s right," Jack grins an oriental grin with satisfied con-clusiveness. "Of course because of all the unpredictable variables and the inherent uncertainty..." he enunciates the syllables distinctly, with stoned precision like the most grandiloquent of hippie pedagogues, "what with the aliens being so inscrutable and producing so many contradictory signals, the power-structure brainstorms a lot of contingency plans. They don’t just develop one course of action but a whole line of options. They get their think tanks working overtime. First of all, of course, they have to at least keep up with the aliens, so their own spy-fraternities like the NSA and CIA double up on the monitoring operation; they not only supply the aliens jointly occupied underground facilities such as in Arizona, Nevada and New Mexico where they can learn from their electromagnetic and biogenetic procedures while keeping things in an apparently ’controlled’ environment, but they subject the people used as guinea pigs there to a double operation, a covert duplication of the aliens’ procedures where the government independently kidnaps the same and other people in order to use what they’ve learned of alien technology to implant and program them as well, to monitor their activities, experiment with radio-hypnotic intracerebral control telepathic transmission of orders... long-distance disruption of behaviors through ELF... combinations of drug, hypnotic and electromagnetic brainwashing and so on. In fact the government starts experimenting from the very beginning at supersecret facilities like Los Alamos, on forms of genetic breeding and exotic DNA intervention aimed at beating the aliens to the punch where it comes to forming an indigenous, Earth-based super-race, or alternatively a biologically programmed and obedient caste of home-made androids, you know, disposable organic robots to perform menial or dangerous tasks, suicidal missions and so forth. Also of course the secret government pursues the technology of cloning so as to be able to actually substitute hypnotically-obedient robot drones for key government and communications personalities."

"Yeah! I know a lot of politicians and more than a few news anchors that answer to that description already!" Hopper exclaims, peering cross eyed through the rings of smoke he’s puffed toward the pulsing fire.

"It seems that all this time the secret government has led official science at the popular level into ’safe’ lines of development, where the really advanced and revolutionary forms of the super-science that was already largely in the military’s hands would be screened from view and go unsuspected by the vast majority. "

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Hopper seems to explode like a pine-log popping in the fire, "how the hell does this all-powerful cryptic goddamn ’government’ of yours manage to do all that, huh?" Stoned indignation to the superlative degree. "How do the ’authorities’ manage to keep scientists from discovering things in the natural course of practicing their science? How do they manage to manipulate and control something that has to function intrinsically through the spirit of ’free inquiry’!"

"I suppose you feel the Russian government has allowed its scientists free unbridled inquiry all these years... "

"Well hell no, that’s different—everyone knows they’ve been hamstrung in a lot of ways by the arbitrary imposition of Communist doctrine, ’dialectical materialism’ and all that. I suppose you’re going to tell me that the free world governments have also imposed their version of restrictive doctrine all over the ivy of higher learning, the groves of capitalist academe... "

"There it is," Jack pounces, "you just said it. Investigation always goes where the money flows. That’s the kind of ’doctrine’ that keeps things in line in the free world. Funding, my friend. What line of inquiry is deemed lucrative? What avenue of impartial academic pursuit does Congress and the regulatory valves of those steering committees designate as deserving of the grants, the big-buck subsidies? Do corporations and the utility companies really allow the unrestrained, impartially-subsidized development of free-energy resources even though the principles and working models were proven by people like Tesla early in the century? Or do they doctor the existing evidence, abridge important texts, confiscate papers, hire ’popularizes’ to streamline seminal theories such as Clerk Maxwell’s original equations which possessed an important scalar component that just somehow doesn’t show up in the sanitized standard produced by his ’interpreter’ Oliver Heaviside."

"You don’t have to get huffy," Hopper murmurs, the floating focus of his interest already dispersed as he folds over, in calm containment, before the banking fire.

"It’s just stuff that should be self-evident," Jack says with satisfied disdain. "You can even trace the changing position of the ’unofficial’ power structure as it pulls the strings behind the scenes. I’ll bet you didn’t know that there was a terrific public surge of antigravity research in the early ’50s, all of it right out in the open, newspapers and scientific magazines and all. It wasn’t belittled back then... but you’re probably too young to remember."

"I remember all the ’50s sci-fi movies about flying saucers and weird beings from other worlds," Hopper snorts in bemused reminiscence.

"Exactly!" Nicholson brightens. "That was inspired by the same basic thing that was happening all over! It’s not an accident that electrogravitics was such a hot pursuit right out in the public at the same time that there started up the big UFO flap, and all the films on flying saucers and spaceage technology. It’s all part and parcel of the same phenomenon. "

"Yeah, boredom with the Eisenhower years," Hopper laughs.

"Well, even that bland middleclass atmosphere was a way of keeping the lid on, and maintaining the impression of order while in fact the most revolutionary of all happenings was seething right under everyone’s nose. All that gravity research was stimulated by the recent recovery of the crashed UFOs—the government was pushing, without letting most of its scientists or any of the public know the truth, they needed to get caught up fast on that whole zone of exotic potential, you know at the time there was only so much they could derive from examining strange, partially damaged or out-of-commission craft made of elements or alloys beyond the comprehension of present Earth science altogether. The government obviously felt we had to develop our own, terrestrial based equivalent if we were going to survive exposure to the startling things that were found at those recovery sites."

"What things?" Fonda slowly turns his head, obviously magnetized by the ominous undertone.

"Wait a minute," Hopper interrupts, "if all that gravity research was so out in the open, what happened to it? You never hear of it now, and it doesn’t get a hell of a lot of space in the journals of science history! It seems to me that if it was so public at one time, it must have gone the way of the Edsel. "

"Not at all," Jack states matter of-factly, brimming with aplomb. "In fact, all the research was quietly withdrawn toward the beginning of the ’60s. The heavy gravity research of the ’50s is in fact a perfect example of what I was saying about how the secret government manipulates and maneuvers the direction of research. Because once the pact was entered into directly with those aliens contacted after the kismet of the desert UFO crashes, we obtained sufficient knowledge to rule it advantageous to withdraw interest from the public level of scientific investigation and continue research and experimentation entirely in secret.

"That’s where the really big split took place, between the advanced scientific and exotic technological research being sponsored by the secret government ’underground’, and the large-fund projects involving cyclotron colliders and subnuclear physics keeping the public level science community happy and helping to perpetuate the corporate cash-flow system at the same time. Those big ponderous programs helped to produce collective amnesia about the antigravity experiments that were approachable from the level of electronics engineering, and that involved so much inopportune free-energy implication at just about every turn Corporate America and the international financial empire breathed a sigh of relief when all that no longer required the concerted effort of every available scientist or the incalculable factor of the random, gifted amateur they were always scouting for in those days—you know, the surprise element of undereducated ’naivete’ that stumbles on something the experts overlook just because of the gaps in formal comprehension. "

"Let’s get back to what you were saying about the ’crashed UFOs’," Fonda succeeds in tugging the meandering circuit of his mind through the associative links of conversation, back to the theme that had generated the rippling undertone, the "vibe" of tacit menace.

"Well, that all has to do with how and why the military-corporate power structure developed its strategy for handling the situation in the first place. It seems the secret government was a little dubious about these ’space-brothers’ since they first crash-landed in Roswell, New Mexico and four corners in the years between 1947 and 1949, since they not only recovered alien bodies from the wreckage but the spare parts of missing military personnel... "

"What!’’ Fonda’s bloodshot eye slides to its very corner under a limp awning where it peers obliquely at Nicholson. "You mean these spacebeings were carving people up, and this was all known from the very beginning?"

"It seems there was all manner of confusing specimens aboard those first crashed ships, and it was never really clear to the ’powers that be’ whether these wrecks and their contents weren’t staged for maximum emotional impact, you know, in order to create deliberate confusion. There was all sorts of weird stuff on board those ships that were subsequently taken to Holliman and Edwards Air Force bases; there was allegedly an array of spacebeing fetuses hooked up to tubes and surgically altered to have more human features, and there were carcasses of dead crew that showed bizarre insides at autopsy, like a chlorophyll based circulatory system suggesting some nutritive process of do it-yourself photosynthesis... "

"Wait a minute," Hopper interjects, "if this stuff was originally discovered before the government even made a formal face to face treaty with these aliens.... " he snorts in a private amusement.... "what happens to the idea about ’cosmic law’ and all that stuff, huh? Answer me that, Mr Bible-belt barrister! What about the idea that these negative beings have to obey some kind of quasi-spiritual rule about being invited first, before they can assume they’ve got the go ahead to start cutting up! Got you there, huh Mr William Jennings Bryan!

"Not a bit, cap’n," Jack grins his Cheshire grin, "for it seems the power-structure is so damnably compartmentalized with its nests of secret groups and agencies inside other secret groups and agencies that all along the left hand has not really known what the right hand has been doing. "

"You mean somebody in the government had already extended the invitation to them ??"

"Uh huh, that is correct, my friend. On a limited basis FDR had already made an agreement on the open seas before WW II with one of the negative alien subgroups, for certain technological advantages and training that could be used during wartime. Of course the aliens had already entered into an even more extensive agreement with the Nazis, but Roosevelt didn’t necessarily know about this".

"Boggles the mind." Hopper’s mind seems to drift off with the attenuated distraction of his voice—disconnected segments, miscellaneous bits will occur to him in the course of the next day, no one edge fitting to any other...

"Of course, the space-beings had always been beaming the electromagnetically enhanced thought waves toward Earth people and especially influential figures, so as to entice them subconsciousness and lead them—without their knowing it of course—to the point of psychic readiness where they’d be willing to enter into some such pact once the beings revealed themselves and demonstrated something of their marvelous capabilities. "

"I see. "

"This sort of thing has been going on from time immemorial." Jack settles into his most lawyer-like demeanor, about to expound the brief for the prosecution.


"Although the higher principles of cosmic law work on the idea of free will, and any being positive or negative who’s going to exist in the higher dimensional conditions has to adhere to that law, the negative beings try to use it to their advantage. It’s beginning to become well known that they trick the free will variable operating through souls connected to the screening devices of the lower dimensions, so that those souls acting through distorted or deliberately engineered information—of an imperfect, partial or invented character—are induced to take willed actions which make them unwittingly vulnerable to direct alien coercion and control. The free-will value of the tricked person is then integrated as a kind of controlled operate into the total reserves of Will belonging to the Trickster, so that the subject—by the exercise of his own will—becomes a satellite of the higher dimensional entity, drinks in and functions by the negative-type Strategy of that entity as a kind of apprentice slave. They become psychically meshed in a distinct hierarchy of control, a kind of cosmic pecking order of a very military-like mold, where the most clever is augmented and enhanced by the psychic-conscious energies of all whom he’s influenced to accept his imposition and bracketing guidance."

"That must be why the military seems to be their most natural target," Fonda muses.

"Exactly. It’s the form of organization most predisposed already to think along the lines leading to the type of entrapment they specialize in. Once they get that mentality going, it fills in its own blanks—and in exactly the way the negative alien forces desire.

"So even though the negative beings of the higher planetary dimensions can’t enter directly into a developing system like Earth and just take over with their clearly superior technological control, they don’t want to either. It seems that’s not their game. Their real game is to induce the free will development of an elite ’control group’ that will progressively seek to dominate and enslave all others, and in so doing the aliens will have succeeded in allying and properly polarizing the spirit of a number of souls that then become valuable to them as functional additions to their sum psychic ’mass’, the total spiritual power that they can bring to bear in and through any given dimension... "

Fonda’s face seems solidified to a veritable frieze, fixing his features to their "far out" mold...

"This is why, throughout history, they’ve been around, and there’s been evidence of them—you know, like descriptions of craft and beings in the Bible or the Ramayana, inexplicable relics like crystal skulls’ or the peculiar patterns at Nazca, but they’ve never just entered overtly into and taken over our history as you’d expect any hostile civilization of unopposably advanced technology to do; rather what they have been doing, is subtly influencing the course of our surface histories and the formations of our systems and governments from behind their dimensional ’veil’ so to speak, at a ’respectable distance’—sort of at arm’s length until they can feed us enough rope indirectly with which to hang ourselves. Once we’re in the predicament of apparently having to request their ’aid’ or the type of counsel they’re suited to supply, they can mount an invasion force adhering to the letter of the cosmic ’free will’ law while raping and plundering the very spirit that functions through that law.

"So they hang out at the margins, so to speak, and beam their repeated thought messages, their modelling images or archetypes into our psychic atmosphere where we lend to ’pick it up’ or ’pass it by’ according to affinities that always originate at the level of the free will variable. In that sense you can say we’re always behaviorally influenced, either internally by tendency of our subconscious patterns or inbuilt autonomic codes, or externally by a bombardment of ’positive’ or ’negative’ rays of light energy according to the type of entity that seeks to resonate our psychic atmosphere—we’re behaviorally influenced, but not controlled - at least not until such time as we might fall prey because of the passive habit of our will to the type of coercive, mechanical or formal regulation such passivity implicitly invites."

"So these dudes, like, hang out in their little saucers and cups above the planet and sort of shoot pirate-radio broadcasts all day long?" Hopper takes obvious pleasure from his rhetorical query as he strokes his stubbly beard.

"Ah, here’s the really weird part about it. "

"You mean it hasn’t been weird so far?"

"It seems that all the ancient stones and folklore about forbidden caverns, underground systems of tunnels going down into whole other worlds beneath the Earth and so on—you know like ’Sesame’ and other tales of secret openings in the sides of mountains, mysterious holes in the middle of the desert—have a basis in fact."

"Pass that joint, would you... "

"Whereas we’re taught to believe that there’s basically a solid mass under us compressed into magma and intense temperatures toward the core, there’s actually an entire, mediating world of levels and intertwined passages like a gigantic ant-farm that snakes to incredible depths and stretches all across the globe connecting landmasses and continents by secret tubules, and running under the ocean floors. And there are all manner of civilizations in the vast underground caverns that are connected by these passages, some of which are populated by the ancestors of ancient refugees from surface cataclysms, some of which are inhabited by alien lifeforms from other dimensional galaxies of space and time that find it’s much more convenient to establish these quasi permanent underground outposts than to shuttle back and forth from their native worlds to this... "

"And why, pray tell, do they want to set up shop here in the first place?" Hopper challenges with mellow pugnaciousness, taking a deep hit while the campfire crackles like the popping of gigantic seeds...

"It seems there’s various motives, depending on the type of alien consciousness we’re talking about." Jack palpably warms to his subject, knowing like a good attorney that he has his Jury spellbound regardless what each intends to turn in as a verdict.


"There’s good aliens, who want to be of help in furthering man’s evolutionary development and spiritual knowledge so that he can someday sit on the intergalactic council of cosmic caretakers along with them, and there’s aliens that are basically neutral as far as man’s own development is concerned but are involved by scientific curiosity—usually these types of aliens require Earth as a kind of watering-hole, or colony of natural resources, of course some of those natural resources have to do with man’s genetic makeup, which these beings find heartier than their own since their development is necessarily advanced along with the accompanying age of their sun, and their hereditary vitality is consequently tracing the downside of a bell-shaped curve. Their residency underground is sort of like setting up a field laboratory, occasionally they abduct ’surface’ people, basically women but sometimes men, and take them to their underground labs where chromatic materials are removed or certain types of genetic alterations are made that they feel will eventually contribute a better strain to their own hereditary splicings. These types aren’t basically harmful, or they don’t intend real harm although the trace impressions of abduction can be traumatic to the human psyche even if they’re subconsciously buried by mesmeric programs, since these aliens don’t under-stand human emotion very well.

"You have that roach, man?"


"Then of course there’s the bad guys. These fellows are basically the hunters of existence; their whole behavior pattern has to do with conquest. Since they’re spiritual hunters of course from the higher planes of being, they’re really interested in creating a vast psychic network of control like an extending webwork, emanated out in all directions of space and time from the commander-in-chief at the center. This central commander is like the ’bull’ of the herd, his position at the axis of the whole revolving network, is sort of an effort to establish a personalized form of consciousness or ego entity at the place of ’God’ or infinite Void-being—which is the universal value that’s obtained when you align all coordinates with their common axis in the Positive framework.

"You know, it’s kind of like King Arthur and the Knights of the Roundtable—all the beings of positive orientation coordinate their efforts in an equitably distributed harmony, ’each for the other’ so to speak so that the common Good is a central convergence-point of their effort that doesn’t have any specially benefited being at its center. Consider the Round Table the King and all the Knights sit around the circumference across from each other like reciprocally polarized values, ’radial extremes’ that cancel in a harmony of cooperative cross-correlation—or perfect service—at their common center, and that center is the Void-center, no one sits there but it represents the Whole or Complete value of them all, the spirit that they serve. The negative hierarchy on the other hand is inspired by a viewpoint that compels every unit to place itself on the throne of that center, to install itself in a godlike position."

"Far out." Fonda inhales with an abrupt hiss from the tripod of fingers bunched to his lips.

"In the deeper psychic or spiritual dimensions to which these negative beings are polarized, consciousness is power rather than wisdom—their ’wisdom’ consists in knowing how to get power. Since the key is consciousness regardless how it’s viewed, the free-will variable has to be respected or else the coveted value is taken out of the commodity, the soul that’s drained to oblivion as a strictly robotic-reflex or programmed response-mechanism may be usable in the way that machinery is usable, but the significant recruit is the one who’s been taken by trickery so that his ’free-will variable’ is basically intact, but aligned in psychic congruence with the pattern secretly imposed on it, this allows the actual energy potential of the consciousness variable to be integrated into the ’aura’ of the dominating or victorious Will. The recruit has ’chosen’ to polarize negatively, regardless what he thought he was doing; and conserving that conscious value as it’s effectual added to the sum of potencies leashed to the Leader’s own ’auric field —thereby magnifying it—represents the real ’point’ of the negative game. One of the corollary rules of the game is that all those who can’t be led to polarize negatively should be led away from polarizing positively, and ideally tricked into accepting a form of slave service as either ’preferable’ or ’inevitable’. In this way the Negative being ideally picks up all the pieces on the gameboard, and ’wins’. "

"So what about those ’tunnels’... "

"Oh yeah, the underground caverns and passageways actually intersect different dimensional doorways as they go down, so that beings from various planetary ’dimensions’ of space and time can find their correlative dimension in certain of the pockets or strata ’below’, rather than on the surface with its very precious and specialized atmosphere of ’physical brain’ conditions. The inner energy atmospheres associated with the tunnel-systems below ground, allow beings from other planets and galaxies representing higher-dimensional composites or ’ratios of alignment’ to dwell in corresponding conditions for sustained periods of time. Thus these different beings don’t really ’live on the Earth’ in the sense that we think of it, and yet they don’t have to hover in their own contained atmosphere aboard their ’saucers’ around the margins of the Earth crust periodically returning for replenishment to their planetary origin. "


"Instead, they establish these quasi-permanent outposts underground. They’ve been with us since the dawn of time in one form or another, and have intermittently interacted with Earth-beings above-ground according to conditions and the screening cycles of the planet’s energy network."

"What’s that?"

"Well, it seems Earth has a system of biomagnetic fields and pulsating currents that resonate the planetary envelope producing a variable ’aperture’ or screening effect, making it more or less difficult for beings of any particular polarization-alignment to penetrate the prevailing field-circuitry at the surface. Part of the "work" of the negative beings, in fact, is to induce activities of people at the surface that will serve unwittingly to alter the resonance shell so as to weaken its ’shield’, a good part of their plan involves getting Earth beings to violate the encoded energy-net or magnetic filtering mechanism of the planetary envelope. "

"I guess it doesn’t take much to figure what that activity consists of... "

"Well, besides the obvious stuff like detonating underground nuclear weapons, tearing holes in the ozone layer and altering Earth’s respiration rate by stripping her forests, there’s the less well-known stuff... "

"Such as... " Holes are beginning to appear in Hopper’s memory-circuits, causing him to forget momentarily his skeptical hardline on the matter.

"It seems that the negative aliens have furnished the military a lot of technical knowledge about how to engineer resonance frequencies and even the fields that underlie subatomic physics; they’ve been given the basic means whereby they can duplicate some of the aliens own manipulative activity—and of course the military’s eager to compete with the aliens according to their scenario of preemptive first-strike capabilities. "

"Just what does this "engineering" allow them to do?"

"Well, first of all it allows them to scramble atmospheric resonance frequencies so that the field in which our optimal brain wave patterns function, is dislocated; more specifically it allows them to tailor certain interference effects mainly involved with ultralow frequencies, in such a way as to skip intervening space—that means they don’t have to propagate in a straight line but can coordinate fields to critically integrate and interfere at distant target points producing strictly local and discontinuous effects as if ’out of nowhere’. This means they can disrupt communications, produce implosions or explosions, carry brain wave scramblers to distant points, lock into the biomagnetic patterns of birds, animals or sea-creatures so as to trick their instinctual radars and substitute artificial trajectories that will home them all unknowingly along aberrative courses... "

"Wow, you mean like beaching whales?"

"Uh huh... and bombarding targeted houses with disoriented flying predators... "

"When did that happen?"

"Never mind. They can use these remote-system field modulators to tailor certain weather patterns, producing unseasonal phenomena that serve to devastate indigenous resources; or they can generate wholly artificial weather effects in the way Tesla is said to have reproduced an electric storm in all its natural ferocity."

"Whew! And they do this to their own planet, their own people?"

"First strike capabilities, hmmm? What else are they going to practice on. Of course the net effect is to cause significant holes to appear in the invisible screening mechanism of the planetary envelope, as it makes the Earth’s surface less and less hospitable to its indigenous citizens, it causes the proper sequence of conditions congenial to a more consistent stream of invasive influences. It makes the planet proportionally more ’habitable’ to those beings that are intrinsically inimical to it. "

"Wait. Just a minute," Hopper resurges, spackling some of the psychic cracks in his wall of skepticism, "if the powers that be are so busy doing all this, how come nobody notices? How come out of all the masses of people that would have to be involved in this, someone doesn’t blow the whistle? And what about the equipment to do these things? Where is all this stuff? It can’t be hiding, it’s got to be big enough to get somebody’s attention!"

"It is, cap’n, it is. It’s big enough alright, but most of the equipment used is highly specialized, belongs to classified projects where very few have to know what’s really going on. Systems are built by several corporations, they’re manned by specialists who only know their own function and most of the equipment that’s involved is versatile—it doesn’t just serve one function but can double for different functions. With the slightest alteration or adjustment ordinary radar equipment can convert to specialized transmitters processing quite exotic forms of energy.

"NORAD, for example, has an ELF resonance transmitter a mile under the Cheyenne Mountain in Colorado, with a broadcast antipode in the South Indian Ocean; there’s the Australian Pine Gap transmitter with an antipode at the great dividing ridge in the Atlantic Ocean and a nearby Northwest Cape transmitter that has US antipode right in the middle of the Bermuda triangle—find that interesting, cap’n? Intense fields produced in fluctuating patterns can cause radiation burns, mental aberration or genetic damage, and with the ability to subtly engineer the EM infrastructure as taught by the aliens, it’s possible to induce long-distance trance states, disrupt or modify human behavior patterns or even subliminally program a suitable subject with or without implanted headset. "

Nicholson leans back, gazing into the fire like the cat that swallowed the canary. Hopper doesn’t say a word, entranced and immobile as if the whole recitation had filled one ear only to be emptied from the other synaptical chemistries of the memory-circuits happily playing in some other beaker of the brain.

"Both the military and the aliens have laced the meridians of the globe with artificial ’ley line’ systems, complex grid networks establishing superimposed resonance circuits that can arbitrarily augment or disrupt natural patterns; and that only serves to exaggerate the changes that are taking place as part of the real Earth cycle, the tectonic shifts and magnified radiation of the solar winds.... of course, it has been said," Jack drawls with a sly sideways glance at Hopper and Fonda, "that the effectiveness of the artificial grid network will only be maximized and operating at full capacity if and when an axis tilt occurs that wobbles the polar alignments."

"You mean the aliens or the government or somebody has a stake in engineering that too?" Fonda exclaims, his patent "far out" fixing his features in a cartoon of stoned astonishment. Nicholson doesn’t reply, but gives the impression that were he to burp in that moment a few yellow feathers would puff from his mouth.

"The aliens engineer all kinds of effects from their underground lairs," he continues at last. "In fact, coupled to their demonstrable ability to produce extreme effects of dislocation in space and time and so forth, they also claim that they’ve played a preemptive role in staging all the significant events in human history."

"Do tell.... have you seen that joint?"

"Yup. Why, it’s well known that they even demonstrated to the top brass in their secret underground quarters at Dulce or Groom Lake or somewhere, just how they created ’Christ’ and the whole set of established religions and religious figures. There’s even supposed to be photographs somewhere of this big holographic display they allegedly produced out of the ’Akashic Record’ or something, that shows the crucifixion as it actually took place. "

"Just what is their point to all this?" Hopper demands, the edge of irritation in his demeanor suddenly sharpened again—though it isn’t clear whether it’s the religious inference or his inability to locate the circulating roach that sets him off.

"Well, it’s hard to say exactly. There are several possible ’scenarios’, you know. One train of thought believes that they have done this to disabuse us—for one reason or another—from the very idea of conventional religiosity, to create a disenchantment so that we can forsake the crutches of organized religion they provided for us in our ’younger’ days and follow them into the higher-dimensional training of spaceage, spiritual technology. Another train of thought believes they’ve done this because they want us to recognize them as the custodians of our most sacred ideals and traditions."

"Again, so we’ll be willing to follow them wherever else they lead. "

"Exactly. On the more negative side of course, some suspect it may just be a ploy to demoralize ’the human family’ and its leaders, undermine the confidence they’ve traditionally had in their cherished institutions and belief patterns; the kind of thorough dispiriting that would take place if the impact was strong and unexpected enough, would naturally have repercussion throughout man’s ’system’. It would even impact his biology, his physical stability—it’s well known how negative or anxious psychological states weaken the immunology networks! You can imagine how many generals and top brass with big egos backed by ’god and-country’ were taken down several pegs by a bunch of little gray gumbys from Betelgeuse when they started showing their family slides! All you have to do is undermine confidence and let a state of depression set in—the mind is much more vulnerable to suggestion when it’s morally defeated, when the resistance systems are fatigued by sudden overload. "

"On the other hand," Hopper opines in a sudden maniacal staccato presciently borrowed from his Blue Velvet character, "isn’t it just possible this indirectly validates the whole spiritual thing, like doesn’t this just act to put the whole church bag in a positive perspective, give it a new lease on life by reverse psychology? you know, man," he snorts, laughing "I mean, if these little gray dudes who are obviously you know negative in so many ways are making such an effort to convince the powers that be how they’re at the bottom of the whole Jesus trip and all that, isn’t it kind of evident they’re attempting to discredit it by association?"

"Or else," Nicholson lifts a forefinger as if to instruct the jury on a subtle legal point, "it’s a triple reverse psychological ploy, and they’re really trying to make their identification with it so obvious as an attempt to discredit that they succeed in driving people right back into the arms of standard religion which is where they really want them to be all along!’’

"Whew," Fonda exhales, "would you mind running that by one more time?"

"I can’t!" Nicholson chuckles after considering the request with ponderous deliberation, "It’s hard for me to follow that one myself."

"Hey, what about all the ’Virgin Mary’ apparitions and things," Fonda considers sedately as he peers, with myopic nearness, into the glowing tip of the joint, "do all those phenomena that have been seen by thousands like at Lourdes or Fatima tend to confirm conventional religion, or do they fit more into the general engineering format that these little critters have been revealing?"

"Well it all depends," Jack smiles sideways as if building momentum for another roll, "since each of those phenomena have their own individual character in a lot of respects...if you take the very first one for example, the Lourdes thing that happened to the little French girl Bernadette in the 1800s, why that caused a great deal of consternation to the entrenched church authority; that whole thing carried some messages that weren’t at all acceptable to Catholic dogmas, whereas some of the later ones seem to fit more conveniently into the standard religious mold—in fact a lot of them tend to be so specifically Catholic in content and tone that it gets many people wondering whether an authentic spiritual phenomenon could ever legitimately manifest in such accord with one particular religious belief-pattern..."

"I’ll bet it doesn’t bother the Catholics..."

"Well, that’s just the point... it seems that, despite a lot of official resistance to the whole idea of latter-day miracles and special manifestations of spiritual apparitions not strictly controllable—in their spontaneous appearances—by church authority, nonetheless there’s a lot more recent willingness to accept or implicitly condone this activity on the part of the papal hierarchy just because it tends to ship so much dogmatic content along with glowing forms and colored lights; in a sense it seems to present just the unexpected boost in the arm to religious traditionalism that was needed in an increasingly skeptical and secularized world but which couldn’t be generated from within the restricted sanctions of cathedral walls and so forth."

"Then it seems a case could be made for the idea that a lot of the apparitions are engineered by the superior technologies of the saucer-beings, since they follow the official programs and parochial customs so ’religiously’."

"Seems so. Common sense would tend to tell you it would be hard for a legitimate spiritual phenomenon to get the sectarian details down so exact unless (no. 1) there was a ’one true religion’ of the most specialized denominational type, or (no. 2) there was a manipulative intelligence behind the scenes presenting such digestible formats for its own purposes. An important point not to forget in all this"—Jack stirs the embering campfire, sparks leap from the twirling tip of the twig—"is that the space-beings could be telling different groups different things for different purposes."

"Like what, for instance?"

"Like for instance, we only know about that display they apparently put on in private for the top brass, because of an information leak. Maybe that ’disclosure’ wasn’t meant for the majority of people, just for the ’generals’ and the corporate popes that run the show—maybe that hologram/national-geographic special on Golgotha the beings put on was only meant for certain eyes so that they could be weaned away from any residual attachment to the religious formulas that keep the majority entranced; maybe they needed to take away the last, conditioned affiliation to the docile-sheep mentality so that they could be more easily led into unrestrained lust of total power. These ’big boys’ would be the souls the space-beings intended to capture, to enlist as buck privates at the bottom of the pecking order of their own psychic hierarchies; and the majority of mankind that wasn’t already predisposed or basically committed to self-serving power-aggrandizement would comprise the souls the spacebeings intended to enslave, through the unleashed manipulations and diabolicized machinations of the former!"

"Far out..."

"Wow," Hopper breathes, looking starward in a kind of awe at the conceptual magnitudes so suddenly sprawled out before him, "then ultimately, like, it all boils down to a spiritual war after all; it all comes down to a battle for the psyche of mankind, for the allegiance of mankind’s heart and soul! And a major part of it has to do with the question whether conventional religion is the refuge against the onslaught of the negative darkness, such as belief in Jesus and all that, or whether in fact it’s all a cleverly prepared trap meant to keep people locked into negative anxiety patterns so that they perpetually postpone their own spiritual development, put off seeing through their own personally awakened eyes in favor of anticipating their ultimate salvation through an arbitrary belief!"

"Yes, the frail arbitrariness of which is cleverly compensated by making it a matter of dogma, giving it the status of a culturally-sanctioned absolute the very questioning of which is a heresy meant to throw up inbuilt psychological blocks, deep fear-barriers and guilt reflexes!"

"The plot, man, definitely thickens."

Silence descends; the trio sits motionless before the banking fire. Behind them a comet streaks earthward... a van of happy travelers passing by on the open highway, going to the convention, going to the great annual Timothy Beckley UFO and hotplate convention in the land of the Mighty Thunderbird.

Next month (see below): We meet Betty Andreasson Luca and Bob Luca, Al Bielek of the Philadelphia Experiment, Colonel Wendelle Stevens of the Billy Meier material, catch Christa Tilton and Bill Cooper on the speaker’s platform and have an Encounter with the Hell-date of Existence. Don ’t miss it.

Chapter III


Summary: An interview with Betty and Bob Luca, abductees from "The Andreasson Affair"; Discussion of mysterious black helicopters, suddenly invisible UFOs, and other X-File paranormal; more on Colonel Bo Gritz, Delta Force; Space dorks, the Gremmies, Orion crusaders and other extraterrestrial beings and their tactics of Stalking; Shadow Government; Alternative 3; Pleiades ; free energy; and much much more!


The Andreasson Affair

The second day of the convention, Saturday September 8 at 5:30 the keynote address was to be given in the banquet hall of the Quality Inn West by Mr and Mrs Luca, the latter most well known by her previous married name of Betty Andreasson, abductee extraordinaire of the The Andreasson Affair.

As was stated in the last T-Bird issue, MT as well as AAA and the attendant T-Bird staff were at the Beckley convention in the First place in large part to see the Lucas, no less so-certainly-since this was to be their first formal public presentation in a projected itinerary of tours expressly fulfilling the (part prophetic, part hortatory) word of Mrs Luca’s little beings re her pending "mission" to explain their peculiar presence to the public.

In view of this providential circumstance, one of the Birds renowned for his tracking abilities ("I see in your past life you were named, uh, something like Magua or Tecumseh") was assigned the task of locating the Lucas’ room number at the Inn that Friday evening before the keynote address, indeed while AAA and MT watched Total Recall (see December/January issue). Having made the proper connections, crossed the appropriate palms or whatever it took to obtain that intelligence, our tracker was to slip a note from MT under their door requesting an interview at their convenience for the Chronicle, giving them our room phone number. And indeed, early the next morning we received a return call from Mr Luca granting the interview a couple hours before they were to deliver the opening address (incidentally-and quite interestingly-making MT as it turned out the first person to interview the Lucas on the inauguration of their public phase). Mr Luca added amiably that the T-Bird owed the timeliness of this interview to the person under whose door Tecumseh had slipped the note by misadventure, and who happened to actually know the Lucas-as well as where they were staying-by sheer fortune so as to have been able to transmit the message to them.

AAA and MT had noticed the evening before while watching Total Recall, that the only identifiable product of present commercial culture preserved under the Martian dome of 2085 was the tenacious franchise of the frenchfry, Jack-in-the-Box, so it was only appropriate that the Lucas arranged to meet the T-Bird press at 9 that Saturday morning over iced tea at the Box adjacent to the Quality Inn.

An Intimate Moment with Betty, Bob
And the Secret Sauce

MT got to the plasticine rendezvous first, basically to check the place out for possible "bugs", wired booths or transistorized trays and to see what their fries were like. From the table at which he positioned himself to survey the interior-its utter emptiness furnishing a monopoly on strategic setups-he could watch the Lucas approach across the lot from the Inn just as he spotted them, Betty was poking the air with her finger in the process of directing Bob’s attention skyward.

"There was a UFO right over us for a few seconds, just as if it were following us", Betty said when they’d seated themselves, they’d identified MT by the easiest of deductions-he being the sole customer in the place, and waving vigorously at them as they came through the door. "Then it just disappeared. They do that, you know. We’ve seen it before."

Immediately a skeptic was coaxed by the typical character of such parlance to muse "sure, sure"-one could catch a poignant flinch of some such anticipation in Betty’s face, conditioned to a decade of commonplace dubiety over the inconvenient habits of saucer-related phenomena. After all even Ray Fowler, investigator/author of the the Andreasson books (as well as similar researchers of honorable credential and fair intent) had found it difficult on more than one occasion to accommodate some-hypnotically-dredged-bit of data to Standards of acceptance that had just been stretched beyond the current tolerances of credulity. Much of what was classified as UFO phenomena seemed to have an inbuilt "strangeness-factor" (so named, indeed, by the late renowned J Alien Hynek who participated in the Andreasson research) made to bait the reflex skeptic, the half-baked adept of the obvious.

It was the virtual cross of many conscientious witnesses, claimants and victims to UFO phenomena that an accurate report of what they knew necessarily involved elements that were already "loaded", set in traps that were predictably sprung to the trigger of touchy categories. There was a glib "sure, sure" (for those cheap enough to take advantage of it) built into much of the evidence they had to cite in the course of things, and it seemed to be their burden that, though they possessed the clear intelligence to see it coming a mile away they could do nothing to avoid it short of clamming up altogether, a retreat some were simply unwilling to sound-though it could be merited as the better part of valor-and so, like Betty as well as her husband Bob, they would often-as-not have to suffer the ignorant obviousness of those who waited almost professionally for the demanded "realism" to trickle away through the hard retelling, or, even better, for the appearance of generic anomalies that frustratingly fit the narrative like staples of the tall tale. They would have to appear foolish before the simpletons of Naive Realism-it seemed to be a contractual requirement, as far as the conscientious reporting of everything-as-it-happened was concerned.

So it was that the "craft" would often appear, abruptly, out of nowhere, seen solely by the one who was concerned to convince others of their common reality - and then disappear just as swiftly, with a baffling discontinuity as if a TV had been switched off before anyone else was "fast" enough to look up and so share the sighting (indeed, in this particular instance Betty’s husband hadn’t seen the craft overhead as they’d approached their premiere interview, he was, however, used to the peculiar "privatism" of the phenomenon first-hand).

By now it should only have become too clear that "UFO" and Fortean-related phenomena had to be appreciated not only through the viewfinder of alternative criteria, but as establishing such alternative criteria. Those criteria had, indeed, been virtually outlined already-yet the sources through which such service had been rendered were as systematically snubbed or categorically ignored.

A Private Audience in Public Airspace

The Meier material (put out largely by Colonel Wendelle Stevens) was a case in point. As we discussed in the December/January issue, the unprecedented Filmic and material evidences with which Meier was graced in the course of his Pleiadean contacts, were in fact not scientifically discredited but to the contrary scientifically confirmed, to the limits of state-of-the-art capability, they were "discredited" by rumor and innuendo, and that is where it seems to have settled at the public level of perception. If however these evidences were accorded the respect they deserved, then the explanations of the Pleiadeans themselves (as to how such manifestations were uniquely filtered through the subject "Billy Meier" though they were, for the most part, open-air exhibitions theoretically available to all) would have to be accorded a similar, more serious look.

The explanations of the Pleiadeans and other UFO beings would have to be granted the court-day of sober attention when it came to their consistent claims that all such anomalies of the "single- witness" saucer experience were intentional aspects of their presence here in the first place, no longer could a quip succeed in carrying the day in light of the deference obliged such information that (for example) the "piloting" prerogatives available to the UFO occupants included advanced capabilities of selectively screening the craft from view of the general area in which it lingered, and of polarizing the perceptual field between the craft and the immediate vicinity of the target subject.

Thus inferentially a large part of the business of UFOs of various descriptions and from diverse "places", would have to be characterized as observation/contact with selected subjects, recognition of some component of the phenomenon suspiciously akin to the "psychic", would require a type of reassessment as to what was "material" and what was "spiritual" on the part of people perennially conditioned to perceive the two as separate, compartmentalized in categories so airtight that they were-implicitly-of a mutually exclusive character!

The very suggestion that some craft of physical description might be accompanied by disturbances considered "occult", immediately drove conventional credulity to the wall. If the physical persistence and widening ripples of involvement made of the phenomenon an untidy puzzle that nonetheless refused to go away, it was evident some deep reorientation in understanding was required, a full-scale reeducation as to what was "physical" and what was "psychic" and thus of the very character of energy fields, dimensions and -in fact- the framework of perception as a whole UFOs were an epistemological tarbaby from the start.

Certainly, all real assessments of the cumulative evidence consistently showed that, as fractious a fact as it was, there invariably seemed to be magnitudes more than merely a chance factor involved in the relationship between witness and the object witnessed. There was an uncomfortable accord, averaged overall, indicating high statistical frequency in the actual sensing of the UFO presence by the potential witness before directly perceiving it - and this even prior to the awareness of accompanying sounds, shadows on the grass etc. There was disquieting uniformity and recurrence above chance, in the numbers reporting-or subsequently recovering through hypnosis etc -more personal "close encounters" of the III or even IV variety some time after the objective sighting (either immediately after, months or years after, even decades after-but with uncanny inevitability regardless the lapse).

There was just too repetitive a claim of inexplicable "deja vu" in sighting a saucer for the "first time" too often (to discount as random) the sheer improbability of sightings by some witness or group of witnesses, in broad daylight, of high-visibility UFO maneuvers somehow wholly unseen in adjacent areas of dense population having equivalent viewing conditions. Some x-factor hovering perilously close to the "psychic" range, seemed unavoidably at work in events otherwise almost classifiable as normal-let alone in such "high strangeness" reports as those of abductees like Betty Luca, and her husband Bob.

Bob Weaves Through the System:
Determinedly Seeking Sikorsky

"I’m giving my seminar-workshop on those mysterious helicopters". Bob said as they continued the interview. "You probably know the ones I mean, you’ve either read of them in the ’Andreasson’ books themselves or other UFO literature-I’ve found in my research they seem to come up a lot in these things". MT had indeed "heard" of the mysterious helicopters before-as well as having had a peculiar flurry of direct activity with them in the late ’70s, and occasionally recurrent episodes to the present.

"Well, they bothered me so much after a while that I dedicated some real time to tracking them. You know, sometime after our marriage and the publication of the second book, I was on the roof of the house putting up TV antenna and one of those menacing black Hueys popped out of nowhere from beyond the trees and damn near knocked me off the roof".

"Yes," Betty said, "they have the most uncanny way of just showing up like that, as if they know what you’re doing or even saying, and just where you’re going to be".

"I went around, called and wrote to all the different government agencies," Bob continued, "established at least that they seemed to be of a few recurring types, Hueys or Sikorsky Hawks but at any rate ours, not some foreign power’s and not some ’alien’ camouflage design. But every agency I contacted, every post or military base I went to and every division of the services disclaimed direct knowledge of, or participation in, any of these unmarked harassments, each would always refer me to the other, passing the buck to the next branch.

"Well, it turned out after enough persistence and coming back and just not giving up, that I was able to extract some "technicalities’ without anyone getting really specific, or owning up to the activity themselves. It seems that these choppers weren’t exactly ’unmarked’, technically, and though they don’t conform to standard military description with their totally black appearance, I had to be ’informed’ at least to the degree that they showed knowledge about any such presences in our air space you know, showed they weren’t remiss in their vigilance about what went on within the country’s borders by being ignorant regarding some species of craft often-enough reported! So I was informed rather nonchalantly that these birds aren’t unmarked, but actually have scarcely visible regulation markings on their underside only just airbrushed over a little. What they were, or why they were made so deliberately illegible, wasn’t of course offered."

"Did you ever find out more about them?"

"Oh yes. Finally, at one base I’d been to many times before, I was taken informally aside and just told, very bluntly and matter-of-factly, that these birds are never flown by military personnel; they are kept at military bases, but it’s the CIA that flies them. The CIA can just walk into any base, any time, and commandeer whatever equipment they want. It’s a standard procedure. They’re the ones that fly them."

"That still doesn’t explain to me how they manage to be so uncanny," Betty interjected, addressing her remark to Bob as much as to MT. "The way they show at the moments of incredible timing is just supernatural."

Betty was quite without exaggeration there although most people, lacking similar experience, upon hearing her would naturally assume hyperbole.

Just as she went on about how their infernal racket would burst overhead quite suddenly, and without the expected grace of a preliminary introduction through graduated rumbling from the distance, so MT was quite aware of the m.o. himself; the introduction of their presence was unmistakable and easily distinguishable from the flyover of random craft, due to the discontinuous explosion of their propeller-blades at a range so abruptly close that the experience was more like turning on a TV than detecting the approach of a plane in conventional air space.

And, just as Betty insisted there was nothing random in their sudden show but that it always coincided much too perfectly with a crucial telephone call, the discussion of a sensitive subject or performance of some task quite apposite to her UFO link, so MT had recognized as well the impeccable timing that was every bit as much an identifying signature as the noise itself. (At the convention Ed Conroy, who discussed the Whitley Strieber case as author of Report on Communion, would also remark on the ’copter phenomenon that eerily coincided with his deeper involvement in the "space-being" issue.) Students of Southern Crown were aware by now of the phenomenon, since it occasionally punctuated the sensitive subject-matter of a lecture thereby depositing itself to the evidence of posterity on tape.

"You know," said Betty, again as much to Bob as to MT (as if this were the resumption of some ongoing interchange on the subject they conducted privately), "CIA or no CIA, I can’t help but feel that there is something operating in these events that’s very much psychic. I know that espionage agencies in the U.S. and Russia have been investigating psychic phenomena for years..."

"It’s probably advanced technology," Bob rejoined as if on cue, reinforcing the impression this was some ongoing amiable debate of theirs. "I think the government’s got a hold of so much information in advanced technological research over the years, that they have things people would be deeply surprised about. I’ve no doubts that they’ve put that knowledge to work in terms of super-spy equipment..."

The mild contention went on for awhile, almost an unexpected sendup of the American-TV., Ozzie-and-Harrict marital tug-o-war that would be typically waged over the type of toothpaste, macabrely transposed to the topic at hand. "They’re psychic in nature, dear," "no, they’re technological in nature, dear," back and forth till MT deigned to interject that perhaps they were, indeed, really "two, two, two breathmints in one," a psychic ozone-slapper and a technological ozone-slapper. This "resolution" seemed to satisfy them, or at least they graciously feigned some satisfaction till out of earshot of the interloper.

Imitation Designer Genes: Government Issue

MT was referring to the probable combination of the "two" factors in a higher-order technology which made no clear-cut distinctions between them. Indeed the several considerations as to the possible types of technology belonging to the world "shadow government", and that belonging to the "alien" visitors, converged upon this consistent observation re the peculiar admixture of the "two" modes of being. It was one thing, of course, to grant unknown entities from shrouded regions of the universe and of indeterminate history, the potential of having long mastered the unification of the standard dualisms belonging to our parochial viewpoint. It was quite another (given conventional suppositions as to where we collectively stand in terms of frontier technology) to know how to regard the possibility that quite human, indeed greyly governmental agencies had at least limited access to or use of types of technological wizardry making literal the "predictions" of our foremost futurists regarding that scientific far-horizon where "technology would be indistinguishable from magic".

  • How indeed, in the face of persuasive piling evidence that such a thing has occurred while the mass-mind sleeps, did the power structure manage to secure such "alternative" technology a technology which, to remain secret for so long considering its extraordinary character must be "compact" enough to retain a production-line low profile?

  • Which incorporates elements so "metaphysical" at its exotic leading-edge as to have presupposed a kind of giant re-orientation within the ranks of its elite?

  • (...that, so far, has yet to be impelled upon the consciousness of its conventional counterpart with anything like the persuasiveness required to overrule Cartesian prejudice)

We’ve already been introduced to the outlines of an answer, of course, within past pages of the T-Bird as well as through the current cataract of information flooding forward either because of some unsecurable leak within the power structure itself, or because of the very requirements keeping the timetables of that structure.

If, for example, it seems evident to those with first-hand experience that the government helicopters employed so predictably by now in harassment of UFO-related subjects necessarily involve some factor as dramatic as teleportation and/or time-travel/antigravity, there ought to be little question as to where it must have come from. When in the second World War one saw a GI on the battlefield with a German Mauser, it was evident where it came from, and how it was obtained.

Those for whom such material is sufficiently unfamiliar as to elicit the expected reservations, might interest themselves in the case of researcher Jefferson Souza who, in 1990 while investigating cattle mutilations and the accompanying black ’copter sightings, was severely beaten by government agents as he arrived at a UFO conference with evidence of specific corporations outfitting such machines with anti-gravity devices (Matrix II p. 84C). They should acquaint themselves with the testimonies of those such as former naval officer "Oscar" interviewed by Bruce Widaman, state director of Missouri MUFON and Alex Horvat (reported by Forest Crawford in the Spring 1991 issue of UFO Journal of Facts) of the current existence of tube-shuttles in tunnels beneath military facilities San Diego COMTRAPAC submarine base etc. which commute to far distant outposts in minutes owing to their technical ability to take advantage of spacetime-windows through the underground ducts.

The Road to OZ(MA)

If, for the reader, this sort of thing simply persists in floating as rumor (in the absence of hard evidence that would have to persuade there’s a whole universe coexisting right beside the conventional one, with a hidden agenda and features all its own) then the reader ought to be apprised of the sure means of access, the true location of the entryway to those daedalean domains where public personalities, perfectly known on the surface, do double duty as researchers and executors of exotic alien modes on behalf of the real rulers of the world - Frank Drake, head of the quite public government Project OZMA, was for example positively cited by "Oscar" as the chief examiner of an alien being in the underground facilities in the Dakotas where he was taken.

The sure means of access to those rumored places in the spacemarks of conventional reality, is that path which follows the flow of all-absorptive interest; where one’s abiding interest truly lies, where passion is unequivocally kindled and sustained against distraction there the shape of reality shifts and turns, its walls pass imperceptibly away; and there, with scarcely a signal to mark the change one will find oneself amongst those already unassumedly at work, in library silence and an atmosphere accepting of what in the former context was an outrage to parochial reason, on matters that would make the mass-mind blanch but which in such surroundings come fully equipped with assembled milieus of self-evident function.

So it is that there are salted all around, in every community in every nation of the globe, those for whom speculation has long passed into functional reality owing to... abiding interest, unprejudiced passion possessing instinct beyond all culturally-conditioned cues. Indeed there is an "alternative universe" as close to you as a next-door neighbor, in which particular employees of quite-familiar firms ply principles on a practical daily basis that are not officially "perceived" yet which, when calculated matter-of-factly into the adjustments of the Weber angle or applied to a solenoid induce expected twists inferring the presence of free energy, inferring gravitational suspension....

There is a complete, operative universe discovered to have been there all along based on a close psychic network of interest where circulates quite liberally technical papers by Soviet physicists, tracts by respectable and officially "discredited" researchers, "lost" formulae and dramatic designs formally supposed to be locked out of reach in frozen patents, treatises by Reich and Rife, Tesia and T.T. Brown on topics from deportation to eloptic healing, and myriads of working hands which pass them along there are anonymous inventors and amateur electricians in little basements who, with but a bit of coil and some magnets have so mastered the basic principles of the officially verboten that they’ve managed to engineer right at home demonstrable versions of the Searle Disk, the Dean drive and operative antigravity loops.

Making Light of Anti-gravity

A mathematician-friend of MT’s, in the late ’60s, had developed a loop of coils and magnets along the arcanely "approved" lines which demonstrated true weight-loss after correcting for extraneous conditions, on any object placed within its field. A rock installed inside it pulsed like a chicken-heart, and dropped more than a gram. Our mathematician friend was injudicious enough at first to pass his hand into the operative field, and as a consequence sustained a type of "radiation burn" on fingers and arm which had the peculiar property of fading in and out, eventually going away for years at a time and then mysteriously reappearing. He suffered forms of memory loss from sustained exposure to its functioning field.

In the early ’70s the U.S. Navy paid him several thousand dollars just to keep it for a week and examine it; after that time it was politely returned by mediating agency, accompanied by a terse note of "explanation" as to why the registered weight loss was attributable to atmospheric matters and certain imprecisions in the tooling of the equipment: no one who knew anything about it, and who read the official but paid for write-off, believed for a minute any of the exceptions cited were valid. Our friend and his device had just been "felt out", by a government that was long in the business of keeping track of those independents who with great regularity obtained the same results from "secret" or suppressed principles that already powered and propelled so much of what the shadow government used on a casual basis. Al Bieiek was to confirm to MT in a later interview, much of what had already been oft-repeated as to the secret government use of alien technology in equipment of ostensibly conventional if "forward" design, i.e. the X-31, the Stealth Bomb-er... "There are Zero-Time-Point generators in every FAA system ever built for the glide-slope landing systems..."

In this strange new world, which coexists with and interpenetrates "your" conditioned world as the underlying control factor, there is a real power structure you’ve been dissuaded through the sophistries of "pluralism" to perceive; there is an international coterie of real rulers who’ve run the world for centuries through loans, financed every revolution regardless the "side", every war regardless the price and whom you now pay via taxes for the service who are presently in position to leverage a power-buyout so profound, so total in scope and scale that nothing can withstand...

And there is a curious, "cooperative" competition between these elitist rulers and the Raiders from Rigel, those extra-dimensional minions from the Orion complex giving "life out there" a blanket bad name; for the means of conducting such world-wide, unprecedented coup as is implied in the sickly syllables of the "New World Order", seems providentially to have been dropped into the "Greymen’s" hands at just the propitious moment by those very, Grey riders from beyond. At the same time that the Orion greys apparently present the most unimaginable menace with their Empire orientation and their technology from hell, they seem ever-so-sweetly to have presented the prospective means whereby the missing capstone on the global financial pyramid may be set in place.


(Whether, from the time of Adam Weishaupt whence these plans were allegedly fomented, there was occult connection through secret societies with the astrally emanated influence of the Greys so that this present time merely represents a culmination of inbuilt elements, or whether the conjunction of these mirror-similar models terrestrial and celestial is merely the chance attraction of homologies at a late date, it is clear that the current state of things could only have been accelerated to this its optimal moment of negative opportunity by the timely interpolation of those factors. The Orions see the opportunity of currying invitational favor, from a homegrown elitism that is every bit as eager to exploit the possible pact such invitation could encourage.)

Factoid Meets Pet (Conspiracy Theory) of the Month

We have then the fateful scenario with which all ought to be somewhat familiar by now:

  • the crisis precipitated by the Roswell and Aztec, N.M. crash landings of UFO craft and their alarming contents, resulting in the formation of the Bilderbergers international control group (effectually preempting the power of a given government to independently decide upon the "alien" subject)

  • the Eisenhower-Rockefeller consultation of ’53 wherein government invitation was extended the international elite to form the decision-making body of MJ-12

  • the 1951 Truman-created NSA (National Security Agency) having martial power in the case of alien matters and mandated to regulate knowledge of alien presences, accumulate/decode data and establish formal dialogue where possible

  • the formation of the National Security Council and charter of its alien study group (1955) headed by Henry Kissinger i.e. The Jason Society publicly known as the Quantico group

  • the recommendations issued from findings of the Jason Scholars resulting in the implementation of Alternatives II and III (essentially, that of restructuring the World Order through exploitation of all recoverable alien technology in the colonization of underground cities and the potentially atmospheric Mars, on behalf of the ruling financial aristocracy of the world and at the expense of an enslaved humanity)

  • the providential rendezvous in 1954 at Holloman Air Force Base with the Betelgeuse greys resulting in the first treaty between the U.S. and an alien empire

  • the construction of joint U.S.-alien bases in underground facilities at area S-4 ("Dark Side of the Moon") and Groom Lake ("Dreamland") in Nevada, in Dulce and Los Alamos, New Mexico, Colorado, Utah and Arizona

  • the formation of the Army secret alien security project known as the National Reconnaissance Organization and its enforcement team, Delta Force

  • and the covert cooperation between the superpowers in regulating information re the alien problem as well as implementing joint projects culminating in masked lunar and Martian colonization years in advance of the "official" efforts

At this point in the familiar recitation of events, there is a calculated percentage of those papers held in the hands of the present readership which are literally or figuratively flying through the air:

"Factoids!" we hear the predictable protest of a certain inevitable number, "the same incantation of factoids that can all be summed up in the ’suspect’ Cooper material, perhaps the earlier John Lear data..." And the term "factoid" most likely comes trippingly to the mental tongue from the pages of Penthouse where this type of disdainful writeoff was first popularly formulated...i.e. the Nov. 1990 issue in which the sum of Cooper-style allegations (including the Bush/Zapata Oil operations in drug traffic for the CIA as a secret means of financing alien-related projects) was neatly embedded in a pseudo-contest soliciting the readership’s own pet "conspiracy theories".

Penthouse is of course the sister publication to OMNI, the same OMNI which seems to reflect with such curiously-delicate consistency the subtlest shifts in covert government policy regarding the pop-cultural projection of UFO attitudes for OMNI and Penthouse when considered as an editorial whole, have certainly done a most interesting about-face, a cleverly executed pirouette without forewarning or fanfare about the pylon-marking of the early ’90s, in which the policy of a decade was suddenly reversed with neither bang nor whimper. With no hand-signal showing from the careering OMNI-bus executing the breathtaking turn, the tone of discredit and ridicule constantly characterizing editorial attitude as projected through its monthly UFO feature suddenly took a whole other tack, tested first in the middle lane of Penthouse when that weathervane of patriarchal wind-shift published an uncharacteristically straightforward, sober treatise on the subject, i.e. the article "Exposed:

Pentagon’s UFO Secret" in the Sept. 1990 issue following which, after that first pioneer probe, there proceeded a sudden salvo of serious features in the very next OMNI issue, unprecedentedly devoted as a whole to the topic of UFOs, possible government-alien intercourse and the casebook for cosmic abductions!

One can only appreciate the profundity of the shift when one reflects that less than a year ago this same publication hired a former R.R. White-house speechwriter (Peggy Noonan, merely bylined in the article and not identified as such the T-Bird’s own staff researcher having exhumed her background) to discredit Linda Howe’s landmark book on cattle mutilations, An Alien Harvest (cf. Book Reviews in coming issues of the T-Bird, where this as well as the ludicrous OMNI article are discussed). Now, but a few short months later, this slide down a slope of plunging decolletage culminating in a total if unannounced alteration, the December 1990 OMNI issue-Considering what we ought to know by now about the major media (if only because the reputed "factoid" king Mr. Cooper has been trying to point up what should be obvious, and provoke consciousness-at-large to draw the necessary conclusions), it must strike the readership as more than interestingly coincidental that the official valve of middle-class homeostasis, Time-Life, has been literally pushing its Occult series in an unprecedently insistent campaign, against the initially lethargic mass of a middle-class sensibility all but disabused of these same topics owing to a diametrically opposite thrust from the Luce syndication but a decade or two earlier pushing so hard indeed as to have apparently overcome the inertia, a late-building momentum seeming to have gathered behind the tidal purchasing-promotion which their ceaseless exposure self-obviously projected.

This uncharacteristic, saturation methodology for what on the mass-market scale was a marginally productive speculation, bears deep similarity to that most peregrine of recent promotions, i.e. the Alien Nation TV series which with its conditioning themes of peaceful coexistence toward alien neighbors seems to have been pushed down the public throat against all the standard bottom-line indices such as the Nielsens (it stayed in the cellar long past the time any profit-predicated series would have been yanked from the air). Do we have to ask what the message is here?

True Gritz

Returning then briefly to the thought that our just-reviewed series of alien-related events comprises a "factoid" list first popularized by the "suspect" Cooper, we may wish to take deep pause; for if examined carefully we consistently find that those who ought to be "in the know", at worst take ad hominem exception to Cooper himself yet stay clear of invalidating the material he presents’. We noted last month the curious ad in UFO magazine for the alleged candid "Cooper tapes" purporting to be Mr. C. in a really bad mood the ad declaiming (most peculiarly!) that though there may be truth to what he says, do we want to accept such facts from "this type" of person! Say WHAT?!

Again along the same lines: if we wanted to know the truth behind the alleged events recited in our list, who best to consult other than those involved in the occurrences, agencies or policies alluded to? If the claim is made for example that the Delta Force was (despite its Chuck Norris popular image) an elite squad first formulated to cope specifically with the Alien/UFO situation, and if moreover we hear through the same sets of recited claims that the D-force is tacitly on-the-ouis with the underground-fortified Orion minions having had an unsuccessful shootout with them in 1979, then whom should we automatically expect to be in a position to verify or disclaim these things on a first-hand basis?

Why, a member of the Delta Force, of course. And what more reliable member of the Delta Force than the inimitable Col. Bo Gritz, former Chief of Special Activities on the Army General Staff, who in fact is ostensibly the very model of heroism on which the character Rambo was based? How surpassingly "interesting", then, that we find in issue No. 1, Vol. 6 of UFO magazine (put out by one Vicki Cooper and dedicatedly anti-Bill Cooper) a letter-to-the-editor from none other than Bo himself in which (consistent with the conventional policy, apparently) he takes strong exception to Bill Cooper but not because he disputes Cooper’s facts! Rather, so the colonel says, he feels Cooper couldn’t have had sufficiently high clearance to have seen the things he alleges to have seen, therefore his promulgation of what Gritz himself identifies as very important matters is liable to be unfairly discredited in its association with him! Col. Gritz goes on to specifically affirm the truth and critical character of much of the contents of Cooper’s material (some of which, indeed, he claims Cooper originally filched from him).

"As a Chemical, Biological, Nuclear trained officer, I know that ’the’ government lied about gassing sheep in Montana with GB-Agent, infecting San Francisco with a virus why wouldn’t they cover up UFOs?"


"I returned from Burma’s Golden Triangle with videotape of overlord Khun Sa accusing U.S. officials of being his best customers..."


"We are facing a true peril from within. The secret government needs to be exposed and expunged before it turns us into economic slaves through King George’s ’New World Order’."

In the face of something of this magnitude (if casual presentation) everyone ought to be sitting up and taking notice. If Col. Gritz is this publicly adamant about the "factoid" re the alien-government situation, what business have those without such intimate association to the specific elements involved in turning their backs, or indeed dismissing such material as unsubstantiated? If Gritz is publicly so serious, in tones of such alarm, then perhaps it might be profitable to project that some such thing as the alien/Army fallout did indeed occur, that as a consequence there could be formal or informal movement of resistance within or around the government position-Is it not possible that the arresting billboard recently displayed purporting to be an innocuous airline ad, showing a row of cows wearing ties and captioned "tired of being raised like cattle?" with the signature Delia right beneath it, is a subliminal recruitment ad for a groundwater resistance movement? something to draw the attention of those who already know about these things, and apprise them inferentially of the present "status" in the ongoing furtive relationships?

After all, growing allegations against the alien presence (at least the negative-variety of alien presence) is that they’re indeed here to husband humanity like their private livestock, and ultimately treat mankind to the same types of vivisectionist fate to which it treats its cattle... anyway, it’s an interesting "factoid" from the dream-mind, hmmm?

Mixed Sign-waves

At the same time, such contretemps points up the distinct possibility that what we’re really perceiving now in terms of seemingly contradictory signals, is the product of an internal division within the "government" itself, a kind of schizoid dissociation into a dust of separate altitudes and agendas with respect to the aliens (or alternatively, the confusing projection of a hasty panoply of contingency plans, "educating" simultaneously to possible "peaceful coexistence" and conditioning the public for the strangest of wars!).

This is not too unlikely when one considers that the "wholeness" with which any given agency or formulated "special" task force perceives the situation (relative to the largest picture of what the global power-structure really wants and intends with respect to the aliens and their technology) is inevitably compromised by the specific orbit occupied around the Need-to-Know center of gravity. There may indeed then be levels within levels of these "secret" subsets of government activity that are not squarely aligned with the ultimate Machiavellian core, the private needs of which originally set the operative terms of the "interplanetary" relationship. Some subtle levels may be occupied by men and women who "know" what’s going on in the technical sense but who, at their level, perceive it as a universal threat and not from the perspective of the shadow Rulers whose machinations first necessitated their "mid-management" positions as decoders, processors, security personnel etc.


Those levels may must certainly have people who are not near to consciously polarizing negatively (as are the Owners of this world), who do not understand such a principle or its purely spiritual implication in any case, and who still then have the basic longevity and well-being of humanity at heart. It is from these that we may be hearing at some level; and their signals are being jammed, crowded, preempted or appropriated by yet other levels of "knowing" agency, perhaps more deeply involved in commitment to the negative postulate at the heart of it all.

Given such possibility, what does initiated understanding have to say about the probable validity of any of these things?

Initiated understanding, as we’ve learned in previous issues, independently confirms from insight and experience secured years prior to any public disclosures as we see around us now, the authenticity of the larger part of all the Cooper-Lear-Lazar-Bennewitz (et al.) allegations; indeed the most refractory of all the themes to "prove" or settle-in comfortably with, that of the "Alternative III" program of present Martian colonization and the correlative unpleasantness of "batch consignments" etc., is confirmed by initiated insight which as early as 1980 was afforded a sanctioned "view" of the terrain. It can be confirmed that these programs, their existence and implementation, are all essentially true as narratively dramatized in the Alternative III book and its original TV presentation; this confirmation is not nor can it be made as a case for concrete "proof" though inferential proof, "soft" evidences abound, as we shall see rather it is made on behalf of a requirement for orientation at this time, giving people optimum opportunity to consider the current condition in its real scope so that for those who with a marriage of reason and intuition may see decisions of increasingly critical consequence can be made on the basis of input not automatically given for the necessary computations.

When we of the T-Bird put such things forward for consideration of the readership, then, it is done first of all on the basis of initialed understanding, and nothing set forward is not confirmed in that way; nothing is presented on the basis of speculation and secondary evidences, though speculations and secondary evidences are, as we’ve seen, often introduced in order to draw a clear parallel between what is known by wisdom of the interior Eye and what is concomitantly gathered by investigators working from the inductive framework.

Therefore what’s stated here as truth first comes from the initiated eye; the specific accumulation of "facts" or items presented as facts which we draw in as collaborative or contrastive data from secondary research sources (i.e. the Cooper material, Alternative III etc.) has beyond its possible general congruence with that insight to be further authenticated or canceled by piecemeal physical research just as in the case of anyone else. In the same way, when writing about "physics" (as is done in this issue under the MT habit of Mother Terasu) the character, condition and reality of the energy-domains discussed are first of all drawn from direct cognition through the wisdom Eye they are seen, as you would view a sky of nightstars and only afterward, in order to communicate in and help accelerate the "current" acceptable language of physics, must it be determined what of this directly-perceived Whole the physicist puts together piecemeal and understands from his vantage; to do this, the adept must hit the books and study as anyone, only not with the eye of acquiring primary knowledge but rather for the sake of absorbing the physicist’s viewpoint to be able to communicate with him or, through the initial common denominator of that language, beyond him thus to help enlarge the general context toward higher stages of integral development.

Crop Sacrifice of the Man-in-Motley: April Fool

So it is that, for example, we may still cite the Alternative III source-text of Leslie Watkins, David Ambrose and Christopher Miles, confirming that the general information is valid by initiated insight while reminding that the original English TV presentation was a "docudrama", and therefore doesn’t qualify as primary evidence a fact obscured by the book-version which gives the dramatized events on the contrary as straightforward reportage rather than imaginative recreation.

That the British team did in fact perform true and sedulous research, that the theme and its particulars aren’t whole-cloth product of their vivid invention, is substantiated by numerous other sources; indeed authentic sources, documents, interview contents and information are presented straightforwardly in both book and TV show quite admixed with the dramatized portions.


It is not generally known, owing basically to the presentation of the bookform and the hard-to-get video, that for example the interview with astronaut "Bob Grodin" in Alternative III is a compound made of tapes, interviews and bits of classified film dramatizing the words of several NASA astronauts; the fact that hard-pavement research is in evidence in this presentation, may be seen in the very classified character of the space agency sources from which the dramatized data was drawn "Grodin’s" allegations in the docudrama for example are actually versions of exclamatory statements by Neil Armstrong and his crew blanked out of broadcasts when, in their televised moon landing of July 20, ’69 they were unavoidably exposed to the off-camera spectacle of a spacecraft encampment, having fatefully overshot their projected landing site a circumstance that was indeed captured by some ham operators at the time, and persistently circulated ever since.

Similarly, the reality of the "batch consignment" program exists in independent evidences, but of much later origin for the most part (especially in hypnotically recovered memories of abductees) so that the probability of the British researchers having upturned a substantial truth at a time when they couldn’t have simply appropriated an already-circulating idea, is greatly enhanced.


In issue 3, Vol. 5 1990 of UFO magazine, for example, Marianne Shenefield (presently contributing material to Betty Andreasson’s projected book How Bright the Darkness, Colors in the Dark) recovers an abduction memory in which not only the familiar grey aliens are on board the craft but quite human personnel and in a separate enclosure, the distressing glimpse of a young man (militarily dressed) with zombified countenance and shaved head etched by a prominent surgical scar; this reported with no comprehension as though neither recognizing, understanding or having any extraneous reference-knowledge of such a thing at all.

Such apparent "batch consignment" retrieval memories point up an interesting circumstance re the whole Alternative III affair, and suggest a very good reason (aside from fear) that the British producers took the approach of a dramatized rather than documentary rendering. In the Alternative III texts themselves, in the midst of what is unmistakably primary footwork regardless the ultimate format, there’s no sign the researchers ever found implication of alien complicity in the whole business at their basically street-level of access. This however means (keeping in mind this was first presented back in ’77) that there were necessarily large gaps in the continuity of their information.


The idea that NASA might be a camouflage program from which funds could be siphoned off to a covert space operation not supervised by that agency, of actually fractional cost (since EM field propulsion replaces fuels and bulky thrusters etc.) couldn’t ripen into appearance at the time, deprived as it was of the right nutriment. Therefore unexplained phases of what was yet proving to be a sinkingly compelling scenario could best be presented by speculative reconstruction, which suggested a dramatized format (much in the manner that proof-enough-to-please exists for an ancient civilization in Egypt owing to the presence of the pyramids; yet determining those pyramids got there and what use the ancients might possibly have had for them, would have to be a work of speculative retracing from fragmentary evidences).

A dramatized format, of course, clearly indicated with the roll of cast credits at the end, might indeed furnish an "as if disclaimer an ultimate trap door exit clearly marked with the "just-kidding" 4/1/77 release date so as to soften the immediate sense of retaliatory need. Yet ultimately, (according to what anyone involved in the field is able to ascertain on the matter) for all that, the three researchers Watkins, Ambrose and Miles seem to have totally disappeared from the face of the planet. This may be a consequence of the fact that their material on batch consignments was obtained after the TV presentation was put together, and found its way only into the book which they adamantly insisted on presenting as fact.

Dirty Rotten Scoundrels

From our perspective however, we’re able to fill in the gaps on how those "spectacular special effects" are done; we’re in a position to be able to assess the nature, character, quality and origin of the special technologies (saucer vehicles etc.) required to accomplish the kinds of extraordinary feats outlined in the Alternative III scenario, achieved at a time in the early ’60s for example when officially we were not supposed to be anywhere near in progress to such capabilities.


We are now able to see that, owing to one and the same "event", a shadow government was consolidated which was at the same time able in its secretiveness to employ the intruding technologies which had served to blast-harden it into place.


We’re able to see the more "portable", less centralized requirements that account for the hidability of the technology in question, at the same time that the acquisition of such technology secured the centralization of the global power structure.


(It becomes possible to understand for example how the secret U.S.-Soviet-alien space-program can be kept separate from the NASA program, how the general silence in regard to it can be facilitated by minimizing the number of personnel who actually have to be let in, and we see also the "value" in keeping up the camouflage program of tincan technology bouncing objects with only gross hardball accuracy off orbital entities without the greater knowledge of the participants and at the apparent "cost" of wasteful futility; conventional "reality" can continue to be gainfully employed, in a project so problematic from the primitive-technology perspective with which it’s saddled that it necessarily requires massive injections of funds easily siphoned into the covert program where liftoff can be achieved from a backyard in Nebraska and the target pinpointed with the hovering deftness of a hawk).

Here, then, in this uneasy "Dirty Rotten Scoundrels" alliance between aliens and the power structure (in which each is distrustfully using what can be extorted by compromise concession from the other so as to ultimately dominate him) we find the means of accounting for deep discrepancies in the official recitation of things; we can indeed see the necessary background existence of alien-derived, antigravity technology in the circumstances surrounding those very events which are pointed to most protectively as "proof" of the ordinary order of things, i.e. the official Almanac version of the Russian and U.S. lunar probes beginning in the late ’50s, culminating in the "first lunar walk" of ’69...

Only Altered Cows Jump Over This Moon

Nuclear engineer William L. Brian II of Oregon State University, for example, has demonstrated that the officially calculated "neutral point" between Earth and moon (the point of entrance for a lunar-approach vehicle where the Earth’s gravitation and the moon’s gravitation should be equal, based on the assumed surface gravity of the moon for natural celestial bodies according to standard Newtonian mechanics) cannot imply the gravitational value commonly given; using the standard calculations, the Ranger, Pioneer and Russian Luna probes missed repeatedly by the proverbial country mile, when "shooting for the moon".

When Luna 2 finally hit the surface and Luna 3 circled the far side, Russian efforts suddenly and mysteriously stopped for four years. Similarly, the U.S. withdrew for a period of two years after ’63, obviously to recalibrate their operative values. The revised estimates of the lunar "neutral point" based on experience, placed it at 43,495 miles from lunar center, about 23,000 miles off from the pre-Apollo calculations. The 1/6th gravitational value NASA continues to claim for the moon is grossly inconsistent with the value of the neutral point derived from experiment.

The actual gravity of the moon according to the operative data, is very comparable to Earth’s. Corroboratively, Apollo flight times are significantly more rapid than is consistent with the 1/6-gravity dogma. Why the obvious refusal to change the data on gravity ratios? The implication of a high-gravity moon as must actually exist, yields conventional fuel requirements for landing and acceleration that would have made the ’69 Lunar Module of 33,200 Ib.-weight a 330,000 Ib. vehicle!

The famous moonwalk everyone knows so much about in the conventional certitude of their "factual", documented world, wasn’t achieved with rockets. The launch rocket was authentic enough, but from there a secret source had to have taken over for the feat to have been accomplished. Significant to our viewpoint re U.S.-alien treaty etc., it was the U.S. that successfully demonstrated a manned lunar landing, despite early Russian space achievements. What accounts for the Russians having mysteriously pulled out of the competition?

The probability in this framework, is that justification of the NASA space-program (and therefore its funding, its continued distractive presence etc.) had finally to be buttressed by help from the secret side of acquired U.S. technology which, seven years earlier, had actually placed joint U.S.-Russian teams on Mars. This accounts for Russia’s quiet withdrawal and acquiescence in the early ’60s."Conventional" technology, in order to successfully perform according to the real if often quiet recalculations of practical coordinates (incorporating the anomalies of what is for instance most probably an artificial moon) necessarily has to maintain the show by covert installation of alien-derived instruments, antigravity and time-shift devices etc. thus supporting what Al Bielek was to tell MT about the routine if little known use of exotic technologies in "conventional" craft that, chronologically, we’re not even supposed to be close to. (Ever wonder why the astronauts never bounced around on the surface of the moon like Superball, as predicted under conditions of 1/6th gravity?)

"The giant leap for mankind"
was not undertaken on behalf of mankind, and wasn’t a "giant leap"; it was the first small step of "conventional reality" in assaying the hubris of its paper calculations, an Icarus of historical assumption that fell immediately off a fatal curve a gauche move of flying pinfeathers that, if not rapidly covered over and minimized with nonchalant silence (propped behind the scenes with the closed-club technologies actually corresponding to the world just dropped into) would throw all carefully preserved conventions of mass orientation assuring a safe orderly universe under complete control of the government/scientific reality-caretakers, into unrecoverable chaos.

  • Why, for example, is lunar soil at least a billion years older than lunar rocks?

  • Why are over 99% of the moon’s rocks, returned to earth for analysis, older that 90% of the oldest of known earth rocks?

  • Why, according to NASA, did the moon actually "ring like a gong or bell" with reverberations echoing from one to four hours, after third stage rockets and ascent stages of lunar modules crashed to its hard surface?

  • Why did iron samples brought back by Soviet and American probes prove to be rustproof, an "impossible" state virtually unknown to earth science except for a pillar of solid iron in New Delhi, indeterminantly old, which also inexplicably doesn’t rust?

How could enormous clouds of water vapor (over 100 square miles) suddenly appear on the "dry" lunar surface after missions as late as Apollo 15 especially when, given NASA’s 1/6 gravity-convention, the moon shouldn’t be capable of atmosphere retention and thus having any clouds whatsoever’. (More on gravity anomalies in Ch. IV.)

AIDS Out of Time

Similarly, we can infer the accuracy of initiated insight regarding the engineered origin of the AIDS virus as a byproduct of the ’62 U.S.-Russian Mars landing, by examining anomalies in the conventional data. The first recorded AIDS case seems to have been that of a Manchester, England sailor in 1959. Tissue from his autopsy had been preserved in formalin and kept in paraffin so that, by 1990 when the comparative analysis employing the polymerase chain-reaction was made, it could be confirmed that he indeed had a full blown case of AIDS. Given that the symptomatology of the virus can take years, the sailor might have acquired it "in his travels" as early as the beginning-to-mid years of the ’50s. This places it, of course, at exactly the span in which alien-government interaction was fomenting all its salient features.


Early experimentation at Los Alamos laboratories in genetic engineering, was already being conducted on the basis of what was parceled out as product of the alien accords. And alien saucer flights with government personnel aboard were conducting preliminary scouting expeditions of the Red Planet (prior to the landing accomplishment of ’62 using a combination of alien-derived and Earth technology). Samples of the bacterial soils were collected and brought back by the earliest alien-craft flights, prior to atomic melting of the Martian permafrost surface and wholesale awakening of its dormant microbial life.

The victim’s contraction of the disease right at this interval of time, suggests what was perhaps an isolated exposure to a "project" that was just in its beginning stages. The case for ihepiire artificially of the AIDS virus is perhaps best given by this "earliest known incident"; if indeed the virus could have originated in its present form even years earlier than the ’59 date when it was recorded as a collection of symptoms, then the obvious implication is that it should have gotten quite a running start in multiplication and spread, far before its noticeable appearance and proliferation at the beginning of the ’80s two decades later. An organically mutating virus doesn’t erupt in isolation; it should have been accompanied by myriad of its fellows. Why wasn’t another possible case of it noted till the late ’60s-again in virtual isolation? Even if its origin is granted the conventional assumption of Africa, the unusual character of the symptoms would had to have been noted the pneumocystis carinii and cytomega lovirus infections, for instance, were so unknown at the lime as to have stuck, out quite curiously.

Stalking the Wild Pentagon

It’s necessary to understand in all this that the forcibly impressed outline of alien-government relationship is a deliberate concoction of the negative aliens. Their intent from the beginning was not so much to filter in by subterfuge, as to use that apparent modus operand! as a highly-visible means of pushing the military-power structure symbiosis to a greater intensity. By allowing the alarming character of their abductions, implants, genetic manipulations etc. to be easily detected, they would put the elements of the shadow government on accelerated alert, and launch them at a more acute angle of action.

The point of their doing this can only be understood by recognizing the whole phenomenon as a spiritual ordeal. Considered in strictly physical-power play terms, it makes little sense to deliberately stampede your enemy into a more unified and monomaniacal orientation. But the "goal" in spiritual terms, as we’ve discussed more fully elsewhere in the T-Bird (Oct. ’89 and Nov. ’89, Oct./Nov. ’90) isn’t that of all-out leveling like a Juggernaut; otherwise, with their technological capabilities they would have simply marched in like so many storm-troopers long ago. The spiritual point of the Negative game is to provoke the negative polarization of consciousness wherever possible, so as to establish a manipulable and subordinate power-elite technically functioning through the conserved resource of free will determination and so able to add that irreducible measure of the conscious commodity to the sum available energy-states empowering the ameboid expansion of the higher density, negative social-memory-complex.


All who can’t or won’t be polarized negatively, are then fair game to be rendered as slave-material, i.e. by the devitalization of their living-atmosphere (as we see currently occurring in the appropriated agenda of the shadow government like a marionette doing the Orion bidding, but nonetheless happy in the doing without necessarily recognizing the efficient Influence owing to the ego-emoluments involved); by chemical or surgical modification; by cerebral implant; and by economic servitude.

This methodology of the higher density negative being, corresponds within their own framework to what the Castaneda material denominates Stalking. Stalking, briefly summed, is the art of using one’s (generally, numerically inferior) resources to encircle the subject of Stalking with a totally convincing atmosphere of illusion, an atmosphere so wholly artificial and subject to personal regulation that all the behaviors within it become suitably predictable. At the properly timed juncture of events, the predictability of the subject’s behavior is counted on to draw exactly the desired effect upon him.

If, for example, we take Bob Lazar’s account of his informative stint at the Groom Lake facility as a viable source of understanding what took place originally in the interaction between aliens and the military, we can perceive the peremptory handing-over of the unearthly element 115 to the keeping of the power structure as a virtually perfect example of Stalking. Ostensibly given to the government for purposes of study as a source of transdimensional spacetime propulsion, its unprecedentedly dangerous character as a source of anti-matter when operated in the alien reactors immediately necessitated according to military logic, which is what was counted on! an above-top-secret priority, and a concomitant fateful consolidating of the intelligence web-work now grown to virtual autonomy with respect to public review.

Also in keeping with the Art of Stalking, the most exotic forms of alien technology were "leased" (with baited option-to-own) for the crucial phase of the alien breakthrough: the Rainbow/Phoenix projects, (discussed in the Al Bielek interview next issue). Otherwise, of course, a crude admixture has characterized the technological acceleration of the secret government, partially due to the alien "eyedropper" approach in parceling out just enough to get the military "hooked", and partially due to the secret government’s desire for autonomy and adaptation of alien advances to terrestrial technology free of "donor" infusions (i.e. supermetals and materials, exotic induplicable elements, reactors, ether engines and hyperspace consoles etc.).

The genetic experimentations of the secret government about which we know, is just the tip of the alien iceberg; the whole "plot" of Stalking in fact revolves around the alien manufacture of "biobots", biological robots able to be directed from the astral/etheric level. This "stabilizes" the alien terrestrial presence artificially. The "natural" habitat of such aliens is fourth and fifth density, shifted at a (greater or lesser) angle to earth physical-spacetime; as explained in previous T-Bird issues, this makes their presence here innately unsteady, requiring EM (Electro Magnetic) adjustments and mind-body alignments under stress in our "atmosphere" which if held too long will effectively "lock them in", and which are always pulling in the direction of their own optimum density-configuration.


This insight of initiated understanding is most directly confirmed in the unusually-candid confession extended a New Mexico doctor by a service-to-self entity as reported on pg. 131 of Linda Howe’s An Alien Harvest, i.e. that the genetic specimens obtained from humans as well as the genetically similar substance of cow-hemoglobin and tissue were in fact used to manufacture biological robots which could more stably serve and "stand in for" the alien presence terrestrially.


(The circumstance of large numbers of aliens living in subsurface tunnel networks and underground facilities, furnishes the exception of an EM controlled environment as well as high-density pocket intersections transdimensional ducts, space-time/gravitational anomalies etc. in deep-core caverns.)

While the multiplying presence of thought-forms and biobots produces the requisite military paranoia, accelerating the totalitarian and elitist application of the "borrowed" technology, the seeded or staged crashes of ’47-’48 impart the impression of vulnerability encouraging the power structure to believe it can successfully compete. The total government silencing of Paul Bennewitz, for example, suggests that the military had already developed defenses along the lines he was proposing (cf. Earth vs. The Flying Saucers based on the non-fiction, Cassandra-like writings of Air Force Major Donald Keyhoe, where sonar weaponry was employed). The biobot thesis accounts for the cattle-mutilation phenomenon, which doubles as psychological warfare.

It is also probable that the Orions closely duplicate the activities of saucer-civilizations technically aligned to the "positive" (i.e. those in conformance to "cosmic law" etc.) which conduct abduction/genetic experiments toward dissimilar ends. This is done in order to blur the lines between those activities of beings (such as the Luca entities) technically to the side of the "positive", and those pursuing strictly negative ends. A double purpose is served: the Orion activity is prone to be confused with the less harmful "positive" activity, either to discredit the "positive" so as to make possible reception for it less likely, or to camouflage the Orion’s actions and motives by interpretation in tile "positive" context. Either way, their ends are adequately served.

We’ll expand on these themes, as we proceed with the Andreasson/Luca interview and begin the Bieiek adventure, next issue.

Prolegomenon to a New Origin of Spacetime:
Mother Terasu’s Traveling Tentshow

As we’ve seen, the curious mixture of the technological and the psychic so often characterizes the fields of "alternative energies", "UFOs" and co. that it ultimately becomes a central question and common concern, no matter which angle of approach is taken, as to how such elements can coexist or be reconciled through what is often one-and-the-same phenomenon.

  • How, given the present context of the conventionally "known" physics of things, is one to understand the baffling yet consistently convincing co-presence of mechanical hardware as with recognizable Sikorsky ’copters and the uncanny telepathic eavesdropping as well as pure spacetime discontinuity that seems to mark their appearance?

  • How is one to understand the relation between ordinary apparatus of the electrical engineer, and the exotic effects which independent testimony persistently proclaims is the issue of their special "arrangement", i.e. teleportation, production of spacetime warps, gravitational and electromagnetic anomalies linked to effects having peculiarly dreamlike, astral or psychic components?

  • How could one come to terms with the idea, as expressed for instance in the T-Bird itself (issue 3, Oct. ’89 page 7 cf. Letters to the Editor, this issue) that to the 4th density beings of other planets and spacetime orders the "saucer" we interpret as a tincan hardware vehicle of the 3rd stage type, is more a "pattern crystallization of the group psyche or auric Held of its pilots"?

  • How, we might ask, may such vehicles of admittedly esoteric behavior-patterns appear in "captivity" at various military installations as concrete technological hardware with material shells, consoles of patterned circuitry and viewscreens etc. while by report apparently exhibiting a form of psychic or telepathic responsiveness under demonstration of their "alien" commanders?

First of all, in order to understand such things on more than the merely credulous level (where too often they are indexed), one must understand the peculiar double-focus that characterizes the state of modern physics and finally, relative to that degree of comprehension the context of initiated understanding must be introduced as expression of a more integral perspective coinciding, by harmonic adjustment, with the levels of higher density through which those of both positive and negative polarization treat the functional reality of such matters on a direct-cognitive basis.

Initiated understanding, through the pages of the Thunderbird and by agency of its adepts AAA and MT, has previously characterized the type of reality belonging to the respective planes, dimensions and densities; it has already, in past issues under various feature premises, provided a preliminary framework through which the relations between "material" elements and their psychic values may be more efficiently comprehended as well as elastically applied in the contexts of varying focal "fields" of experience.


At this juncture, in order to have a more accommodating viewpoint through which to adjust to further disclosures and disconcerting items looming ahead (i.e., when we meet Al Bielek, pair up anomalies of the Philadelphia Experiment with "strange" occurrences in the course of investigation etc.) it is appropriate to take a minor detour; if in examining Mother Terasu’s special supplement to "What Is Christ Consciousness?" (i.e. the following serialized article "What Is Physics?") the reader decides the "explanations" are leading into thickets requiring strengths and coulombs of stamina surpassing present acceptable levels of expenditure, the advice is to simply skip it and pass on, resuming the "T-Bird/Phoenix" narrative next issue; this summary survey of the approaching overview through which the real New Order is being introduced, is offered as a preview for those who have some passion to perceive the alchemy between the present states of energy-knowledge and those Worlds of intelligent-energy speeding in from the future at ever-accelerated pace to meet and Upgrade them.


Everyone else is invited by the bridge-troll to pass on, and hurry to resume those more anecdotal pleasures blooming in the pastures just beyond this meta-physical ridge only, those here recessing for the pastoral romp should not complain if, further ahead, there are "anecdotes" that prove puzzling and which only yield to the keys they’ve chosen to skip.