Thread 35.
John F. Winston
John F. Winston
a correction about one of my recent postings. The second is about
the use of cinnamon and honey.
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Subject: A Friend Sets Me Straight. June 26, 2004.
Here is a case where a friend of mine told me what the truth
is rather than what I posted. The second posting is about Cinnamon
and Honey.
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Subject: UFOs 101. Part 4 of 4.
In a message dated 6/18/04 1:47:36 PM Pacific Daylight Time,
john...@mlode.com writes:
In chapter 17 Ruppelt reveals that even after he had left Project
Blue Book and the USAF, friends in RAF intelligence kept him
informed about latest developments, on a private basis.
(JW If my memory serves me right, I think is was Ruppelt who
started asking too many questions about UFOs. He got sick and was
put in a hospital, some gover-ment employees came and had a little
test. They wondered if they tied a bedsheet around Ruppelt's neck,
threw him out the window, would the sheet break? The bed sheet
didn't break, and Ruppelt kicked the bucket.)
John,
It was James Forrestal who went out the window in a "successful"
"suicide".
Edward Ruppelt died prematurely at age 37 of a heart attack. I
found that information at this url:
http://www.magonia.demon.co.uk/arc/00/ms40.htm
Regards,
M
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
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Subject: Take A Little Honey For Thy Stomach's Sake. June 25, 2004.
Or that may have been wine for thy stomach's sake. Whatever.
Here are some things that may help you to better health.
This information comes from a very unbelievable source, the
Weekly World News. They have in the past been known to lie like a
rug.
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From: a
Subject: Facts On Honey and Cinnamon.
It is found that a mixture of Honey and Cinnamon c-res most of the
dise-ses. Honey is produced in most of the countries of the world.
Ayurvedic as well as Yunani medicine have been using honey as a vital
medi-ine for centuries.
Scientists of today also accept honey as a "Ram Ban" (very
effective) medicine for all kinds of di-eases. Honey can be used
without any side effects for any kind of dis-ases.
Today's science says that even though honey is sweet, if taken in
the right dosage as a medi-ine, it does not harm diabetic patients.
(JW I doubt if they would admit to saying that.)
Weekly World News, a magazine in Canada, (JW And it is also sold
in North America.) on its issue dated 17 January, 1995 has given the
following list of disea-es that can be cu-ed by Honey and Cinnamon
as researched by western scientists.
HEART DI-EASES: Make a paste of honey and cinnamon powder, apply
on bread, chappati, or other bread, instead of jelly and jam and
eat it regularly for breakfast. It reduces the cholesterol in the
arteries and saves the patient from heart attack. Also those who
already had an attack, if they do this process daily, they are kept
miles away from the next attack.
Regular use of the above process relieves loss of breath and
strengthens the heartbeat. In America and Canada, various nursing
homes have treated patients successfully and have found that as age
the arteries and veins lose their flexibility and get clogged; honey
and cinnamon revitalizes the arteries and veins.
INSECT BITES: Take one part honey to two parts of lukewarm water
and add a small teaspoon of cinnamon powder, make a paste and
massage it on the itching part of the body slowly. It is noticed
that the pain recedes within a minute or two.
AR-HRITIS: Art-ritis patients may take daily, morning and night,
one cup of hot water with two spoons of honey and one small
teaspoon of cinnamon powder. If taken regularly even chronic
arth-itis can be c-red.
In a recent research conducted at the Copenhagen University,
it was found that when the doct-rs treated their patients with a
mixture of one tablespoon Honey and half teaspoon Cinnamon powder
before breakfast, they found that within a week out of the 200
people so treated practically 73 patients were totally relieved
of pain and within a month, mostly all the patients who could not
walk or move around because of arthri-is started walking without
pain.
HAIR LOSS: Those suffering from hair loss or baldness, may apply
a paste of hot olive oil, one tablespoon of honey, one teaspoon of
cinnamon powder before bath and keep it for approx. 15 min. and then
wash the hair. It was found to be effective even if kept on for 5
minutes.
BLADDER INFECTIONS: Take two tablespoons of cinnamon powder and
one teaspoon of honey in a glass of lukewarm water and drink it. It
destroys the germs in the bladder.
TOOTHACHE: Make a paste of one teaspoon of cinnamon powder and
five teaspoons of honey and apply on the aching tooth. This may be
applied 3 times a day till the tooth stops aching. ( JW It would
be a good idea to check with your dentist and see your teeth can be
fixed.)
CHOLESTEROL: Two tablespoons of honey and three teaspoons of
Cinnamon Powder mixed in 16 ounces of tea water, given to a
cholesterol patient, was found to reduce the level of cholesterol in
the blood by 10% within 2 hours. As mentioned for ar-hritic
patients, if taken 3 times a day, any Chronic cholesterol is cu-ed.
As per information received in the said journal, pure honey taken
with food daily relieves complaints of cholesterol.
COLDS: Those suffering from common or severe colds should take
one tablespoon lukewarm honey with 1/4 spoon cinnamon powder daily
for 3 days. This process will c-re most chronic cough, cold and
clear the sinuses.
INFERTILITY: Yunani and Ayurvedic Medicine have been using honey
for thousands of years to strengthen the semen of men. If impotent
men regularly take two tablespoon of honey before going to sleep,
their problem will be solved.
In China, Japan and Far-East countries, women, who do not
conceive and need to strengthen the uterus, have been taking cinnamon
powder for centuries. Women who cannot conceive may take a pinch of
cinnamon powder in half teaspoon of honey and apply it on the gums
frequently throughout the day, so that it slowly mixes with the
saliva and enters the ZZZbody. (JW Please don't ask me what
ZZZbody means because I don't know.)
A couple in Maryland, USA, had no children for 14 years and had
lost hope of having a child of their own. When told about this
process, husband and wife started taking honey and cinnamon as
stated above; the wife conceived after a few months and had twins at
full term.
UPSET STOMACH: Honey taken with cinnamon powder cu-es stomachache
and also clears stomach ulcers from the root.
GAS: According to the studies done in India & Japan, it is
revealed that if honey is taken with cinnamon powder the stomach is
relieved of gas.
IMMUNE SYSTEM: Daily use of honey and cinnamon powder strengthens
the immune system and protects the body from bacteria and viral
attacks.
Scientists have found that honey has various vitamins and iron in
large amounts. Constant use of honey strengthens the white blood
corpuscles to fight bacteria and viral diseases.
INDIGESTION: Cinnamon powder sprinkled on two tablespoons of
honey taken before food, relieves acidity and digests the heaviest
of meals.
INFLUENZA: A scientist in Spain has proved that honey contains a
natural ingredient, which kills the influenza germs and saves the
patient from flu.
LONGEVITY: Tea made with honey and cinnamon powder, when taken
regularly arrests the ravages of old age. Take 4 spoons of honey, 1
spoon of cinnamon powder and 3 cups of water and boil to make like
tea. Drink 1/4 cup, 3 to 4 times a day. It keeps the skin fresh and
soft and arrests old age.
Life spans also increases and even a 100 year old, starts
performing the chores of a 20-year-old.
PIMPLES: Three tablespoons of Honey and one teaspoon of cinnamon
powder paste. Apply this paste on the pimples before sleeping and
wash it next morning with warm water. If done daily for two weeks,
it removes pimples from the root.
SKIN INFECTIONS: Applying honey and cinnamon powder in equal
parts on the affected parts cures ec-ema, ringworm and all types
of skin infections.
WEIGHT LOSS: Daily in the morning 1/2 hour before breakfast on
an empty stomach and at night before sleeping, drink honey and
cinnamon powder boiled in one-cup water. If taken regularly it
reduces the weight of even the most obese person.
Also, drinking of this mixture regularly does not allow the fat
to accumulate in the body even though the person may eat a high
calorie diet.
CA-CER: Recent research in Japan and Australia has revealed that
advanced can-er of the stomach and bones have been cu-ed
successfully.
Patients suffering from these kinds of canc-r should daily take
one tablespoon of honey with one teaspoon of cinnamon powder for one
month 3 times a day.
FATIGUE: Recent studies have shown that the sugar content of honey
is more helpful rather than being detrimental to the strength of the
ZZZbody. Senior citizens, who take honey and cinnamon power in equal
parts, are more alert and flexible.
Dr. Milton who has done research says that a half tablespoon honey
taken in a glass of water and sprinkled with cinnamon powder, taken
daily after brushing and in the afternoon at about 3.00 p.m. when
the vitality of the body starts to decrease, increases the vitality
of the body within a week.
BAD BREATH: People of South America, first thing in the morning
gargle with one teaspoon of honey and cinnamon powder mixed in hot
water. So their breath stays fresh throughout the day.
HEARING LOSS: Daily morning and night honey and cinnamon powder
taken in equal parts restore hearing.
Nancy L. Autry, Admin. Secretary
UGA Physical Plant Division
Services Department
1180 E. Broad Street
Chicopee Bldg, Athens, GA 30602-5410
Office: 706-542-0293 Fax: 706-583-0238
(JW You probably should take this cinamon and honey a little at a
time. Last night I took the one teaspoon of honey with one teaspoon
of cinamon in a cup of water. It caused me to urinate about 4 or
more times during the night and I lost about 2 lbs. I don't want
anyone to terminal themselves by following my advice.
John Winston. john...@mlod.com
John F. Winston
Here is some information from a friend of mine about a book he
found called "Who's Who In UFOs And Ets". Some of it is channeled
so be careful. This is pretty rough information and is not meant
for the tender hearted. Nicholette is the physical person receiving
the information and Baktar is the space or sp-ritual person doing
most of the talking. Gary is a UFO researcher and does a great
deal of the talking.
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From: D
Subject: WHO'S WHO in UFOs and ETs: The Need For Discernment
By Nicholette Pavlevsky and Gary Wright
Update for the Fourth Edition - Our fourth edition differs from
the previous one in the revision and expansion of this Update and in
the addition of the story of the Missing Earth Crop Circle and the
birth of the Exopolitics X-Conference.
Two of the people profiled in our book di-d in 2003 at an early
age. Best known was British UFO Magazine editor Graham Bir-sall.
When we first chann-led about him, we encountered a psy-hic shield.
So after his de-th--in his 50s, from a brain aneurysm--I again asked
Baktar about him. Baktar said he had been mu-dered, but would not
tell us why in order to keep us out of jeopardy. He would only say
that the p-ychic shield had been placed around Bi-dsall by the
gov-rnment, and that for a long time Bird-all had been involved in
sensitive matters outside the field of ufology. While ch-nneling
this information Nicholette picked up that B-rdsall had good
po-itical connections with people in gover-ment who wanted to get
UFO information to the public, but he did not work for the
gov-rnment. (I should explain here that while cha-neling Nicholette
often picks up information which is not vocalized by the entity
being chann-led.)
Another person important to ufology who di-d at an early age was
abduction therapist Constance Cl-ar. When we first profiled her, she
was hosting a radio show in San Antonio, Texas. I had asked Baktar
whether her show would be successful and maybe even get syndicated.
Baktar replied that she wouldn't be doing radio that long. I asked
why not. Baktar said he wasn't allowed to tell us. When we heard
that she had di-d in an ATV (all-terrain vehicle) accident--she
lost control of it while driving up a slope--Nicholette was shaken
because she remembered the void-like darkness she had felt when
Baktar wouldn't answer my question.
After Cle-r's death, I asked Baktar what had happened. He said
she was mur-ered, but again for our protection, wouldn't say why.
We heard from one of her colleagues that she was investigating the
go-ernment's s-cret chemtrail program and that she had gotten
involved in deprogramming work. As to how she was m-rdered, maybe
it was as with California Congressman Sonny B-no, who was skiing
down a slope when he smashed into a tree. Baktar said a psychotronic
weapon had been used to blank out his mind while he was skiing.
I think some car accidents have been caused by the same method.
Baktar says Bon- was k-lled because he was starting to challenge the
way Con-ress does business.
One of the sensitive subjects Graham Bi-dsall was investigating at
the time of his death was a documentary video claiming that the
film of the Apollo 11 Moon landing was faked. According to this
documentary, when President Richard Ni-on was told that radiation
and temperature problems would likely prevent genuine Moon footage
from being filmed, he protested that such film was essential to
make the desired po-itical impact on the world, and ordered that
staged footage be filmed in advance in case it was needed. Stanley
Ku-rlck, according to testimony including from Kubr-ck's wife and
N-xon's secretary, was commissioned to make this film. After the
staged film was, in fact, used, Kub-ick was isolated and closely
monitored by the gov-rnment, and several less well-known people
connected with the fake filming were ass-ssinated. This is what was
alleged in the documentary. Curiously, it was televised only a
single time on a European satellite station that normally broadcasts
each of its documentaries several times. Subsequent to Bird-all
bringing a copy of the video to the U.S. and showing it at the 2003
International UFO Co-gress, he learned that there were problems with
it including that some of the supposed witnesses were actors.
However, Baktar says that although elements of the documentary were
faked, the events it describes were real.
In fact, according to Baktar, the entire Apollo program was a
travesty. Baktar says the Moon is an artificial body placed in
orbit around the Earth by ETs as an observation post (note its
unique near-circular orbit with one side of it never being visible
from Earth), and that four ra-es of ETs have bases on its far side.
He says that when Neil Armst-ong and Buzz AI-rin stepped on the
Moon they were confronted by Greys who telepathically told them it
was their place and humans weren't welcome. A few more Apollo
flights had to be conducted in order to avoid suspicion about why
our Moon missions were being ended, but after Apollo 11, astronauts
were shuttled to the Moon using bl-ck budget technology and mind
controlled to provide them with false memories of what happened.
A story is told of how Edgar Mit-hell was so alarmed about mostly
not being able to remember what emotions he felt while on the Moon
that he went to a psychiatrist to be hypnotically regressed and
recover his memories. However, it didn't work because a block to
the memories was encountered. Similarly, a story is told of how
when a child asked Buzz A-drin (who was also mind controlled) what
it felt like to be on the Moon, he became nauseous and had to step
outside to vomit. When Bart Si-rel, creator of the video "A Funny
Thing Happened on the Way to the Moon" that claims Apollo 11 never
landed on the Moon, challenged A-drin to swear on a Bi-le that he
had been there, Ald-in punched him--not because Ald-in was never
there but from pent-up anger from the li-s he has had to tell, the
sec-ets he has had to keep and the mind control he has been
subjected to. And then there were the three astronauts--Gus Gr-ssom,
Ed Wh-te and Roger Cha-fee--who were burned alive in their test
module to keep them from talking about some ETs who had contacted
them while on Earth. So our esteemed N-SA Moon program actually has
been filled with fraud and abuse, perpetrated to maintain the UFO
cover-up.
M--12 is legendary in ufology for being the controlling se-ret
c-bal for the suppression of UFO Information. So how is it possible
that one of its members is an influential member of a local MU-ON
group, yet almost no one else in the group knows about this?? I am
speaking about Robert (Bob) W-od and MU-ON of Orange C-unty,
California. It is not only Baktar who says this is the case. A
friend of ours, Melinda Le-lie, actually outed her friends Bob Wo-d
and Jack Ho-ck as members of -J-12 (that is, M--12 in its present
incarnation) in a lecture she gave for the International UFO
Congress several years ago. Melinda was first alerted to this fact
by Ed Da-es, a troublemaker who apparently simply wanted to have a
little fun stirring things up. Melinda didn't trust D-mes, since
she had already learned from inside sources about his own se-ret
gov-rnment connections with regard to his remote viewing classes,
but when she confronted her two friends Bob and Jack with his
information, they admitted it was true! Woo- told her, however, that
if she made the information public he would deny it.
Now, calling Melinda Le-lie a l-ar would put W-od in a difficult
position, because everyone who knows Melinda knows how passionate
she is about telling the truth. As a victim of abusive mi-itary
abductions, it is a life mission for her to get the truth out. She
is so passionate about it that even with great nervousness and
trepidation about outing her two friends at an International
congress, she was courageous and did it anyway. Nicholette and I
witnessed the emotions she went through as she was anticipating
giving her speech. We also witnessed, at the end of an Or-nge
County MU-ON meeting at which Linda Moulton Howe spoke, Howe
actually trying to discourage Melinda from giving the speech! Howe
said it would only "muddy the waters"--a phrase which was indelibly
etched in our brains. According to Baktar, Howe believes that our
world is a dark place and that in order to learn the truth you have
to "play ball" with the bad guys.
Oddly enough, to maintain the MJ-1- cover-up it has hardly been
necessary for Bob Woo- to deny Melinda Leslie's claim or for Linda
Howe to dissuade Melinda from giving her speech. Because despite
her having spoken at one of the most prestigious UFO conferences in
the world, most members of Wo-d's home MUF-N chapter, which Melinda
is also a member of, aren't aware of the information! At least this
is what Baktar told us recently, and this matches our own
impression. This is a good example of how easy it can be to keep
major se-rets. Sometimes information is available for all to know
... but somehow it simply doesn't come to most people's attention!
As it happens, Nicholette and I live near O-ange County and have
both been members of its M-FON chapter. We like the people who run
it and we like how they conduct their meetings. We have been amused
to notice, however, that Oran-e County MU-ON has had a lot more
speakers with sec-et gov-rnment or power el-te connections than has
Los Angeles County M-FON, the other large local chapter we have been
members of. Our guess is that this is primarily due to Bob Woo-'s
connections and influence. (It should be added that the speaker
difference no longer applies since the two chapters recently began
sharing speakers to save expenses.)
Part 1.
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
Here is some information that mentions Shirley Maclaine's meeting
a healer in Brazil.
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They come in their thousands.
The sick, the lame, the 'incurable' and the medically discarded,
to a small town in central Brazil. They endure long international
flights and for some long bus trips to Abadiania, high on the
plateaux of Central Brazil. They come to be cured by the mir-cle
healer, Joao Teixeira de Faria ... the man they call John of G-d.
He will scrape away cataracts and eye tumours with a knife, remove
breast ca-cers with a small incision and cause the crippled to walk
with just the touch of his hand. In a meditation room a ceiling high
stack of discarded crutches, wheelchairs and braces pays silent
testimony to his success. He is acclaimed as the greatest healer of
the past 2,000 years.
Buses arrive throughout the night. At 5am it is cool and still. A
heavy mist blankets the town of Abadiania much of which has grown
to cater for the thousands who pilgrimage here. People sit outside
the simple lodging houses talking softly... waiting. Some sleep in
cars or buses or simply stand around waiting for the sunrise. The
lodging houses provide free coffee for the weary travellers who
spill from newly arrived buses all through the night. Dawn will
bring new hope of a life without pain or illness.
The hospital-style center opens at 6am. The sick collect their
queuing numbers as cameramen prepare their equipment for the filming
of the day's activity. In an unmarked room Joao rests in
preparation. Rita, a dentist and volunteer aid, who says she was
healed by Joao of an incurable dis-ase, explains that he can call on
more than 34 do-tor entitles who use him as a vessel to perform the
amazing surgery and he-ling. Joao is an unconscious med-um, she
explains, who does not remember anything once he is incorporated by
entity. The principal entity is Dom Inacio, after whom the center is
named - Casa De Dom Inacio.
My initial interview with Joao is in the unmarked room at the rear
of the center. He lies on a couch in the dimly lit, sparsely
furnished room. On the wall above his head hang pictures of his
principal entities. On the adjacent wall hang a dozen Honorary
Degrees, Certificates of Appreciation and Civil Awards bestowed
upon him by grateful countries and VIPS, among them a plaque
bearing a Medal of Honour from the Pre-ident of Peru in gratitude
for healing his son.
Joao greets us with an outstretched hand from the couch where he
is resting. We do not stay long. He has another busy day ahead. The
people are lining up - over 600 already and it is only 7.30am. Soon
he will say a simple prayer and incorporate the entity. Time enough
for us to inspect the premises before the he-lings begin.
The h-aling center, affectionately known as The House, is simple,
efficient and designed to cater for large numbers of people. The
main hall is open at one end leading out to a covered walkway,
toilets and a rose garden. This is the main treatment area where
most of the visible operations are performed on patients where they
stand. A lilting song heralds his entry.
Followed by assistants carrying trays of surgical instruments, he
moves slowly in trance. Anaesthesia and sterilisation are provided
invisibly by the entities, a fact that astounds medical doctors
who come to observe him. In 35 years there has never been a single
case of septicaemia in the house.
During the first morning I saw operations performed that defied
logic. Touching the head of a woman who had a large tumour in her
stomach, he lifted her shirt to reveal a freshly stitched four-inch
incision. Two hours later she seemed well, in high spir-ts and happy
to show me her incision. 'See,' she said, 'the tumour is gone, and
I'm going home to cook dinner!'
Some of the operations are unorthodox in the extreme. With a pair
of long nosed forceps and a cotton swab he operates through the
nose, twisting the forceps high in the sinus cavity. I am told that
he can perform 28 different operations throughout the body with
this technique. While gruesome for the viewers, many feel only a
mild unpleasantness whilst others experience considerable discomfort.
One woman said that the sensation was so good she was sorry Joao
had not done the other one. One man l interviewed declared he had
six broken bones in his feet repaired by this method. A similarly
illogical operation is performed by scraping the eyeball with a
kitchen knife, a procedure absolutely impossible by any medical
do-tor. Apart from the removal of eye tumours and cataracts, he
also operates elsewhere in the body by scraping the eye.
Invited to watch at close range, I saw a small blue light emanate
from the tip of the knife. This light strobed deep into the iris and
seemed to break up into multiple white fingers. At no time was
there an anaesthetic or aseptic used in any operation. Incisions
produce virtually no bleeding, a fact which astounds doc-ors and
scientists alike.
I was warned by a kindly assistant to watch for an amazing
phenomenon: 'simultaneous invisible operations' which occur in the
crowd as he operates. Even so, I was not prepared for the frequency
and, simplicity of this remarkable occurrence. People began
dropping like flies all around me. 'Get that one!'
Joao said as he paused from a delicate eye operation and
pointed into the crowd. 'There is another over there. Take them to
the recovery room,' he said with firm compassion. These were
truly mi-aculous he-lings.
I watched in amazement as a man, confined to a wheelchair for 50
years, was told to stand and walk after a simple touch of his legs.
The grateful man burst into tears as assistants walked him away
and the wheelchair was removed to become part of the static display
in the meditation room. l pulled myself away to check on patients in
the recovery room.
Fitted with two rows of clean white beds, the recovery room
smelled clean and sterile; a spir-tual air, not the chemical smell
of a hospital. I sought out some of the 'simultaneous operations' to
check their post operative condition. Hopeless canc-r cases,
gallstones, hernia, cataracts, chronic art-ritis, leukaemia, heart
problems and many undiagnosed illnesses. All were drowsy but calm
and content.
Everyone I spoke to had been operated on; successfully, they
assured me. One man, who had not been able to sit or bend and
previously required assistance to lie down, had received a small
incision between his shoulders. Immediately he could bend, squat
and sit. He was so happy tears rolled down his big square cheeks as
he described his amazing cu-e.
The house contains three other major rooms. One is a meditation
room where 30 or more med-ums, all dressed in white, sit in deep
meditation.
This, they tell me, generates a strong healing current. Next door,
in the main interview room, sit another 60 or more volunteer
me-iums. The long line of ailing pilgrims walk through the center of
this room to receive their c-res or prescriptions from the med-um
Joao, who is in entity. Following the visible operations, he sits in
a large chair as the people file past. The entity scans each person
and 'sees' their problem. For many, he will write a script for Herbs
in a strange sp-rit shorthand. Limping, on crutches or in
wheelchairs, the line seems unending. Some who need operations are
directed to wait in an adjoining room where major surgery or
prolonged treatments take place. As he speaks, his hand, seemingly
disconnected from the man himself, flashes across a notepad. Another
script, another instruction and the line moves on. An engineer who
first brought his daughter to the house seeking a cur- for a painful
leg condition, tells me the me-ium will stay until all have been
treated, sometimes late into the evening.
Although a successful businessman in his private life, Joao
Teixeira is a simple man of humble origins who now devotes three
days every week to h-aling his fellow human beings, without payment
of any kind.
A heavy-set man with a slight bodily slump, he exudes deep
compassion and remarkable inner strength. He speaks with an economy
of words but his deep voice commands attention.
Born into an impoverished family, he is intimately familiar with
hunger, deprivation and the humility of poverty. As revealed in his
biography The Mir-cle Man, discovered his extraordinary gift at age
16 when a female vi-ion appeared to him and told him to go to a
nearby spi-itual ch-rch. Greeted by a senior member when he arrived,
he does not remember the next few hours but on awakening he was told
that he had performed mi-aculous operations. He has continued
healing for 38 years despite relentless persecution. For much of
his youthful life he was forced to live as a wanderer, traveling
from city to city healing the sick and living from their donations
of food.
The po-ice harassed him constantly with beatings and incarceration.
Despite his compassion and unselfish dedication to the thousands of
sick who seek his help, he is still ridiculed by his enemies.
Amazingly, he treats many of his persecutors - do-tors and pol-ce -
with their own incurable di-eases. Clergymen, rabbis and nuns from
all over the world write testimonies to his mira-ulous c-res.
The poor and the famous are equally welcome. The famous include
actress Shirley Maclaine who was told she could never dance again.
Joao cured her stricken legs caused by a tumour in her stomach.
Thousands of written testimonies are filed in the office along with
piles of newspaper clippings and personal letters of gratitude. It
is estimated he has cured more than 15 million people in his 38
years of healing. Reports by scientists from all over the world
support claims of mir-culous healings of every malady known and
unknown, including incurable can-ers, lupus di-ease and 139 cases
(at the time of writing) of A-DS. Many come with their white
coats of scepticism, but all leave totally convinced that he is a
genuine paranormal phenomenon of me-icine.
The sick do not pay for treatment. If herbs are prescribed they
pay only a few dollars to cover the cost of production. They will
be fed at lunchtime with a simple wholesome soup, bread and herb
tea, for which there is no charge. The week before I arrived he
treated and fed over 15,000 people in three days! He and his
volunteer staff worked non-stop up to 14 hours each day. It is
said that he treats and operates on more people for major maladies
in a single week than the largest western hospital would treat in
a month.
Like other renowned healers before him - Edgar Cayce, Ze Arigo
and Britain's Harry Edwards, his mir-culous c-res provide hope for
the terminally ill who have exhausted all avenues of modem
med-cine. Joao is the living proof of s-irit existence that even
the sceptics cannot refute.
A trip to this sanctuary is a spi-itually uplifting experience
even for the hale and hearty.
) Robert Pellegrino-Estrich 1995
JW It would be nice to take a trip down there and experience his
he-lings first hand. If anyone knows how these people in Brazil
can be contacted please let me know. I got this information
from:
johnofgod.com/article.htm
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
Subject: Response To Article "Shirley Maclaine In Brazil".
June 29, 2004.
Here a few of the people who sent me information about Shirley
Maclaine In Brazil.
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From: E
Subject: John of G-d
Brother,
I was reading all about him last week Google John of Go-
http://www.johnofgod.com/default.htm
I would also so love to bring my Elder Gat and I to go see and
feel him :-)))
g
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From: E
Subject: Re: Shirley Maclaine In Brazil.
http://www.johnofgod.com/default.htm
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From: E
http://www.healingquests.com/pages/info_2.htm
May 2nd through May 16th arrive Bralilia May 3rd leave Brasilia
May 15th July 11th through July 24th October 4th through October
16th October 31st through November 13th two week Tour starts on a
Monday and ends on a Saturday
Call for information and to reserve space as these trips are
booking up fast.
203.255.2123.
7 Two weeks -13 nights (one week trip also available)
1. $---.00 Trip cost includes:
2. Introductions to the Entity and personal translation at
all times.
Heather is your guide and translator and is fluent in Portuguese,
English and Spanish. She was born on a ranch in the region, lived
there for 30 years, has a deep understanding and familiarity with
the culture, the land, flora and fauna.
3. Hotel accommodation and all meals at the hotel (double
occupancy, single occupancy extra)
4. Medical insurance
5. Ground transportation Brasilia/ Abadibnia/ Brasilia
6. Tour of village and local market, shops and translations
throughout the trip
7. Taxis to and from sacred waterfall
8. Generous donation to the Casa
9. Participation in optional evening programs conducted by
Heather; Meditations, Shamanic Journeys, Five Element QiGong
Also included:
1. Guided tour of Brasilia, the capital - and sacred sites
2. Visit to Temple of Good Will (home of one of the largest
crystals in the world) to walk the labyrinth,
3. Visit reputable jeweler specializing in Brazil's precious
stones and gold jewelry
4. Brazilian "churrasco" lunch
5. Visit to indigenous FUNAI store (arts and crafts of
indigenous tribes)
Not included:
1. Single room supplement
2. Crystal treatments, snacks, bottled water or drinks
3. Herbs prescribed by the Entity (usually $--)
4. Personal shopping
5. Airfare, airport taxes (usually included in ticket) visa
fees
6. Taxis to or from airport when not with the group
7. Laundry
8. Gratuities
For further information contact Heather:
Phone: (203) 255 2123
Email: hcum...@aol.com
For additional reading:
Please check these links to read about Sandra Ingerman's
experiences - transmutation letter August 2001 and April 2002 -
(click to read letter in seperate window). Sandra teaches Shamanism
around the world and is the author of - Medicine for the Earth,
Soul Retrieval, Welcome Home, A Fall to Grace.
From: E
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Subject: Re: Shirley Maclaine In Brazil.
http://www.resonateview.org/joao/gettingthere.htm
To go on your OWN
Getting to the Sanctuary of Joco Teixeira
John of -od or Joco de Deus
Here are the basic instructions on how to reach his sanctuary on
your own.
There are also many people who take groups, but there is no reason
to go to this extra expense unless you really want support them. If
you have never traveled outside your country and are afraid to travel
alone, this may be a good idea. The center now has a few English
speaking helpers so you should be OK. Bring a Portuguese phrase
book. It helps if you know some Spanish since Portuguese is similar
for simple communications. Don't expect people to speak English in
Brazil other than at the larger hotels, travel agents and airlines.
Read travel manuals on Brazil and take the normal precautions and
other advice described in the book. Don't forget to bring a couple
of sets of white clothes.
You need to take an international flight to either San Paulo or
Rio de Janeiro. I went to Rio with Continental, but then found out
it stopped in San Paulo on the way and added 3 hours to my trip.
From there take a domestic flight to Brazilia (1 1/2 hours). You
will get a significantly better rate on the domestic flight if you
buy it from there (about 1/3 the cost). The airlines GOL has
particularly good rates. I usually stay in youth hostels who have
flyers on special travel deals.
Brazilia is not a particularly nice city, so you probably will not
want to stay there. Once in Brazilia, you can take a bus of a taxi
to Abadiania. You can take a taxi to the bus station that serves
Goiania or Anapolis and take the bus to either place asking the
driver to drop you in Abadiania. Abadiania is about 1.5 hours from
Brazilia. A bus will cost a few dollars and a taxi from the airport
to Abadiania will cost you 100-150 reals--1$=2.3 reals at the time
of this writing (May 2002). Tell the driver you want to go to Joco
de Deus in Abadiania. (pronounced Ja-ooo de day-ous, en
Aba-djohn-yah). Print it on paper and show him. The name of the
Joco's sanctuary is Casa de Dom Inacio. There are no overnight
facilities at the casa sanctuary.
There are many simple pousadas (guesthouses) near the sanctuary
which should only cost you US$---- p/p per day including food.
Accommodation and food is good and healthy if bland. You will see
many on the way to the casa - ask to see the rooms but remember,
this is rural Brazil, not the NY Hilton. Try Pousada Irmao Sol /Irma
Lua owned by Martin Mosquera who will probably serve as your English
speaking guide with the Entity. He owns what is probably the best
pousada in town. His tel/fax is (code to exit your country + 55 for
brazil) 062 - 3431230 and his email is sol....@terra.com.br (a
donation for his services would be welcome and well worthwhile). If
you contact him, please say Yari sent you.
Part 1 of 2.
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
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Part 2 of 2.
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The sanctuary is only open on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday each
week. There is an orientation on Tuesday evening, so plan to arrive
before then. You should ask at the "Secretaria" office for Martin or
Arturo, both who speak English.
They will write down your questions for you. You should prepare
short questions as you may only have a minute of his time the first
time through the line.
There are two sessions each day - 8am and 2pm. Assemble in the
hall (close to the stage) to watch "visible" operations and then
line up in the "first time" queue to go past the Entity. When
"in-entity" Joao looses consciousness. The Entity says very little
and with so many people to treat, that is understandable. He reads
your energy very quickly. You must think of your problem all the
time you are in the line - he can read your thoughts and see your
blueprint. He will give a prescription for whatever treatments you
need and almost always this will include herbs (US$- per bottle).
You will probably get 5 bottles, enough to last 3 months. Be
prepared not to drink alcohol or eat pork during the time you are
taking the herbs.
Joco does not charge a fee for his work and is not paid from the
voluntary donations. All the donations go to paying the staff and
upkeep on the compound.
Joco lives on his farm for the rest of the week; the income from
which provides for his personal support.
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From: E
Subject: Re: Shirley Maclaine In Brazil.
Best One Now :-))
http://www.johnofgod.com/article.htm
OK your on your way
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From: E
John
Lady of Light Assn.
Fazenda "Capivari." Avenida Frontal,
Abadiania, Goias, 72940-000 Brazil
Tel/fax +55 62 343-1935
E-mail:ground...@ladyoflight.com
ABN 60 72 803 9753
Dear Enquirer,
Our service dates for the remainder of 2003 are as follows: We
would meet in Brasilia on Tuesday 28th Oct, 4th Nov, 25th Nov and
9th Dec. For the year 2004 the following dates apply: 06thJan,
20thJan, 16thMar, 27thApr, 11thMay, 15thJune,29th June, 20thJuly,
10thAug, 31stAug, 21stSep, 12thOct, 2ndNov, 23rdNov, 2004. Departure
date is the second Saturday following the arrival date.
We provide a ground service out of Brasilia that supplies:
transport to and from Abadiania, meals and accommodation for ten
days, translation service, and our constant guidance through the
house procedures to ensure you get the best possible result from
your visit to John of G-d. Our normal routine is to meet at the
Hotel Carlton in Brasilia on the selected date, and the next day
take our air-conditioned coach to Abadiania in time for the
Wednesday afternoon session at the sanctuary.
It is cheaper & more flexible if you buy your own airfares in
your country.
This allows you the flexibility in the of planning your trip and
the use of frequent flyer points or special airline deals.
In the USA we can recommend Discover Brazil Tours at
1800 524-3666. Ask for Eliane
Email:
eli...@discoverbraziltours.com
In Australia we recommend Flight Center at Tamworth NSW - ask
for Kevin Hutton - phone (02)675 55900. The best deals now are
flying Aerolineas Argentinas, Sydney to NZ, Buenos Airies, and
then Varig to Brasilia.
In other countries consult your local travel agent.
From the USA you will fly to Sao Paolo and then take a domestic
flight to Brasilia. You will need to co-ordinate the arrival of
your flight to enable you to arrive in Brasilia by the nominated
Tuesday. Don't be too concerned about the timing, just take a
taxi to the Hotel Carlton and meet us in the lobby at 7.30 pm
for dinner at a nearby restaurant. The next morning-Wednesday- we
will depart by coach for Abadiania returning on the second Saturday
morning to Brasilia. You will depart for home on the Saturday unless
you want to stay on, in which case we will help you secure long
term accommodation at a very budget price.
The all-inclusive cost is only USD$---- (or equivalent) which
covers:
- an in-coming recuperative night in the five-star Hotel Carlton
Brasilia, - bus transfers (a bus is provided to and from Abadiania,
any change of plans that requires individual transport must be paid
directly to the driver).
- ten nights in Abadiania,
- three meals a day including one juice, water, tea or coffee.
Additional drinks will be charged separately.
- our translation services,
- our constant assistance and guidance to ensure the best
results from your visit.
You will only need pocket money for souvenirs, gemstones,
coffees and herbs if prescribed - US$- per bottle, usually 5 or
10 prescribed, and a few possible crystal bed therapies prior to
treatment at $- per session.
Joao will not accept payment - but you may make a donation if you
wish.
Please let us know as soon as possible if you are planning to
come.
We will need payment in advance to enable us to secure
accommodation. If the trip fails to eventuate for any reason all
monies less US$--- are refundable.
We will also need your name (as it appears on your passport),
address and passport number (for bus travel permits in Brazil).
If traveling from the USA or Europe please send funds by wire
transfer through your bank and deduct the bank charges from the
amount (we will pay the charge): Please contact us for payment
methods.
About the sanctuary
The center is in rural central Brazil, south west of the capitol
Brasilia. Few people speak English and it is more than a bit
confusing. We have accompanied many people there over the past five
years with considerable success. When "in-entity" Joao looses
consciousness. The Entity says very little and with so many people
to treat, that is understandable. He rarely offers any individual
sp-ritual guidance because we must all make our own "free will
decisions" but for those who attend the house many great changes
affect them, spir-ually and physically. We have never taken anyone
who has not been profoundly changed by the experience but it is
seldom a "bolt of lightening" for, whilst you will see many
instantaneous "miracu-ous" cu-es each day, the majority take time
to effect a cu-e - usually about three months. Naturally, like
orthodox medi-ine, there can be no guarantees. The majority of
people, depending on the gravity of their illness, respond
favorably with time. Some, however, do not - a missing limb cannot
be replaced and similarly a severely degenerated system might not
respond - there is a point beyond which the body cannot regenerate.
If possible, it is advisable to stay at Abadiania for more than one
week. This allows more time and choice for the Entity to treat
your ailment. If you decide to stay longer we can help you procure
inexpensive accommodation in the village.
After seeing him at work no one can ever doubt the existence of
a sp-rit dimension and a powerful creative force. The ability to
tap into that force for the rest of your life is one of the great
benefits. If you are a h-aler or a med-um the experience will be
of immense help to you.
Any medical problems you have will be dealt with by
Joao-in-entity but you will need to liaise with us beforehand to
ensure we understand your requirements.
If you decide to come you should remember the following:
1) Bring white or light colored clothing for the three days at
the sanctuary.
2) Bring adequate US$ to last you in cash - ATMs are scarce in
Brazil.
You can always bring the excess back home. Change some US dollars
at the airport banks into $Reals - enough to last you for the trip.
Do not take them out of Brazil as you cannot change them. Travelers
Cheques are difficult to change.
3) Leave expensive jewellery at home. Bring just a cheap watch.
4) Joao does not mind close-up photography so bring your camera
or video.
5) Be sure your passport is valid for six months. Check to see
if you need a visa.
6 Bring a towel and soap - the pousadas seem to have short
supply.
7) Unless you have a European passport you will need a tourist
visa from the Brazilian Consulate.
8) Travel insurance is essential to cover you in the event of
accident, illness, loss of personal belongings or death.
This should cover it all but if you require more information
please don't hesitate to contact us by email:
rob...@ladyoflight.com. If contacting by phone try the Brazil
number first.
Robert
Robert Pellegrino-Estrich
www.johnofgod.com
www.ladyoflight.com
The Lady of Light Association is a registered charity dedicated to
those less fortunate due to illness or disability. Registration
No. (Aust) Y2795145
(USA) DLN: 1705341008001
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From: D
Subject: Re: Shirley Maclaine In Brazil.
Hi John. My husband and I went to see Joao Teixeira de Faria about
three years ago. My husband had his eyes scraped, but nothing
changed, he went back home without any healing and I had problems
with my cartilage, My leg in pain and I received no healing and went
back home with my legs in pretty bad pain. This is our story, for
what its worth.
Blessings B
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From: F
Subject: Shirley Maclaine In Brazil.
I found this website http://www.friendsofthecasa.org/Joao.htm.
They tell you contact this lady below. However, it gives you
information on how to visit on your own also. This is the website
for this healer in particular.
Emma Bragdon is a guide for people who want to visit Spi-itist
Centers in Brazil. She can be reached at EBra...@aol.com or by
calling 802-457-4915 in USA.
Thanks,
F
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From: U
Subject: Joao
Dear John:
I have the book about Joao of -od. Here is the author's e-mail
address. You can ask him how to go about going down there.
lli...@ozemail.com.au
website: www.johnofgod.com
Hope that helps you!
L
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From: H
Maybe this will help John.
http://www.johnofgod.com/
http://ladyoflight.com/casa/default.htm
http://www.resonateview.org/joao/gettingthere.htm
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From: T
Subject: Friends of the Casa de Dom Inacio Abadiania Brazil
More info............
M
http://www.friendsofthecasa.org/
(JW I just had a dream about all of this. In my dream I
accepted a ride in a strange vehicle and was expected to give them
a tip.
I gave one of the people some change and the other one, when it
was found I had no more money, tried to take my entire billfold.
So please be careful. There are desperate people down there
going to be h-aled and desperate dishonest people who are taking
advantage of these people. Only deal with established groups
and keep in a large group for your own protection).
Part 2 of 2.
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
This is information from Sananda who is stating that the space
people are planning to land their ships on this Earth. This is
channeled material so be careful. This is a good thing, so I asked
that all of my friends hope that this will happen.
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From: P
Subject: Wake up Call- Nancy Tate / Sananda June 28, 2004
Welcome to this day, and the wonder of it!
My dear ones, when you rise in the morning and you wipe the sleep
out of your eyes, what is the first thought that comes to mind? Is
it of the dream you just awoke from, or the activities of the day
before? Or perhaps it is of the day to come? Maybe when you awaken,
you have no thoughts at all, but those of being in the now, thoughts
that bring to your attention the birds song welcoming you to the
day; or the wafting in and out of the clouds in their passage
across the sky. Do you lie there and listen to the breeze stirring
the curtains to a billowing that resembles the flowing skirts of
the mother who loves you so?
Whatever your thoughts and your feelings, are you fully present,
or are you in a dreamland that could lull you back to sleep so
easily as to render you back to the land of dreams?
This is a time for you my friends to find what it is that
motivates you in your life. When you drift along in a dreamy haze
in the morning perhaps that restores you for the day ahead. Or
maybe it is an indication of the way your day will be.
I am Sananda, and I encourage and invite you to be aware of the
way your feelings and thoughts carry you through the day, for there
is something to learn about yourself in that observation.
When the events of the next few days and weeks open up and throw
some instances in your face, you will be prepared to allow them to
come to you and pass right on through with this careful practice
in these next few days. Being able to tune in to your powers and
your predisposition for response under pressure will give you
insight as to how you will fare in these coming times.
When you are prepared, then you can be of assistance to those who
look to you for an understanding to what they find coming up in
their lives and the lives of those all over the world. It is a
time when there will be some searching for answers and some
curbing of tempers. Some will find that they are unleashing
emotions that they have not even realized were there, or that they
have carefully kept under their control.
You will be able to be a catalyst for their assimilation of
some of the information that will be forthcoming. It will of great
assistance to remain calm in the face of certain events that will
likely transpire.
I do not wish to bring an air of trouble to you; you are aware of
what is taking place behind the scenes, for you have been diligent
in your being informed as to what is taking place in the corners and
byways of the world. I speak now of the events and ministerings
that have been taking place in the shadows. You also have been
informed of the family from off planet who are ready to come and
walk among you at a moment's notice.
My friends, that time is fast approaching, and when it does, we
know that through your diligence you will be at the ready, and able
to greet us and all that comes forward with the calm and assurance
that you have achieved through your being informed.
What I AM about to tell you is of extreme importance, and when
you take it to heart it will feel like it belongs and fits right in
with the rest of the picture. In a short period of time, determined
by certain events on your planet, there will be an envoy of ships
that will be landing and welcoming certain parties to the scene.
This is all arranged with those who will be greeting us; and when
that happens it will be because conditions on earth have warranted
this coming.
Please see that this is a vital first contact that will begin the
next phase of contact with you, our family on earth. You have
invited us to come. When that contact with you, takes place there
is a network set up that will combine to bring a legislative action
that will carry forth the tone of our mission here and surround all
of you with an authority that bespeaks the majority of s-uls on
the planet.
This is a co-operative venture that is being planned, and when
it comes about it will be accomplished in a peaceful and
humanitarian manner. There will be no panic, and we will be
welcomed with the knowing that will come in peace and co-operation
with the leaders on earth who are invested in the well being of all
on earth.
My dear ones, bear this message well. Find in your hearts the
solidity with which you can bear peaceful and knowledgeable example
to those who are not prepared. This is a time when you have been in
preparation, and the events that will be taking place will bear
that out in their nature. This is a time for the banding together
of all who are aware, and it will be obvious why you have
positioned yourselves in the areas that you occupy now.
If you have been wondering why you are in a particular area, and
nothing that you aspire to is formulating, then be patient a while
longer, my dear ones, and the answer will be clear. There will
come a time when what you aspire to will be the very thing that is
in your life in the moment, and there will be no doubt or
uncertainty as to why you are where you are.
Once this phase of contact is beyond the initial stage, then many
of you will find a loosening of the places that you find yourselves
in right now. That is when your next phase of light work will begin.
You will just naturally flow into it, and it will be grand, and
joyful, for service to the world is at the base of your being. This
will be a time when all your deepest dreams for serving mankind
will begin to materialize, and you will feel as if heaven is
finally at your door, and you have opened it for now and evermore.
I stand here with your hands in mine, and my tears flow freely
and from a gladdened heart. You are my loved ones and I gladly kiss
the feet of all of you. Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit
the earth. It is nigh upon us, and it is Blessed.
Thank you dear Ma-ter Sananda,
Love, Nancy Tate
www.nesara.us
www.treeofthegoldenlight.com
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This is a one way post, so please do not reply
directly to the maillist address. If you wish to
correspond with Nancy Tate, please do so at this
address: tr...@myway.com
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John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
July 1, 2004.
Here is another comment from a person who has gone down in the
area where John of G-d lives.
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Subject: Shirley Maclaine In Brazil.
John,
This is a very old tale about Shirley MacLaine going to the Casa
in Abadiania.
She demanded complete secrecy at the time and private audience. It
happened at least 20 years ago.
I've been to Abadiania three times in the past year, and am going
again for the month of September. Many healings do occur. Others do
not happen. What makes the difference appears to be a combination of
Karma and/or current life paths chosen by the person themselves.
The number of people who used to visit the Casa would sometimes be
as great as 5000 in a day, the majority coming by bus from around
the country.
Since the devaluation of Brazil's currency four years ago, the
buses seldom exceed 5 in one day, with the average equaling 2 per
day. Some days none appear. But Joao does often spend his weekends
flying about the country holding healing gatherings. It all depends
on whether the town he is visiting has obtained a 'signed' Writ of
Habeas Corpus so he can not be arrested for practicing med-cine
without a license. The d-ctors in Brazil are extremely jealous of
their profession - and Joao has spent a lot of time being
inhumanely treated in local ja-ls.
Joao is a wonderful man and healer. He never charges for his
services, but donations to the Casa, and to the new beautiful Soup
Kitchen and Clothing distribution center which has just been
completed, are much welcomed. The new Soup Kitchen/Clothing
Distribution Center was build in just over a year - completely
by donations from grateful people who have been helped by the
Entities. And while Dom Inacio is the Patron of both the Casa and
the Soup Kitchen, Joao incorporates at least 33 different entities
at various times, not the least of which are King Sol-mon, Dr.
Almeda Aug-sto (currently the most prominent entity), and one who
only goes by the name of "Love." Many others also come through.
Joao just celebrated his 61st birthday June 24th. The party they
threw for him had 4000 guests. I had to miss it as I came back on
June 13th due to work commitments, but I promise I'll be there next
year.
If you really want to learn about John of Go-, read Josie
Ravenwing's book, "The Book of Mir-cles" or John Pellegrino's book,
Mira-le Man. Better yet, visit any of a number of websites:
www.johnofgod.com or www.spiritualsoup.org or www.ladyoflight.net
or www.friendsofthecasa.org and there are several others. Just type
John of -od in your search engine.
Love and Blessings,
J
wayf...@mindspring.com
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
Here is some information that talks about a type of space people
who I've never heard of before.
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From: K
Subject: Non-Terrestials!
Dear Ones! Please use discernment & enjoy!
Loves! S
Hugs!
**************
Subject: Meetings with nonterrestrial consciousnesses 2
Hi Everyone, Eve's comments about ETs which have a perspective of
assistance.
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The consciousnesses which have a perspective of assistance: I will
not be satisfied in this, third part (JW I don't have parts 1 or 2
of this material.) without telling you about their worlds to which
they had the kindness to invite me. I will speak to you about:
The Mouniens, our friends the instigators of the message "DO YOU
WANT US TO SHOW UP"
the Solarians,
the Vulcans,
the Venusians,
our fraternity (Shamballa)
Presentation of our friends the Mouniens: (JW These are the type
space people I haven't heard on before.)
- Their place here on earth
This place is on earth, more exactly underground, until a short
time ago under American territory. For reasons of safety, they are
in the course of travelling to other places, always on earth. That
said one should not confuse a geographical place with the state,
material or not, of the buildings of this site. Everything is at a
higher vibratory density, and is not visible, most of the time,
with the physical eyes of men. They have laid out places of life,
work, a hangar with vessels, overflow room for the reception of
the intentions of votes, a temple, rooms for piloting simulations,
operation rooms and a few sectors reserved for humans who will
settle over there by nationality to be less disoriented.
- Their Planet Mounia:
While wanting to join my friend Vaissia, the first being that I
met of this ra-e, I dropped down on his planet. Conical buildings,
with pieces at their tops, round, rectangular or square living
spaces. The air is dark, cerulean blue, and the plants have white
leaves. It is very beautiful over there. Really!
What surprised me, was the presence in a building of a human
couple who are there to see whether colonization is possible. I
arrived behind them, in a pad room which I had seen while
arriving, they were clad in close-fitting silver garments, seem
to be about thirty, and to form a couple. They looked out the
window and I could see the city that I had flown over while
arriving. Here are the words of Vaossia on this subject:
"They are in 4th density, like you. You believe yourselves in
3rd but you are already into 4th. If we want to meet, we lower
our vibratory rate. To go out, they have oxygen masks and shoes
which ballast their feet. They study the planet and are studied.
You seek to know if you can create a colony here." Every 3 months
there is a rotation, and they are studied, examined on their
return. But they feel isolated here... With your declared
capacities, you would take many years to come, but with a vessel,
3 days... The longest part, is to go to the assembly point."
- the choice of life of our friends, and their designs: The place
of each one, is according to its temperament: (teachers, generals,
s-iritual guide...)
They do not have a re-igion as we know it, but it's best that I
read you the description that they gave me:
"We do not seek to dominate one another, we do not seek to
dominate anyone. It is not our way of Life. We have the direction
of higher consciousness. We try to bring ourselves closer, by our
acts, even if it is a long-term job!!!
In fact they are beings with psy-hic aptitudes superior to ours,]
just like the capacity which they have to love. They are successful
beings.
Here is how they explained it:
"We are same stock on the DNA level, although our bodies are more
ethereal than yours, a question of density... Our DNA has 38
strands, whereas you have only 2 of them, or even 6 when you are in
the process of, in a state of awakening."
(12 physical bodies, the remainder etheric bodies that prove that
we have doors in the subtle worlds)
I believe that beyond all the anecdotes that I could give you on
their life, since I frequented them for many months, the best
manner so that you really define them, so that you realize of their
capacity of Love and their profound desire to help us, is to recount
the most intense, most bowled over experience which I lived on a
journey of consciousness, and it is thanks to them that I could make
this encounter.
- My experience at the temple of the mouniens. Our friends have a
temple where they go to meditate. Their sp-ritual guide is a very
impressive being, so much does he give off wisdom and spi-ituality.
Regularly, I go to the temple, and when he is there, he invites me
to come to join him in the central alley. He makes passes around
my head with his hands, and my sp-rit rises towards space-times
where a being does not need to be embodied to assert its reality,
where all the consciousnesses are Love.
These are moments when I LIVE THE UNITY. But you know, it is
very frustrating because there is no word to restore the power of
these emotions and this comprehension.
ENGAGEMENT:
This day there, I feel a very sharp call at the level of my
frontal vision. I put myself in meditation and my spi-it is
immediately called o our friends. Over there, one asks me to return
to the temple. The temple is not yet filled. There are various
r-ces, of which some I do nothing but perceive. I see in the upper
right Lizzia and some members of her community.
A luminous being, of a gigantic power of love arrives by the
ceiling and dominates the temple by its presence. I do not
distinguish absolutely his features, he is an enormous sphere of
wh-te energy. The vibration becomes particularly extreme, I feel
that I attend a rare event, with a solemn ceremony. I sit down on
the left but very quickly the spir-tual guide calls me so that
I go in the central alley as it will be the case for each one
among us.
I go near him, and after some passes around my head so that I
remember which point we all are ONE, he makes me understand that
we all are there in an engagement with respect to one another, and
with respect to our humanity. In times to come where each one will
have to choose his destiny, we are bound by the assistance which we
want to bring to this terrestrial humanity. It is an engagement, it
is a mission of Love of liberation.
I feel an infinite gratitude for the engagement of all these
Nonterrestrial beings who are represented there. I regain then, my
place on the left side, and I see the being who oversees this
assembly float in my direction. Its form of energy is so large, so
powerful OF LOVE, that I feel a wave of concern. I understand that
he moves towards me, and I am afraid of imploding under such a
power of Love. I am afraid, I do not feel worthy of what will
arrive, I am so imperfect, and once again, I am afraid that he will
crush me his Love is such a powerful force. There he is, he has me
penetrate into his aura. I start to distinguish his features. I
melt in tears. He is so powerful, he is so large, he is so strong
and I am so imperfect... The more he makes me penetrate to the
center of his form, the more my emotions are transformed into an
immense gratitude, a Joy without name. He is CH-IST, I am rocked by
the body CHR-ST, of a power of INFINITE LOVE, and I SENSE THAT I
HAVE FINALLY RETURNED HOME. When I have gone down again to where
I live, deeply modified forever, I transmitted to Jean the request
of the guide to go in his turn to this ceremony.
All the choices of our friends, are guided by the LOVE AT THE
RIGHT HAND OF CHRI-T AND BY DECISIONS OF OUR FRATERNITY. ALL
DESCRIPTIONS WHICH I WILL GIVE YOU NOW APPEAR ANECDOTAL TO ME, SO
MUCH THE ESSENCE IS ELSEWHERE.
Life with the solarians: Extremely spiritual beings, in unity
consciousness, who have the responsibility of guiding humans who
wake up. Certain Masters there have a direct involvement in the
choices best adapted to our awakening. Jean and my council is in
regular psy-hic contact with the councils of Shamballa.
They have the appearance of bl-cks, living in a splendid
environment, restful...
My experience visiting a solarian work of art: When they came the
first time to the house, I asked them whether art existed with
them. They had then invited me to come to see... The artist had
designed a scene where all the details were beautiful, poetic,
amusing, reassuring. I could go into the "tableau" to go and come
from inside, nothing was placed randomly. It represented a virgin
forest, with a gradation of colors, splendid, restful, with the
not unhealthy odors of moisture, the noise of nature, but a
magnificent nature. The artist imagines not only the image but
also the odor, the sounds, and the music so that the environment
is total and gives one a change of surroundings. Art is complete
and it becomes very frustrating thereafter to return to brushes,
so emotionally limited we are by this flat medium. Life on
Vulcan: (Mars for us). Angular beings measuring between 2 and
three meters. The facial features are on a smooth face, but it
is mobile and expressive. A couple receives me when I go on their
premises. Always together in a great peace.
OUTSIDE:
They initially took delivery of me on the surface, in their
living space. That resembled a village, full of small places,
surrounded by low dwellings. The houses are out of matter making me
think of crystal. The sun gleams on the surface of their iridescent
houses, but I did not see the interior.
John F. Winston
This part after a while discusses life on Mars and Venus. We
now, start off with some more information about the planet Mournia.
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Tents protect the lanes, and curtains of fine misty water clouds
make traffic very pleasant. Everywhere, there are places to sit
down and discuss, under these canopies of fabric. One of the things
which surprised me is the sense of the colors and the beauty. The
ground of the streets was covered with what made me think of warm
colored carpets, bordeaux, yellow, ochre, duck blue... The sense of
temperature is very variable, and is considered a function of the
space time in which one is. One day when I stupidly thought in the
presence of the Solarians that it would be hard to live in their
world (really very idiotic on reflection) they gathered and laughed
while saying to me, that for many species, our Earth is regarded as
icy! For example at the solarians my perception is that of a spring
environment, whereas at the Vulcans, I felt a heat wave, and I
aspired to sit on their benches, which we did. However, in our
temporal density, it is quite cold on
Mars!
LIBRARY
I very much envy their manner of cultivating themselves. It is
lively and global. The only building which dominates this village,
is the library. Several floors, crystalline matter, and inside,
also transparent levels. It was curious, I was on the first floor,
I saw below me beings which held in their hands large colored
crystal tubes that they took from shelves, or a series of the same
tubes of color were laid out. These tubes were about 7 centimeters
in diameter for a score of centimeters in length; I was invited
to take one of them in my hand.
When they are touched, they pass information by vibrations in the
hands, they resound, "sing" and emit colors. Images are formed in
the sp-rit, instant knowledge. The tube that they put in my hand
made me travel to a place on Earth which I did not know, and by
relaxing it, my head filled with images and emotions of Africa as
if I had returned from a stay over there.
Each color corresponds to an activity: blue for tourism (they
know surrounding planets well) pink for civilization, yellow for
agriculture, I did not retain the significance of the other
colors...
AGRICULTURE
Agriculture... They explained to me then showed that they grew
primarily cereals (wheat in particular), vegetables, they are
vegetarians. Wheat is the base of their food. They have immense
fields. Water is pumped from underground. The wheat stem measures
more than two metres and each grain is the size of a plum!
To go to cultural spots, they take enormous vehicles like sailing
tanks which use the wind to run. I saw one of them which could
accomodate several people, and close to the village I saw another
for a single person! It is a civilization of exchange of capacity,
barter to some extent, not of money, this concept is old fashioned
for them. However, they are not compared to Venus, (at the time, I
had not been invited to Venus, and I did not know a lot about this
civilization). They specify that they are not in alliance with
respect to the earth like it is, but they are informed in spite of
that of very many of our intrigues. They told me that the Earth does
not have the same future as they do, because we have a greater
freedom of conscience. They also show me many vessels surrounding the
earth far out in space, and which await the awakening of our
consciousness to reveal themselves. And this couple shows me the
progression of the vessels with each visit, as my Venusian Hostess
will do later.
GOV-RNMENT:
Their gove-nment is articulated around sages, the decisions are
taken for the group, there is no individuality as we conceive it (no
ego) only the sense of the individual in the community and for the
community. But after the library which left me greedy to learn and a
little envious faced with such simplicity, they amazed me by showing
me their place for....
HOLIDAY:
It is underground...
I felt a descent, and I was shocked to be faced with what awakened
for me memories of small Mediterranean ports.
Facing me, a stretch of water which made me think of a sea, with
boats, and especially a seacoast, with small houses like those on
the surface.
They love to come and relax there, but they do not remain a long
time, because they have a vital need for the sun's rays, it is
essential for their balance, therefore they book frequent return
tickets there. On return to the surface, they invited me on their
premises.
INFORMATION:
If the interior is comfortable, it really did not leave me
memories because all that I saw there was occulted by what could be
compared with a television. A screen on the wall, but a televison
which shows what occurs on other worlds. It is fascinating at what
point all is known by all. There is an interactivity, a curiosity
for the external world which I adored.
I had the occasion a few months later, by making the acquaintance
of Anna on Venus, to see in her interior the same screen which
opens on the worlds.
Life on Venus:
Anna received me the first time in her garden when I landed on her
world without wholly knowing where I was. My first vision was that
of a soft countryside, and on turning of a low and very open house.
From afar, I see a human silhouette approaching, and a beautiful
smiling and cordial woman nicely invites me to her home. It was Anna.
Anna is dressed in w-ite, when I meet her she is wearing jewels
which resemble stone belt buckles, different gems with each one of
my visits. Anna has a very attentive companion, a very merry child
who is seldom at the house, a house open on external nature.
One day when I was tired, Anna suggested a pale pink drink to me
which was in a bottle on the coffee table. I did not know that I
could drink, but if she suggested it to me, it was possible for
me. I took the glass that she gave me, and I drank. Its voice
resounded in my sp-rit that this water held roses. It is more than
rose oil, it is the spi-it of rose. And it is sensational! This
rose water makes the subtle body sparkle and makes it infinitely
merry, light. It is amusing because the essence of my being was
merry and semi- sparkling, whereas my physique did not feel
anything, as if it did not know about what occurs up there, as if
put to the side. While I sparkled on the sofa in the living room,
I saw by the window a suspension vehicle, without wheels, which made
me think of a boat on an air cushion rather than a vessel. This
vehicle deposited her son at the house.
On the other side of the room, is also a screen similar to that
which I saw among my Vulcan hosts. Regularly, Anna showed me the
positioning of their vessels around our earth. Increasingly many
have arrived, and await a signal to appear in our space time, and
thus to be visible to our eyes.
The world in the basement of our earth:
I do not know if you have read the book "TELOS" by Aurilie
Louise Jones. At the end of the first volume, Mykos invites those
who can come to visit him I wanted to do it!
I landed opposite a charming man of Mediterranean type, bronzed,
who was close to a river. He had a really delighted air in that an
inhabitant of the surface had come to give him a short visit! When
one reads the book, one is curious about the world they live in, but
when one is on the spot it is astounding! It is true that it has a
central sun, and the most difficult concept to accept, is the
horizon which goes up, which curves. It took several visits for it
to become my normality also.
Opposite the river, it had trees like I never saw. Enormous,
gigantic, splendid. He showed me his library one day when I went to
say hello. It is a beautiful building of Greek style if my memories
are good, with many works. But I must acknowledge that after having
seen the library on Vulcan, I was not as sensitive as I would have
been, faced with so many works.
Then he led me to see the children of Tilos. And there they are
marvellous. They have an oppenness of spir-t, a vivacity, a note of
love, an incredible tolerance. Like the children of the Mouniens,
and like all the children of the nonterrestrial ra-es which were
presented to me, these children very early learn how to take
themselves on a journey of consciousness, and to meet other
cultures. As Vaossia had said to me, that teaches them TOLERANCE. By
looking at and by feeling the true Joy of these children, I said to
myself that the time when ours will live this open-mindedly, will
be a time of Rebirth. I do not go down any more because Mykos has
not been there since the summer of 2003.
He does not resound any more in the subtle world, but he resounds
in our heavy surface density.
Well before reading the Telos book and taking a stroll in the
world of the center of our Earth, I had met other inhabitants who
live under the surface.
My first visit was to an immense cathedral. I landed there in a
box at the top of the cathedral, and I see below hundreds of men
and women clad in whi-e, who emit a buzzing vibration. This
vibration is in direct relation with Shamballa.
These People are of Asian aspect, without a prominent nose. They
pray to maintain, and reharmonize the vibratory fields of our Earth.
There is no source of light, but the light is everywhere. When I
spoke about it to my Jean he answered that it was explained
perfectly with the 3d theory of time. "time passing more slowly in
these temporal high densities (more time and less space), one sees
the energy which emerges from atomic excitations (emissions of
photons) much better than in our world where it appears as only one
overly rapid part." After ten visits in which I did not dare to
engage in conversation because I was afraid to disturb, one day I
came face to face with someone that I felt was like a spi-itual
head. I had no choice but to speak. As the first sentence of
exchange with him I received: -"Ah, finally! you dare to spend
some time!" Then, he trotted me around his world.
Part 2.
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
Here are some words from a book that was sent to me by a friend.
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Chapter 1.
In the spring of 1992--it was around Easter a I recall-- an
extraordinary phenomenon occurred in my life. Go- began
talking with you. Through me.
Let me explain.
I was very unhappy during that period, personally, profes-
sionally, and emotionally, and my life was feeling like a failure
on all levels. As I'd been in the habit for years of writing my
thoughts down in letters (which I usually never delivered), I
picked up trusty yellow legal pad and began pouring out my
feelings.
This time, rather than another letter to another person I
imagined to be victimizing me, I thought I'd go straight to the
source; straight to the greatest victimizer of them all. I
decided to write a letter to -od.
It was spiteful, passionate letter, full of confusions, con-
tortions, and condemnations. And a pile of angry questions.
Why wasn't my life working? What would it take to get it
to work? Why could I not find happiness in relationships? Was
the experience of adequate money going to elude me forever?
Finally--and most emphatically--What had I done to deserve
a life of such continuing struggle?
To my surprise, as I scribbled out the last of my bitter,
unanswerable questions and prepared to toss my pen aside, my
hand remained poised over the paper, as if held there by some
invisible force. Abruptly, the pen began moving on its own. I
had no idea what I was about to write, but an idea seemed to
be coming, so I decided to flow with it Out came...
Do you really want an answer to all these questions,
or are you just venting?
I blinked--and then my mind came up with a reply, I wrote
that down too.
Both. I'm venting sure, but if these questions have answers,
I'd sure a he-l like to hear them!
You are "sure a hel-"..about a lot of things. But
wouldn't it be nice to "sure as He-ven"?
And I wrote:
What is that supposed to mean?
Before I knew it, I had begun a conversion..and I was
not writing so much as taking dictation.
That dictation went on for three years, and at the time, I had
no idea where it was going. The answers to the questions I was
putting on paper never came to me until the question was
completely written and I'd put my own thoughts away. Often
the answers came faster than I could write, and found myself
scribbling to keep up. When I became confused, or lost the
feeling that the words were coming from somewhere else, I put
the pen down and walked away from the dialogue until I again
felt inspired--sorry, that's the only word which truly fits--to
return to the yellow legal pad and start transcribing again.
John F. Winston
This is the last part of this material. It talks about a
type of space people with lot of arms. I don't know whether it is
true or not so far, so I'll have to put it on the shelf till we
get more information about them.
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We took a long corridor (giving the impression of a way that does
not finish!) but I did not see an escalator nor something similar.
The places of life are zomes piled up one upon another. Street of
zomes. (Zome: a geometrical building of faceted form, which pile up
like crystals. Zome for a single person, zomes which communicate for
families (like a duplex with us!).
In the interior of the dwelling like the outside, the light is
soft and homogeneous. Furniture is wh-te, comfortable, purified
lines. There are living spaces and places for community meetings.
Banquet and conference room, with a fountain of purple fire which
comforts the subtle bodies when one approaches.
These People were in contact with the Cathars and visited at the
time of the solstice ceremony for example.
Shamballa:
This name was never stated, it is the resonance which I felt. I
arrived at the edge of a singing cascade. On a higher level, a
charming Greek temple has the place of honor, from where a vibration
of pr-yers emanated. It is while following the vibrations of pra-er
in the cathedral of the world below that I landed there. I did not
approach the first time fear of disturbing. The second time, I went
to the side of the temple and I listened to this vibration. A
luminous being, loving, trustful, left the temple and invited me to
follow it and to join them in the pr-yer.
While taking part in what resembles a buzz, a humming, I
visualized our earth, viewed from space, surrounded by an energy
grid which is supported by this pray-r.
I regularly go to see this guide, this council. He is named Andri.
He is Jean's and my guide. He showed me marvellous places like a
beach where each sand grain is like a brilliant diamond. Nature is
more alive and vibrating that all that one can know here below. In
the library, the works are read without being opened, the essence
of the contents is felt as a whole. In a rock, one finds a blue
sphere, which I penetrated with 3 recoveries at his request. The
impression of giddiness seizes me, the scenes are held around me,
and I am a character of the scene. I live it, and I do not have any
action (akashic memory of the past and to a lesser extent of the
future).
First scene: The cruelty of a battle between Gauls and Romans
installed in a wooden fort. Cries, certain horsemen, others on
foot, violent combat, heavy glaives (JW The person probably means
knives.) of rusted metal rise with difficulty to fall down on
"the enemy". The voice of Andre resounds: "You see, the human did
not evolve, he is still barbaric".
Second scene: A gigantic wave of several hundreds of meters,
which one sees several kilometers away, and people thrown into a
panic who run away, while howling. Me I am in the body of
somebody who resigns himself, who does not run, and I see people
trampling themselves, jostling me, to try to escape this cliff of
water. After these two violent visions, traumatic even, I did not
want to go any more into this sphere. Andri had to insist: - "No,
you will see, it is a beautiful vision which you will live..."
thus...
Several months later, the 3rd scene:
Small corner of greenery, a charming clearing. The Atmosphere is
relaxed, of the columns of humans waiting calmly to be embarked,
happy to be in an enormous lenticular vessel.
Once again, the voice of Andre resounds: "The Appointments will be
telepathic. Your humanity came in a vessel, (this sentence is
accompanied by a feeling of a fall into materiality), it ascends in
a vessel. The loop will be buckled!." There will be several waves
of loading."
JOHN:
In 1991, I met a marvellous being that conveys so much Love, Joy,
Humanity. A friend was driving the car, it was a pretty summer
morning, and my sp-rit found its way to a small charming hill, where
a dozen men and women clad in w-ite, were standing in a circle,
hands joined one to another. I did not see the hands, so much did
their energy create a unit, the same body. Those with backs turned
to me turned their heads towards me, and all smiled at me, seemed
to receive me with joy. John was apart from the circle, and smiled
at me. Such an amount of kindness in his glance, I feel the
impression of capsizing. He says to me that he would like very much
that we work together. I do not understand well who he is, but I
feel his high spir-tuality. I re-examined it 13 years later, at the
moment that my Jean came into my life. A powerful call at the level
of my frontal vision is felt. I go up and I have the great joy of
finding him. For him also, it is obviously a joy. We speak, we
embrace. He asks me to call my Jean to come to meet him. I descend
from my meditation and my Jean goes up. That lasts a long time, and
when he descends again in his turn, he asks me whether I recognized
him. No in fact, not! - "It is John, the apostle John, the
companion of Je--s..."
Finally, all takes its place, all becomes clear. We meet him
sometimes, in Shamballa, although he is extremely busy. It is
always like honey to be close to him, so Human, radiant, and loving.
John currently deals with the inc-rnation of his close relations in
our humanity to help us in the future by knowledge which they have
and their high spiri-uality.
He meets in spi-it the families which will receive consciously
and voluntarily these high entities which come to inc-rnate. He
belongs to the council of sages.
The members of the council meet seated cross-legged on the grass.
They invite us regularly Jean and me to return to the center of the
circle to give us councils concerning what we must do about the
world referendum.
Men and women, clad in wh-te, are smiling and benevolent. When a
situation turns out difficult for us, they lay all their hands on
our shoulders, and we feel waves of love and strength which
reinflate us with energy. Jean had the privilege to sit down in the
circle, and not in the middle of the circle. There he understood
that these beings are so advanced, that they do not need to endorse
roles any more, they can be each personality. Each one perhaps the
other, because we are one.
They live it.
My strolls with Andri.
Andre invited me on several occasions to visit space. It is
extraordinary. It is a place of an intense life. It is anything but
vacuum!
In space, and the state of consciousness that I found myself in,
all lives.
I became aware that "our father which art in he-ven", is the
HEA-ENS, IS A CONSCIOUSNESS OF INFINITE LOVE, IT IS THE INFINITE, IT
IS ALL, AND WE ARE HIM. I remember that I felt so good, that I did
not want to go down again any more. I shouted one "I adore" which
made the Andre's laughter resound in my head!
The stars are luminous, one feels that they communicate, that all
communicates, in fact, an intense Joy lives in ALL.
Visit hidden face of the moon:
I saw surface buildings felt some with human presences, and I
entered an underground base, on several levels with many
nonterrestrial ra-es present. I was received by a being which knew
our culture and our political and social state very well.
Visit under the sphinx: by the right leg, there is staircase by
which I entered. Museum rooms of Atlantean knowledge are at the
bottom. Piled up discs, forming two pillars, of the large
apparatuses in the center of the room which I do not know. There is
also a large platform of which I was unaware of the use... There was
induced in me the image of two bodies which could simultaneously lie
out on this table, which was luminous. The light went from head to
foot, and reharmonized the energetic and physical bodies.
There is a room with a statue representing the wor-hip of a solar
being.
Its head is surrounded by a very beautiful aura of gold. I hear:
Time of Atlantis, statue of an Atlantean Master (to be understood in
the sense of a sp-ritual guide).
I also saw the vestiges of a city several meters even tens of
meters under the sphinx. It is very difficult in this state of
consciousness to arrive at distances because it all goes very
quickly. We took a tunnel which goes from the Sphinx to the great
pyramid. Andre led me into the central room, in alignment with the
top, a room dedicated also to reharmonization, and even, at the time
when it was in alignment with Sirius, with the resuscitation of a
body recently deceased.
The great pyramids served at the time of their construction as a
service Sirius, with the resuscitation of a body recently deceased.
-------------top. These pyramids, aligned towards Sirius, were at
the same time condensing and distributing a ray resembling
lightning in the direction of the apparatuses.
The point distributes energy, I visualize very large vessels
which are posted on the top to recharge `"the batteries", I
visualize a fine beam resembling lightning...
I WOULD LIKE TO FINISH WITH THIS LAST VISIT, BECAUSE IT IS FOR
ME THE SYMBOL OF OUR FUTURE:
Visit to an embassy:
Andre invited me to visit, during a trip in space, an embassy
which is on a vessel of several kilometers in length, with tens of
floors and windows on space. The vessel was located at the time
around Saturn. On penetrating this place, I never saw windows with
such a gigantic opening! There forms of life insensitive to us
coexist in good harmony.
There are beings so advanced that they are not visible but
perceptible.
A space nobody crossed, because they are present, and attentive
there.
Other forms of consciousness are in kinds of aquaria, because
they move in gas states which are reproduced for them. I came
across a being with such a large body with neither arms nor legs,
a little like a worm with a cover of soft fur. It seemed to me
that I was the size of an ant to a human adult to give you the
proportions. Other beings with many arms, rather legs.... a being
which resembled an octopus a little in an aquarium of liquid.
I had a great moment of sadness over there. We were not
represented, us humans. How to find a representative when we are not
able to hear each other? All these forms of life which could make
you smile are all wiser than us. We have, we humans, such arrogance,
such a feeling of strength, and such a contempt for the animal
kingdom for example that it is difficult for us to imagine for even
an instant that a form of life full of legs is wiser, more on the
path of consciousness than us, and yet...
That makes you think, no?
At this time there...
The voice of Andre made me leave this sadness by saying to me
that we (humans) were awaited impatiently and we would be represented
soon! OUR FUTURE ON ITS WAY IS PROFOUNDLY DIFFERENT FROM ANY THAT WE
KNOW TODAY.
We will have access to the other inhabited worlds. A world of
exchange and galactic fraternity opens to us.
WE WILL LIVE IN A GREATER FRATERNITY WITH THE OTHERS, ALL THE
OTHERS.
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Part 3 of 3.
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
This part answers the question "How Does He Talk To Us".
This is Neale Walsch talking from his book called, Conversations
with Go- *an uncommon dialogue*
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These conversations are still going on as I write this. And
much of it is found on the pages which follow...pages which
contain an astounding dialogue which at first I disbelieve, then
assumed to be of personal value, but which I now understand
was meant for more than just me. It was meant for you and
everyone else who has come to this material. For my questions
are your questions.
I want you to get into the dialogue as soon as you can,
because what's really important here is not my story, but yours.
It is your life story which brought you here. It is your personal
experience to which this material has relevance. Otherwise you
would no be here, with it, right now.
So let's enter the dialogue with a question I had been asking
for a very long time; How Does G-d talk and to whom? When
I asked this question, here's the answer I received.
I talk to everyone. All the time. The question is not
to whom do talk, but who listens?
Intrigued, I asked -od to expand on this subject. Here's
what he said:
First, let's exchange the talk with the word
communicate. It is much better word, a much fuller,
more accurate one. When we try to speak to each
other---Me to you, you to Me, we are immediately
constricted by the unbelievable limitation of words. For
this reason, I do not communicate by words alone. In
fact rarely do I do so. My most common form of
communication is through feeling.
Feeling is the language of the s-ul.
If you want to know what's true for you about
something, look to how you're feeling about it.
Feelings are sometime difficult to discover--and
often even more difficult to acknowledge, yet hidden
in your deepest feelings is your highest truth.
The trick is to get to those feelings. I will show you
how. Again. If you wish.
I told G-d that I did wish, but that right now I wished even
more for a complete and full answer to first question. Here's
what Go- said:
I also communicate with thought. Thought and
feelings are not the same, although they can occur at
the same time. In communicating with thought, I often
use images and pictures. For this reason, thoughts are
more effective than mere words as tools of communi-
cation.
In addition to feelings and thoughts, I also use the
vehicle of experience as a grand communicator.
And finally, when feeling and thoughts and expe-
riece all fail, I use words. Words are really the least
effective communicator. They are most open to misin-
terpretation, most often misunderstood.
And why is that? It is of what words are.
Words are merely utterances: noises that stand for
feelings, thoughts, and experience. They are symbols
Signs. Insignias. They are not Truth. They are not the
real thing.
Words may help you understand something. Exper-
rience allows you to know. Yet there are some things
you cannot experience. So I have given you other tools
of knowing. And these are called feelings. And to,
thoughts.
John F. Winston
It appears that the good type space people are tired of fooling
around with us and are going to straighten things out.
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From: L
Subject: VITAL MESSAGE from The GALACTIC CONFEDERATION
"This letter was given to me in complete trust by a member of The
Galactic Confederation of Light on this day of May, 2nd. 2004. It
has not been edited or rewritten. It is in the exact form and wording
as I have received it to pass on. I have known this being long enough
and well enough to know that it is authentic. This being is under the
protection and constant monitoring of the Confederation as am I and
the identity of said being will remain undisclosed. This being cannot
be located by address, telephone or any other source than my own and
will remain so until further notice. This letter goes out to the
Uni-ed Nations and all leaders of the Earth. This will include all
Native Nations as well. Regards; Darrel Whitewolf Smith, Wolf Clan
Cherokee"
A Vital Message for Gaia ( Earth ) and her Humanity.
From; The Galactic Confederation of Light. The Council of Twelve.
Qu-en Angela of the Orion Star System Ki-g Ahn of the Sirius Star
System.
Subject; The Closing of the Cycle has Arrived and so have We.
This letter is an Official Global Directive authorized and issued
from the Galactic Confederation of Light.
The universal law of non interference has been officially
overridden. A small group of so-ls, uniquely different, have
collectively chosen to inc-rnate at this time. These beings carry
the experience and wisdom necessary to invoke such a powerful law,
such a powerful responsibility.
We of the Galactic Confederation of Light do not take such a
decision lightly, especially when it involves what is known as the
Grand Plan of Creation.
That is the growth and development of a universal planetary body
who is carrying in her womb the growth and development of a
universal incarnational body providing the environment and experience
necessary for a universal gateway back to the source. This will
allow any being from any species and on any frequency spectrum to
inc-rnate onto Gaia and learn what it truly means to be in the image
of G-d. Loving, caring, compassionate, understanding, tolerant and
so on it goes, all of these qualities that make up and constitute
a human being. A physical a-gel. A harmonious blend between the
physical and spi-itual. This decision has been unanimously made by
the overwhelming majority of life that is a representation of all
species in every spectrum on all levels of existence and includes
Lucifer or the Council of Seven, the Great D-rk Brotherhood, which
ever label you prefer, for they are all one and the same. It is
imperative you understand that the beings you know as Lucifer, Arch
Ang-l Sataniel, Je--s, Arch Ange- Michael and the Ch-ist are now
completely and unequivocally unified on this divine project, the
Grand Plan of Creation. You need to come to terms with the fact
that the Prodigal Son, Arch A-gel Sataniel has returned and is now
at peace with the Devine Creator. Balance is the key.
This group of beings that the Sp-ritual Hierarchy has chosen for
direct intervention are also known as the Avatars or your go-s of
your ancient world.
They are leaders among their peoples or Qu-ens and Ki-gs to use
an Earth analogy and are a collective representation of the
primary and principal Star Systems, who have been involved in the
Grand Plan of Creation, the star seeding of this beloved planet
from its very inception. Each one of the principal species of
human on Gaia is a reflection of these Star Systems.
As above, so below. For example; The A-yan r-ce is a reflection
of Orion so therefore the three serpent Q-eens of Orion are in truth
the heads of state for the Ary-n r-ce. The primary objective of
this group is to bring about balance and to guide Gaia's humanity
through this vital, vital stage in the evolutionary process. The
metamorphosis that you and your beloved planet are currently going
through has already been experienced by these beings on an
individual basis.
These beings are not perfect and the agreement for them to
inc-rnate at this critical stage has been granted under their
request so that they may lead by example and take responsibility
to right their wrongs of their past.
These people are not to be wor-hipped. We repeat, are not to be
wors-ipped. Just respected and understood. These souls carry
understandings, experiences, knowledge, wisdom and love beyond
your ability to comprehend at this time. They do have access to
levels of consciousness way beyond the vast majority but access to
those higher levels will not occur until they individually become
accountable. Some have awoken and are aware of their origins, their
past and their future responsibilities while others are still
coming to terms with themselves and their awakening process. All
are being monitored very, very closely both in your reality and
interdimentionally through this difficult yet exhilarating
transformation.
The -ods of your ancient world have returned. These beings of
both Serpent Tribes and Bird Tribes are completely and unequivocally
united. They are showing you and the Sp-ritual Hierarchy that
they are accountable by taking responsibility for their actions in
their past, present and future and together with the Galactic
Confederation of Light of which these beings are sitting councilors
are asking each and every one of you to do the same.
The time has come for all of you to take responsibility for
yourselves both individually and collectively. The time has come
for you as a planetary and galactic society to mature and understand
that you cannot trash your beloved planet for the sake of greed,
power, control and material conveniences and then expect to travel
to another world and do the same. This will not be permitted.
Your controllers now know this. You have but one home, one planet
and you are about to be introduced to your cosmic neighbors. Do
not think that you have some g-d given right to consume everything
in your path. You have a name for this on your planet, this way of
life that is motivated by fear and imposes starvation, slavery and
misery on the majority while a select few get all the comforts. It
is a way of life that is out of balance and is leading your planet
into self destruction. We know the outcome for we have seen this
many times before on other worlds. You have this attitude because
you have been coerced by your controllers into believing that all of
those billions upon billions of star systems like yours that make up
just one little galaxy and then the billions upon billions of
galaxies which make up just your local universe and only one
frequency spectrum was made just for you on one little planet. Now
consider the twelve main octaves and an almost infinite amount of
overtones within each. All of creation made for you and on one
little planet.
The Galactic Confederation of Light on behalf of creation urgently
suggests that you get over your superiority complex and come to
terms with reality.
We do not mean to sound condescending. We are not here to tell
you what you would like to hear but that which you desperately need
to hear. If you want peace and prosperity in your world, then the
comprehension of the truth is imperative. Stop living someone
else's version of reality. The truth shall set you and your beloved
planet free.
Que-n Angela of the Orion Star System and Kin- Ahn of the Sirius
Star System, through this letter, this Global Directive, are serving
notice to your controlling parties. Their plans to set up and run
this beloved planet like a corporate structure, continuing to poi-on
and slowly destroy her with archaic industrialized technologies,
continuing to impose these carefully crafted cycles of w-r and
misery upon her peoples and continuing to enslave her humanity will
no longer be permitted. It is officially over. Our Earth
affiliates are now to implement all our restructuring programs.
The Galactic Confederation of Light is similar to what you call on
Gaia, the Un-ted Nations, except on a galactic and cosmic level.
Our headquarters are on Vega, in the star system Lyra and is
comprised of roughly 209,000 star systems or star nations, councils,
federations, empires and so on.
The Galactic Confederation is looked upon as the governing body
of the galaxy and with the utmost respect because it is not so much
as a pol-tical entity but locks in with the Sp-ritual Hierarchy of
Creation and that is why it is called The Galactic Confederation of
Light. We do not live life in a divided manner with dogmatic
re-igious structures like those that have been imposed upon you in
recent times. The global web of manipulation that has cunningly
been imposed upon all aspects of your life is extremely
disappointing and saddens us deeply.
Your planet is about to go through an incredible change. This
change is part of the Grand Plan of Creation and everyone and
everything on, in and around the planet including your space station
Lunar, which you know as the Moon is being affected. Yes, your
Moon is an artificial satellite and that's why its orbital path is
circular and not elliptical. It spins around your planet just like
all those other satellites you have purposefully placed in orbit
yourselves.
There is no stopping this transformation and there is no escaping
it for it comes from within every atom. Its source is from the
very life force that animates everyone and everything into existence.
Most importantly, it is nothing to be afraid of. To fear this
transformation, is to fear life itself and fear is born out of
uncertainty, not knowing the truth and not understanding the
structure and purpose of life itself. That is why your controllers
tell you ignorance is bliss so then, they can go about controlling
you with fear. Just observe your global events of recent times and
the words they continually thrust at you through the media. Not
even your controllers and all their sec-et technology can stop this
process. We know this because we are the ones who introduced this
technology to your planet and we can disable it anytime we deem it
necessary.
John F. Winston
Here is a newsletter that was sent of me. It contains an article
that I wrote in the pass and tells about a book written by the
survivor of the Roswell UFO crash.
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Subject: Earth Star Publications, home of The Star Beacon
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The Story of a Roswell Crash Survivor
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How To Contact The Space People
by John Winston
I have been asked by a person on the Internet to explain how to
contact the space people. The first method is how you can contact
the Light Beings.
To do this, it is best to get in a place like your backyard or an
open meadow in the forest area. It's best to pick a night when
the moon is not showing very big in the night sky. This will make
it easier to see the different lights in the dark sky.
You next need to tune your mind up to the highest frequency that
you can broadcast. To do this, you should think of some thoughts
that you figure are very high in frequency, such as the Lord's
Prayer. When you get this said, either out loud or just in your mind,
say the following statement: "Space people, if you are there, please
streak through the air at the end of me counting from 10 down to 1.
Then I would like you to streak through the air." (JW I wrote this
article and it appears in full in their July Newsletter, The Star
Beacon, for 2004.)
NEW RELEASE!! Stranded On Earth
In June Earth Star Publications released the long-awaited book,
Stranded On Earth: The Story of a Roswell Crash Survivor, by
Commander Sanni Emyetti Ceto. This story had to be told. Its
publisher received the urgent message to drop her own projects to
bring forth this important true story from one who experienced
first hand the famous Roswell Incident of July 1947.
Now in its SECOND PRINTING, you will want to have in your
possession a copy of this book -- destined to be a best seller in
the world of ufology. Order your copy now for $--.-- (plus $-
shipping). For more information, contact eart...@tripod.net.
(JW I sent off for this book today, Friday July 9, 2004.)
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(JW Here is a little more about the survivor of the Roswell Crash.
Subject: Stranded On Earth by Sanni Ceto
STRANDED ON EARTH
The Story of a Roswell
Crash Survivor
by Commander Sanni Emyetti Ceto
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Released from Earth Star Publications June 2004
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"They didn't know what to do for me, or what to give me to relieve
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I survived approximately one month in your Earth time..."
As the reincarnated survivor of the space ship that crashed near
Roswell, New Mexico in July 1947, Sanni's life has been filled with
challenges and abuse.
But she is here now to declare that E.T.s are among us, whether
we accept that fact or deny it.
This is her story as could only be told by the one who was there.
You can order the book from Earth Star Publications for $--.--
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John F. Winston
As most of you know Telos is a city inside of Mt. Shasta. It has
about 1.5 million people in it. Adama is a person who lives in
Telos and he is over 600 years old but looks like he is about 17
years old. Here is some channeled material about that subject so
be careful.
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From: P
Subject: News Marriages in Telos- Adama through Aurelia Louise
Jones 01-25-02
(JW I once had the pleasure of visiting with Louise in her home
while she was living in the small community of Lake Shastina. We
were talking about certain things of interest when her cat came
into our presence to visit us. I then was led to give Louise a
little advice. I said, "It is my humble opinion that you should
write one or more books about cats because a lot of people are
interested in them." She then informed me that she at that time
was writing a book about cats. I don't know if she ever completed
the book.
Louise has seen many space crafts from inside Mt. Shasta when they
made themselves know to her and welcomed her to the area that is
near Mt. Shasta itself. She now lives in a different
area.
Now on with the story.)
Many of you are wondering about how we view our romantic
relationships, and if we have marriages and families like yours in
Telos.
Since we live very long lives and our potential to have large
families is great, careful planning for the benefit of all is of
utmost importance. Unlike surface folks, no one is allowed to start
a family in Telos until they have gained the maturity and the
readiness to initiate such an important step. We do not allow
children birthing children, so to speak, like you do on the
surface.
We have two different types of marriages in our society. The first
one is a " bonded" type of marriage where two people who are
attracted to each other romantically decide to unite in a bonded
marriage union that is not considered necessarily permanent. They get
married and live together to learn from and with each other, to grow
in maturity together, to experience life, and to enjoy each other to
the fullest. And this, they do only as long as they are both deeply
happy and satisfied with the relationship. There is no obligation
for them to stay together, and these unions are not necessarily a
lifetime commitment.
Couples engaged in a bonded marriage are not allowed to have
children. The raising of children is not the primary goal of these
marriages. These marriages may last anywhere from a few short years
to several hundred years or longer.
Birth control is not an issue for us. The birth of a child is
considered a very precious and grand event for the incoming so-l,
and a child or a baby is conceived by "invitation" only. We have
no such thing as an unwanted pregnancy in our society. A woman in
Telos would get pregnant only by intention to do so, and only
after serious and well-planned preparations.
In a "bonded" marriage, couples may end their relationship at any
time they wish, without hurt and obligations toward each other, and
start another relationship if they wish. This way, no one stays in
a relationship for the wrong reason like you do on the surface.
Every couple in Telos is very happy because there is no reason to
stay together unless there is a deep love and satisfaction to be
with each other. It would be unthinkable for any of us to consider
staying in a relationship unless there is total harmony and
fulfillment. These marriages are considered part of the many
experiences that life and evolution offer. When a couple feel they
have come to the completion of their time together, they thank
each other for the time they have spent together on the path of
life, and they move on; always remaining very good friends with
each other thereafter. All they need to do is to apply to the
Lemurian Council of Telos for dissolution of their marriage, and
it is always granted without any dilemma.
Our second type of marriage is a "committed marriage". It is only
in this type of marriage that couples are permitted to have
children, and apply to bring a new s-ul into the community. After a
couple has been involved in a "bonded" marriage for several decades
or a few hundred years, they may decide that they have experienced
each other long enough, they know with absolute certainty that
their love for each other is so flawless and long-lasting, that they
now wish to make a lifetime commitment to each other.
Since we have become immortals, a lifetime commitment for us would
normally mean a very long time in our society, extending into
thousands of years. In a committed marriage, there is no more
dissolution of the marriage that you would term a di-orce. It is no
longer an option. For this reason, a couple already in a bonded
marriage for a long time has to be very sure of their decision
toward each other before they would choose to engage in what is
considered a permanent relationship. They stay together until such
a time that one of them or both are ready to move on to a higher
realm of evolution or service. In this case, one or both would
leave Telos to go to the planet or level of their choice. This
would happen only after a very long time of their life together,
and after their original family has matured to a few generations.
In this type of marriage, one, two or sometimes three children may
be born. The question period for the mother-to-be is 12 weeks
only. The couple has already lived together a very long time in a
bonded marriage. They have done and accomplished whatever they
wanted to do and experience together as a couple.
They are now ready for the next step, having gained enough
maturity and know-how to hold such a privilege and honor of starting
a family if they wish.
In our society, we have no orphans, nor children who are abandoned
or raised with the difficulties a single parent has to face on the
surface. Our family life is so carefully and wisely planned, that
our children never have to suffer such traumas as being unwanted,
neglected or abused. Each child is considered a precious gift from
G-d, loved and honored not only by the parents, but also by the
whole of our community. Our civilization is fully aware of the
sacredness of the role of bringing forth children, and this
undertaking is never taken lightly and without appropriate training.
Only to our more mature and more evolved people is the privilege of
bringing forth children granted, giving birth to noble and more
advanced sou-s; thus perpetuating an enlightened civilization.
Always with my love and light
K
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
July 11, 2004.
This is the last part of this material. I hope you will help me
in sending positive thoughts out that these things will happen and
no one will get hurt.
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The Galactic Confederation of Light is here with an enormous fleet
of ships known as the First Contact Fleet which surrounds this
entire solar system and especially Gaia and her lunar space station.
The reason you cannot see us is a simple matter of frequency and
when the time is deemed appropriate, we will reveal ourselves. We
are here to work with you and to guide you through the use of our
technologies in changing, cleaning and restructuring this beloved
planet back to the pristine condition she once was. We also have
already in place our infrastructure and experienced personnel
including medical teams and so on waiting for the go ahead. We
know exactly what to do and how to go about it in a peaceful,
organized and respectful manner for we have restructured planets
and even entire star systems many times before throughout the
universe and in many other realities. What needs to be done here
on Gaia is very achievable and the bulk of the transformation will
take roughly 19 months.
The cycle closes on the spring equinox ( Northern Hemisphere ) in
2013, therefore we need to begin as soon as possible. You need to
come to terms with the fact that your beloved planet is a living,
breathing feeling, thinking being, just like you. If you don't take
responsibility for your home and begin preparing her for the
frequency shift, then she will have to cleanse herself and that will
be very destructive indeed. Your scientists already know that she
has begun to change.
Please, everyone wake up and realize that you and your authorities
desperately need to understand the processes of life that are both
currently here and rapidly approaching. You all need to responsibly
work with us for what awaits you on this Garden of Eden after the
frequency shift is what's known as the Golden Age.
There are many, many peoples of every culture, rel-gious and
sp-ritual groups, se-ret societies, scientific research
organizations, s-cret gov-rnments, mili-aries, air and naval forces,
sec-rity forces, secu-ity agencies and the list goes on that are
already aware and know a great deal about this transformation. Most
of them know who we are, where we come from and what we are here to
do. These facts only remain a mystery to most of the general public
and their immediate gov-rning bodies who continue to be purposefully
misguided and ill-informed.
Yes we are here and yes, this is a reality! The chan-els of
communication to Gaia ( Earth ) are now officially declared open.
In the Golden Light of Truth and Balance that is Unconditional
Love, we thank you for listening.
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=48347
John F. Winston
In the past I have reported on being given some reproductions
of ancient airships that were in the museum where I work. I
tuned into them and gave my verbal report about them. Two weeks
ago I was led to have the the pictures and information brought
out to me and I went through them again. I gave another verbal
report and told the person in charge that I believe that a person
made the paintings and they were renditions of the ancient
aircraftes that were seen world wide about the 1860s. This person
was a member of a group called the Sonora Aero Club and was
financed by a group that had unlimited funds.
I also stated that this craft was housed at an airport just
South of the Columbia, Calif. airport back then. The airport
that was used by the ancient aircraft is no longer in existence,
as far as I know. The person in charge of the museum said,
"That is the conclusion we came to also.
I had them make a copy of the material and they gave it to
me. It would be very hard for me to put this information on
the internet so hoped that something would happen so that the
information would be sent to me in simple text form so I could
put it on the internet.
During the next few days I found on the Internet three web
sites that contain most of that information and I have
stated them on the end of this part of the material. You
might like to look up this material because it does show the
paintings of the ancient crafts.
Here is the information I found in the web sites.
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Subject: Dimension 1890s Airship Puzzle's Missing Piece
In 1899, Charles Dellschau, a grouchy retired butcher, began
to paint amazing airships. His intricate collages show shiplike
decks supported by striped balloon pontoons; they show
bright-colored helicopters and evil-looking striped dirigibles
outfitted for w-r; they show crews of dapper little gentlemen
accompanied by the occasional cat. Many pages are bedecked with
little newspaper clippings about aviation, and text in his weird
Germanic lettering celebrates the pure, unexcelled marvelousness
of the flying machines.
Nearly a century later, folk-art collectors hold the works in
high esteem.
A page from Dellschau's notebooks can fetch as much as
$15,000, a hefty price even in a booming market. A New York
Times reviewer said that Dellschau possesses "a charming style
that presages Monty Python"; the Village Voice called the works
"sweetly bizarre."
It's hard to say what the old man would have made of such
praise; he doesn't seem to have thought of himself as an artist.
It's not clear even whether he intended the notebooks for
anyone's eyes but his own. The drawings are crudely sewn
together with shoelaces and thread, and newsprint is glued on
the edge of each leaf as a spine. Watercolor airships occupy
both sides of the pages.
Taken at face value, Dellschau's collages document the feats
of the Sonora Aero Club, (JW Sonora, Calif. is the town where
I now live. I live close to Sonora.) a se-retive group
dedicated to the creation of "aeros," or flying machines. In
code, and bad spelling in both English and German, Dellschau
recounted how, in his youth 50 years before, he and fellow
club members gleefully ruled the skies of Gold Rush California,
piloting fantastical airships of their own invention.
Perhaps the notebooks' tales were merely fictions,
Dellschau's efforts to entertain himself. Perhaps the old man
had grown a tad deranged. Or perhaps Dellschau was actually
recounting the exploits of his youth, embellishing here and
there, but remaining somewhat faithful to the facts. Oddly,
that last supposition -- the strangest possibility of all --
seems the most likely. One line of thought even ties the
Sonora club to a rash of UFOsightings.
But untangling Dellschau's tale is a complicated matter,
one that involves penetrating many levels of s-crecy,
including that of the very people trying to solve his riddles.
The puzzle of Dellschau's aeros intrigues both art historians
and UFO enthusiasts. Not surprising, most of the hard facts
come from the art world.
Two years ago, William Steen, a mild-mannered frame
designer at the Menil Collection, pieced together documents
indicating the sketchy official outlines of Dellschau's life.
Steen modestly claims to be no scholar, but his four-sheet
chronology of Dellschau's life provides the most reliable
biography available.
Steen found the immigration record that shows Dellschau's
1853 arrival in the United States. The young immigrant told
officials that he was 25 years old; had been born in
Brandenburg, Prussia; traveled here from Hamburg and listed
his occupation as a farmer.
Steen uncovered Dellschau's letter of citizenship, which
traces his whereabouts to Harris County in 1856 and Fort
Bend County in 1860. Between those years, the historical
documents are silent about Dellschau's whereabouts.
And it's precisely during that gap that Dellschau claims
the Sonora club's exploits took place. So far, Steen has not
been able to locate documents showing that Dellschau even
lived in California in the 1850s. Nor do there seem to be
credible reports of unidentified flying objects in the area.
Dellschau rendered some comments in code. Apparently,
whatever it was that he had to say was too private for his
own notebooks.
But where the historical records are silent, the artist's
notebooks make noisy, extravagant claims. Dellschau
represents himself as the club's draftsman and scribe, rather
than as one of its inventors or fliers; he never draws
himself aboard an aero. He illustrates a remarkable number
of designs -- maybe as many as 100 -- for airships with
names such as Aero Mio, Aero Trump, Aero Schnabel and Aero
Mary. (There's even an Aero Jourdan.) All were powered by
a secret formula that Dellschau called both "supe" and
"suppe"; it could both negate gravity and drive the ships'
wheels, side paddles and compressor motors.
One drawing tells the story of Adolf Goetz's Aero
Goeit, recklessly commandeered by an unskilled pilot; the
airship got tangled in a Sequoia tree, and the interloper
died of a broken neck. Another cautionary tale involves
Jacob Mischer, a pilot who went down in flames in the
Aero Gander; Dellschau hints that he was sabotaged by
other club members, who suspected him of using the aircraft
to make money by hauling cargo.
But most of the airships' flights were safe -- and great
fun.
Dellschau depicts his aviators enjoying hot breakfasts,
and delights in enumerating the ships' clever gadgets. He
often bedecked his watercolor paintings with little press
clippings -- from Scientific American, the Houston Chronicle
and an unidentified German-language newspaper -- that
recount air disasters; Dellschau called them "press blooms."
Against paintings of the Sonora club's successes, the
clippings seem intended as an ironic counterpoint.
Dellschau never seems to explain why the club worked
so hard to protect its se-recy, but he shows the members
going to great lengths to do so. By day, the Aero Goeit
was disguised as a gypsy wagon, so it could travel open
roads undetected. Dellschau writes that a club member was
banned from developing a machine because he'd talked to
outsiders. And of course, even years after the club
disbanded, many of Dellschau's own comments are rendered
in code.
Apparently, whatever it was that he had to say was too
private even for his own notebooks.
Often the drawings show the heroic Peter Mennis, pilot
of the Aero Goose and creator of the near-magical suppe.
According to Dellschau's notebooks, Mennis died in the
1860s, and without his secret formula, the club could
fly no longer and was forced to disband. In picture
after picture, Dellschau laments ennis's demise. "Peter
Mennis you are not forgotten," he writes in one; in
another, "no more suppe."
Could such wonders have happened? It's a difficult
question. If the club were as secretive as Dellschau
indicates, the California desert offered privacy. Sonora
was a Gold Rush boomtown, six miles south of Columbia,
now the site of the Columbia Airport. The airport's land
is isolated and flat -- ideal for testing aircraft
-- and is surrounded by mostly hilly terrain.
Dellschau's drawings show equipment that would have
been revolutionary for the 1850s: gliding keels,
revolving generators powered by a chemical reaction,
bendable rubber joints, revolving shear blades, even a
retractable landing gear. It was heady stuff, highly
advanced given the state of technology (the Wright
Brothers didn't make their famous flight until 1903).
But half a century later, when the old man actually
made the drawings, many of those technologies had grown
closer to reality.
The historical record of Dellschau picks up again in
1861. A certificate from that year shows that Dellschau
married Antonia Hilt, a widow with a four-year-old
daughter, Elizabeth. It's not clear where Dellschau
met and married her or where the family first lived
together.
In 1865, they were living in Richmond, Texas, a
haven for newly arrived Germans and Czechs. That year,
Dellschau signed an amnesty oath, swearing that as
a former member of the Confederacy, he wouldn't
oppose the U.S. laws that freed slaves. (W.M.
Von-Maszewski, the Texas historian who translated
Dellschau's journals, thinks he may have worked under
the Confederates as a civilian.) According to that
oath, Dellschau was a butcher. His height was five
feet three inches; his hair, auburn; eyes, hazel;
and complexion, fair. The one verifiable photo of
Dellschau bears out that description and shows him
to be a bit gruff and Teutonic, with a large,
round forehead beneath a line of receding hair and
with bushy eyebrows and a moustache that covers
his mouth.
Dellschau's wife, Antonia, bore him three children.
In 1877, tragedy struck: Antonia died, and their
six-year-old son, Edward, died two weeks later.
Census records show that Dellschau remained in
Richmond for a while afterward with his daughter
Bertha.
In 1889, the phone directory lists both Dellschau
and Bertha in Houston, living with Dellschau's
stepdaughter, Elizabeth, and her husband, Anton
Stelzig, a harness- and saddle-maker and the founder
of the Western clothing store that still exists in
Houston.
(JW These are the web sites that discuss the
ancient airships.)
http://www.100megsfree4.com/farshores/airships.htm
http://www.rawvision.com/back/dellschau/dellsc.html
http://www.uh.edu/engines/epi1308.htm
John F. Winston
Here's a bit of personal information. I work on tuesdays at the
Tuolumne County Museum from about 10:00am to 12:00am. It's in an old
jail, in Sonora, Calif. and if I come in a little late I take off
early to make up for it.
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Sometime before 1892, Dellschau's daughter Bertha was diagnosed
with tuberculosis and was institutionalized. By 1898, the sanatorium
wrote Dellschau that she wouldn't live much longer.
For a few years after moving to Houston, Dellschau worked as a
salesman and clerk for Stelzig's saddlery and harness business on
Main Street, between Congress and Franklin. But the aging butcher
-- in his late 50s when he moved to Houston -- never mastered work
in a service industry. "They sent him home," says Leo Stelzig Jr.,
Anton's grandson. "He was kind of abrupt and wasn't smooth with the
customers."
It was then that Dellschau began to fill his days by filling his
notebooks.
He wrote a two-part, 200-page journal and produced roughly 5,000
ink-and-watercolor drawings before his death in 1923. By Steen's
calculation, that works out to the furious rate of a drawing every
day or two. "He had something to say," Steen concludes. "The most
important thing in his life was his work."
Leo Stelzig Jr. was two years old when Dellschau died and, as a
boy, used to rummage through the attic looking for old letters whose
stamps could grace his collection. In the process, he came across
Dellschau's belongings and marveled at the bizarre aeros.
Dellschau's notebooks languished in the attic until sometime in
the 1960s.
According to Steen's search of public records, the fire department
found the house a fire hazard and ordered that it be cleared of
debris. A nurse who'd been hired to care for Anton Stelzig's two
aging sisters attacked the job zealously and in the process
consigned many of the Stelzigs' valuables to a trash heap on the
curb. Among the losses were old World War I uniforms, some very old
records and -- worst of all -- Dellschau's notebooks. Now 74, Leo
Stelzig shakes his head sadly as he recounts the nurse's words: "I
took care of that mess and cleaned it all up."
At the Washington Street dump, an unidentified trash man sold the
notebooks to junk man Fred Washington for $100. Washington took
them to his O.K. Trading Center on Washington Avenue, where they lay
stacked on the floor, covered with a tarp because the building's
roof leaked.
In 1969, Mary Jane Victor was an art history student at the
University of St. Thomas -- and a regular patron of the O.K. Trading
Center. She remembers being amazed to come across the scrapbooks.
At the university art department, Victor was working for art
patron Dominique de Menil, a Schlumberger heiress famous for her
eye for surrealists and the primitive art that inspired them. Victor
promptly told de Menil about her find and put her in touch with the
junk dealer. Soon after, the heiress Washington paid $1,500 for
four of the earliest notebooks.
"Dellschau for her was an eccentric," recalls Steen. "She had a
wonderful affinity for eccentrics." Half joking, she told Steen she
was especially drawn to the coded phrase "DM=XX" scrawled across the
top of many drawings. She thought DM stood for "Dominique de Menil."
And the rest somehow equaled her own death.
Soon after de Menil acquired the notebooks, she exhibited some of
their leaves in "Flight," a University of St. Thomas show on the
subject. And it was there that Pete Navarro, one of the most dogged
investigators of Dellschau's mysteries, first encountered the aeros.
Navarro, a Houston commercial artist, was intrigued by UFOs,
especially by a mysterious rash of airship sightings near the turn
of the century, not long before Dellschau began his drawings.
Navarro read about the St. Thomas exhibition one morning at the
breakfast table. And when he saw Dellschau's drawings, he felt
there had to be a connection to the sightings.
Ufologists believe that between November 1896 and April 1897,
thousands of Americans in 18 states between California and Indiana
saw a curious dirigible-like flying machine floating eastward. No
physical evidence of a ship or a designer has ever surfaced, but
newspapers such as the New York Times, Dallas Morning News, San
Antonio Daily Express and Chicago Tribune devoted space to the
sightings. In this century, authors Daniel Cohen and William
Chariton have published books on the subject.
The mysterious craft was first spotted on November 17, 1896, by
R.L. Lowery, near a brewery in Sacramento, California. According to
various newspaper reports, the craft seemed to travel eastward. In
spring, it was spotted in Texas.
At 1:16 a.m. on April 17, 1897, the Reverend J.W. Smith saw what
he thought was a shooting star in the night sky of Childress,
Texas, then decided it was really a flying machine. Eventually he
recognized it as the much-discussed cigar-shaped airship.
Four days after Smith's UFO sighting, the Houston Daily Post
gave a lengthy account of his and other spottings of the same
airship, a 30-foot-long skiff-shaped contraption outfitted with
revolving wheels and sails.
Jim Nelson, a farmer from Atlanta, Texas, recalled glimmers of
red, green and blue lights and "a glaring gleam of white light"
that shone directly in front of the airship. In Belton, a crowd
witnessed the same vehicle the next night. They claimed its pilots
spoke loudly as they flew overhead, but the ship's velocity was so
great, their words were lost in the wind.
According to other newspaper accounts, witnesses managed to talk
with the pilots. Sometimes townspeople even came upon the crew
members, who were apparently making repairs to their marvelous
machine and were willing to chat.
In 1972, three years after de Menil bought her four notebooks,
Pete Navarro learned that more Dellschau notebooks were collecting
dust at Washington's junk shop. Nobody wanted them, so Navarro gave
the dealer $65 for one book. Hooked by what he saw, he returned
and offered $500 more for the remaining seven.
Navarro tried to sell four of the notebooks to de Menil; she
chose not to buy them -- perhaps because she liked the work in her
own notebooks better. De Menil owned some of Dellschau's earliest
notebooks and believed that they included his best work. As the
artist aged, his works grew looser, more expressionistic; de Menil
seems to have preferred his earlier precision.
But for Navarro, the notebooks weren't about artistic quality;
they were pieces of a historical puzzle. He visited Helen and Tommy
Britton, cousins of Leo Jr. Helen promised she'd try to find more
books and pictures of Dellschau that were hidden around the family's
old house, but she died before she could locate anything. Navarro
also talked to Tommy Britton, who was a preteen when Dellschau died.
Now in his 80s, he may be the last living relative who remembers
Dellschau. (Britton couldn't be reached for this story.)
After culling a vast number of such press clippings, Navarro
created an elaborate map of every Texas sighting and wrote several
papers. Some are on file at the Houston Public Library's Texas
archive; others are available on the Internet at www.keelynet.com.
In "The Mysterious Mr. Wilson and the Books of Dellschau,"
co-written with UFO enthusiast Jimmy Ward, Navarro posits a
connection between Dellschau's clandestine society and a mysterious
pilot named Hiram Wilson mentioned in an article by the San Antonio
Daily Express on April 26, 1897, about a local airship sighting. The
article identifies the airship's occupants as Wilson, from Goshen,
New York; his father, Willard H. Wilson, assistant master mechanic
of the New York Central Railroad; and their co-pilot C.J. Walsh,
an electrical engineer from San Francisco.
In that story, Hiram Wilson divulged to witnesses that his airship
design came from an uncle. Navarro believes that the uncle could
have been another Wilson -- the Sonora club member Tosh Wilson
mentioned in one of Dellschau's watercolors. According to Navarro,
Dellschau's coded messages say that Tosh searched seven years to
rediscover suppe, the lost fuel, and finally succeeded.
Navarro has found no trace of a Hiram Wilson residing in Goshen.
But he does offer evidence of his presence at 1897 airship sightings
in Greenville, Texas (on April 16); near Lake Charles, Louisiana
(on April 19); near Beaumont, --------valde, Texas (April 20);
Lacoste, Texas (April 24); and Eagle Pass, Texas (April 24).
On April 28, the Galveston Daily News ran the headline "Airship
Inventor Wilson." The article reported the inventor's encounter with
one Captain Akers, a customs agent from Eagle Pass. Akers told the
newspaper that Wilson "was a finely educated man about 24 years of
age and seemed to have money with which to prosecute his
investigations."
Based on such reports, Navarro proposes several scenarios. Perhaps
the ship spotted near San Antonio had been flown by both Hiram and
Willard Wilson. Or perhaps each pilot was steering his own airship
across Texas. (This would explain why witnesses living a distance
from one another offered simultaneous sightings of a man who
identified himself as Wilson.) Navarro also speculates that one of
these Wilsons was the same Tosh Wilson who had once belonged to the
Sonora Aero Club. In that scenario, Tosh would have been reliving
the glory days Dellschau could only illustrate in his notebooks.
To confirm the aero club's activities, Navarro has traveled to
Sonora, talked to historians, searched the newspapers and even
visited all the cemeteries. He found nothing. At times, he says, he
couldn't help thinking that Dellschau made everything up.
Eventually, whether the Sonora club was a dream or real stopped
mattering to Navarro. One day, he remembers being absorbed by a
passage inscribed in one of the drawings: "Wonder Weaver, you will
unriddle my writings." Navarro grew convinced that he and his
brother, Rudy, "were weaving wonders." He says of Dellschau, "Maybe
we had similar minds."
To crack Dellschau's 40-symbol code, Navarro enlisted the help of
his brother, Rudy, and a couple who spoke German. He says the
effort took only one month, but he won't release the key or a
literal translation.
Navarro will talk only about the same phrase that enchanted de
Menil: "DM=XX." To Navarro, it stands for "NYMZA," an acronym for
a s-cret society that controlled the Sonora club's doings. Based
on Navarro's papers, some ufologists have speculated that NYMZA
was controlled by -- what else? -- aliens; Navarro doesn't buy
that theory.
John F. Winston
One of the reasons why I may be so interested in these ships is
that while I was travelling in my car between Lompoc, Calif and
Buellton, Calif., about 1962, I saw something that looked like one
of these type crafts. I was on the southern road of the two roads
that go between Lompoc and Buellton and was looking across an area
that has stands of eucalyptus trees planted in rows in the fields.
The object I saw was about 60 feet long with lights flashing and
all sorts of protuberances sticking out from it's sides. It was
making a lot of noise and it was about 100 yards from me going
about 30 miles an hour. It was going away from me at an altitude
of about 300 feet. It looked exactly like those flying machines
that were in the science fiction movies taken from the writings
of Jules Verne. I was just getting started in my interest of
flying saucers and never gave it much thought. Now on to the
last part of our subject at hand.
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Navarro explains that he's saving his best stuff for his
collaborator, Dennis Crenshaw, who's writing a book called The
Se-rets of Dellschau. But Steen, at the Menil, isn't convinced that
Navarro really deciphered the symbols. Steen once asked Navarro to
translate the code; Navarro would tell him the meaning of only a
couple of sentences.
Navarro is clearly torn between showing off and keeping se-rets.
He's compiled a voluminous scrapbook titled "Dellschau's Aeros." He
proudly showed it to me. It's full of wild code translations and
weird exegeses on the aeros and oddments that Dellschau just
stuffed, unbound, in the notebooks: cartoons, a photocopy of
Dellschau's marriage certificate, letters, maps, clippings and more
clippings about all manner of harebrained inventions. There's
even a picture of Otto, Bavaria's Mad Monarch.
But Navarro won't take his hands off the scrapbook. It, too,
contains secr-ts, truths and tidbits linking Dellschau's club with
the airship mystery. And for the moment, Navarro wants to keep the
se-rets for himself.
Slowly, though, other of Dellschau's sec-ets are revealing
themselves. In early December, I asked Charles Stelzig -- Leo's son
-- if his father had any of Dellschau's stuff. Charles turned up a
boxful. He and I were the first to go through them since Leo Jr.'s
stamp-collecting days. We found souvenir pictures of famous Germans;
one shows Wilhelm, Kaiser of Deutschland.
And we found letters. Some, postmarked "Germany," are from a
woman named Mary Sprengel. Another one is from Bertha Dellschau,
written from the sanatorium. It begins, "Dear Papa."
The box also held two antique photo albums crumbling at the touch.
Many of the photos show the logos of Berlin photographers. Are they
from long-lost relatives writing to Charles, long after Prussia
became part of united Germany?
Another picture shows Mary Dellschau, the artist's daughter. And
there are photos of young men, any one of whom could be Dellschau
himself.
We found more. A yellowed legal certificate in German script bears
the signatures of Friederike Wilhelmine and Heinrich Adolphe
Dellschau, Charles's parents. In the middle of the page, they've
written "Carl August Albert." Dated June 5, 1830, the document
appears to be the artist's birth certificate.
Other discoveries offered keys to Dellschau's work. Two receipts,
dated 1888 and 1889, showed Dellschau's payments to the New
Orleans German Gazette.
Until now, no one has known which German-language newspaper he
used in his collages; surely this is it.
Last, more clippings surfaced. All are about inventions and cut
in perfect squares like Dellschau's "press blooms." The most
revealing boasts of "The S-cret of the Keel-y Motor." The article
describes a force oddly reminiscent of suppe, Dellschau's miracle
airship fuel. The Menil Collection still holds the four notebooks de
Menil bought and, in fact, showed them this fall, part of a show of
the de Menils' collection of folk art. Most of the time, though, the
books sit locked in a humidity-controlled room upstairs,
individually tucked in flat boxes.
Museum authorities plan someday to hire a scholarly biographer to
study Dellschau. In the meantime, William Steen continues to
unearth new pieces of information. He's now examining clues about
the lives of Dellschau's daughters, Bertha and Mary.
And in January, Steen plans a side trip to Sonora after retrieving
some Menil-owned Picassos on loan in a San Francisco exhibit. He
hopes to get a feel for the Gold Rush era and perhaps even to
uncover traces of the club's members.
Recently he had Dellschau's journals translated from German into
English. Their 200 pages feature stories about members of the
Sonora Aero Club, with very few illustrations. In these tales,
Dellschau mentions a boarding house, complete with bar and dining
room, where he and club buddies stayed.
Something about the tales nags at Steen. "The more details I see
about Dellschau, the more convinced I am that a great deal of it
is highly possible," he says. "Even though it's fantastic, it's
more than just fairy tales."
As for Pete Navarro, after trying to unravel the artist's secr-ts
for 25 years, he still has the dreamy-eyed look of someone
possessed by a riddle. Over the years, he's sold all his Dellschau
notebooks because he needed the cash.
Four went to the San Antonio Museum Association in 1972 and are
shared between the Witte and San Antonio Museum of Art. Two years
ago, Navarro sold his remaining four to the Ricco/Maresca Art
Gallery in Manhattan.
Those notebooks hold the artist's late work, from 1919 to 1923.
Gallery director Stephen Romano says he's sold more than ten pieces;
Romano won't reveal the buyers' names but will say that a major
law firm took three and that a stockbrocker, psychiatrist and film
editor have each bought one. In just the last year, the selling
price for a single Dellschau has jumped $3,000, from $12,000 to
$15,000. Next year, the gallery plans to give the artist a one-man
show.
John F. Winston
It seems that some people on the Internet still don't know where
Mt. Shasta is. The following information will give a small
background about the place. The information about the get together
on Mt. Shasta has already happened as far as I know but I didn't
get around to posting this till now.
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Works of Light and the messengers of Light were often overlooked
or rejected on this planet of sorrows in the past. The human spirit
still lacked faith and trust. So it was in the Roaring Twenties, as
sadly, after its first publication in 1926, Churchward's book
attracted a lot of ridicule and criticism from the archaeological
scholars of his day, and very few of them took his findings and
theories seriously. It was regarded more as wild fiction than a
serious scientific study. But today fortunately, we live in a
less narrow-minded society, and many such monumental works as
Churchward's are being taken considerably more seriously, as
outmoded old dogmas are being overturned by the new findings of more
enlightened scientific researchers.
Once Churchward saw the ancient tablets, he was well and truly
hooked, and "Mu" became the driving obsession of his life thereafter.
He felt totally compelled to unearth the proof of this amazing
story! For two full years, he studied with the old priest, learning
how to decipher the bass-relief characters upon the clay tablets,
that had been written either in Burma or actually in Mu itself by
ancient Naacal priestly scholars. The tablets he studied were, in
fact, only a few fragments of what had once been a vast collection,
and these had been rescued from one of the old seven Rishi cities
which were the centers of learning in the old Rama Empire in
ancient India! After many months of intense study of the tablets
(including having to repair many that had been broken in packing
or transit) Churchward eventually began to crack the code. His
efforts were justified when he discovered that they described in
detail the creation of the Earth and of the appearance of Man - in
the land of Mu! When he realized the enormous significance of his
discovery "In the elucidation of that eternal problem" (the origin
of mankind and his ra-es) . . . Churchward set off to Burma, armed
with introductory letters from the Indian priests, in the fond
hope of finding more of the tablets. . . . legends he had
discovered about Mu from the clay tablets ... During his studies,
he learned that the "Lost Continent" had extended from north of
Hawaii southward as far as Fiji and Easter Island, "and was
undoubtedly the original (earthly) habitat of man". He learned
that "this beautiful land of smiling plenty" had produced "the
people that colonized the Earth", and that it had been
"obliterated by terrific earthquakes and submersion 12,000 years
ago, and had vanished in a vortex of fire and water!"
STARDOVES saw versions of this same story in the Philippines,
India, Tibet and Mexico, where colonists from Mu had settled: "from
India into Egypt; from Egypt to the temple of Sanai (Sinai?), where
Moses copied it; and from Moses to the faulty translations of Ezra,
800 years later. The plausibility of this will be apparent to those
who are closely allied to the Mother Mission and know the part
Aaron, brother of Moses serves in this work as detailed in Sec-et
Places of the Lion and we dearly love expanding further upon this
Great Mystery, on account of the fact when we were researching in
the Himalayas, we saw documents that said that Lemuria occupied
land from the foothills of the Himalayas to the shores of
California by Mount Shasta and parts of Oregon! We saw these
personal writings of Madame Blavatsky while in Adyar at her
retreat. We saw writings of her successor, Annie Besant, who
continued her work and wrote extensively about Lemuria and its
curious inhabitants, as did 2 other leading British theosophists,
W. Scott-Elliot who showed how Lemurian was helped by the ethereal
'Theosophic Masters' in Tibet. He also wrote a definitive book,
"The Story of Atlantis and The Lost Lemuria" which was published
in 1896, and illustrated with six world-maps which showed its
stages of development, supplied by the Tibetan Mahatma Masters and
Charles Leadbetter. Madame Blatavsky's "The S-cret Doctrine,"
published in 1888, offers other fantastic information about
Lemuria! Scott-Elliot's fantastic book reveals a special part
about Mount Shasta, which we reprint here:
On May 22nd, 1932, a reporter named Edward Lanser, of the "Los
Angeles Times", claimed to have spied upon a settlement of
Lemurians whom he discovered living on the slopes of Mount Shasta,
in northern California! His attention had first been drawn to them
whilst on board the night train from California to Oregon, when
he noticed some strange colored lights up on Mount Shasta as they
passed by it. The conductor told Lanser that it was "Just them
Lemurians holding some ceremony". This intrigued him sufficiently
to compel him to explore the mountain to find these strange beings,
whom he'd been told were the last descendants of the first
inhabitants of the earth!
In the small town of Weed, close to the mountain, (amazingly
STARDOVES live only 1/2 mile from this spot) Lanser learned that
the Lemurians held their ceremonies both in day-time and
night-time, but no one had ever been able to penetrate the colony's
sacred precincts. However, there was one local "scientist" who
had found out more about the Lemurians than anyone else, and
constantly watched them from his private mountain-top observatory
by means of a high-powered astronomical telescope. This was
Professor Edgar Larkin, a local celebrity. He said he had
observed a splendid temple in the midst of their secr-t hideout,
carved out of marble and onyx, which rivaled even the great Mayan
temples of Yucatan. The locals, although scared of trespassing on
the Lemurians' obviously sacred territory, claimed that they seemed
a friendly and peaceable community, who were simply endeavoring to
live the same lifestyle as their forebears had, before their
homeland sank under the ocean.
In his newspaper articles, Lanser reported that the local
villagers had often met these Lemurians, and had described them as
being "tall, barefoot, noble-looking men, with close-cropped hair
and dressed in spotless white robes". They were well liked in
the village as they purchased large amounts of sulphur and salt,
paying handsomely for these goods with large nuggets of gold which
they mined within Mount Shasta.
STARDOVES: Since November of last year, Magic Mount Shasta has
kept us on her Weed side ... just a few hundred yards near the
same spot on the mountain, where Lanser learned that the Lemurians
held their ceremonies ... we began to receive the Initiations of
this Energetic. We met Rosalia and Adama in this way.
The Townspeople continued: The biggest mystery concerning this
curious "Lemurian" community was how they had gone undetected for
so long. Lanser explained this in his amazing account. He stated
that they possessed the s-cret powers of the Tibetan Masters, which
allowed them to surround their hamlet with an invisible protective
boundary to keep out intruders. (Possibly some form of deflector
beam). He also stated that their knowledge of science was far
greater than that of ordinary humans, and although they (or
perhaps their ancestors?) had lived in America - which they called
"Gutama" - for several hundreds of thousands of years, they still
remembered their original homeland in the strange ceremonies which
they held on the mountain's slopes.
However, Mount Shasta had already figured large in occult debate
well prior to Lanser's entering the scene. One Frederick S. Oliver
published an occult story in 1894, entitled "A Dweller On Two
Planets", using the pen-name of "Phylos The Tibetan" in which he, as
the narrator, encounters one of the Masters ( a Chinese sage named
Quong) on the same mountain, where a community of sp-ritual sages
preserved all the ancient wisdom of their forefathers. This was
one of Moi-RA' forefathers, and if you are accepted into the new
group we will form in the evenings, we will guide you, in your
spirit-body, on a visit to the planet Venus. (Moi-Ra is from the
planet Venus.) Her mentors taught her how to recall all her
previous incarnations - which included a life within Telos. These
Venusians had long ago already developed a highly-advanced
civilization upon their planet, and they were able to teach the
Lemurians how to attain immortality.
Edgar Cayce mentioned the existence of Lemuria several times,
and what he had to say regarding Atlantis, has a particularly
strong track record of accuracy.
STARDOVES will have on hand in their motorhome, Winnebago donated
to the Aquarian Mission by reader Larry Frank a "magical stone
blessed by a gem from Venus. "Sweet Rosy! All will receive her
blessings.
STARDOVES later wrote a book, entitled simply enough "Himalayan
Star Conclaves." See:
Castle Crags has a subterranean tunnel system with passages to
and from Mount Shasta and Telos. These underground caverns, are
inhabited to this day by the people called the Telosians, and
when the time of purification comes, say the legends, they will
emerge in their glory.
Part 1 of 2.
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
This part talks about Castle Craig's State Park.
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Reference for Castle Crag's State Park:
http://gorp.away.com/gorp/resource/US_Wilderness_
Area/Ca_castl.htm
(JW I've been to Castle Crag's State Park before to try to find
the paintings or figures that are etched into the rocks in that
region. I didn't spend much time there. The State Park Rangers on
duty that day didn't know much about the paintings or figures and
was not able to point them out to me or show me how to find them.
I did not pursue my quest for them any more.)
STARDOVES SIGHTING
On June 15th, 2004, STARDOVES had a typical UFO sighting for
them.
We saw, in a direction from north to south, something big and
shiny reflecting the sun, like a huge oval moving at great speed.
Crossing our motorhome, this thing changed in its direction from
south to south west. Then we saw it land right in front of us. We
saw a quite distinct oval form with a feminine essence surface, one
side of her which was as brilliant as the noon-day sun."
According to a holy man who was traveling with STARDOVES' group
at the time, this was a good omen "An excellent sign." he said.
"We are protected.
The Holy Mother herself is looking after us!" He was referring
to the prophesied "Queen Mu of Shambala's Aquarian Era". The
"Blesser of The World", "Holy Ma", the "Sweet Blessed One of the
Kali Yuga", who is heralding in a N-w Age from which comes the
impulse for the imminent renewal of humanity and with the power to
heal all ailments and bestow immortality upon the living.
May we find an opening to the Inner earth? It was Sir Edmund
Halley, the 17th century astronomer who discovered Halley's Comet,
who first suggested a hollow earth. His idea was that it comprised
three concentric spheres, each of which supported life and that
had at their center a wh-te-hot shining core. He ascribed the
shifting of the earth's magnetic poles to their movements one
within another. This might sound rather a crackpot notion, until
one considers that other reputable scientists have deduced that
"polar wander" could be caused by slippage of the mesosphere
within the lithosphere, or the slippage of the latter over the
former, as hypothesized by eminent people like Wegener and Hapgood.
A theological dabbler in science, Thomas Burnet, in his book
"Sacred Theory of the Earth", proposed that all the waters of the
oceans came out of a hole at the North Pole, but only in accordance
with Divine Will, as and when required for Deluges and suchlike
He-ven-sent catastrophes, but not to posit a hollow sphere, with
an inner surface covered by a vast ocean. In his view, the
bib-ical Flood was caused when this ocean welled up to the outer
surface through a polar gap or portal. Castle Crags has a most
interesting portal that we will work with.
Are you aware of the amazing thinkers and authors that envisaged
a hollow earth that had fertile landmasses and a central sun,
which could be the habitation of human and animal life, writers
like Edgar Allen Poe, with his great story, "The Narrative of
Arthur Gordon Pym", and Bulwer-Lytton's "The Coming Rac-", Jules
Verne's immortal classics: "Voyage To The Center Of The Earth"
and "The Sphinx of the Ice", John Uri Lloyd's "Etidorhpa," Willis
Emerson's "The Smoky God," plus the fantastic Edgar Rice Burroughs
series of adventure tales of "Pellucidar - The Earth's Core."
Mission
Part of our Mission together will include special classes given
by STARDOVES on this fascinating topic of the hollow earth.
We let our Blessed Readers decide for themselves as to the
likelihood or otherwise of a hollow earth. However, let us keep
reasonably open minds as to the existence of underground realms
and cities such as Agharta and Shambala.
Let us not forget that there are modern "underground realms" and
"cities" today, in both the Un-ted States and Russia. Huge
hollowed-out mountains, (such as the NO-AD Defense Command
headquarters in Cheyenne Mountain, Colorado Springs) which quite
literally contain great technological cities inside them - and
provide an ideal, natural protection against nuclear attack -
especially for Top-Brass Mi-itary and Go-ernment VIPs!
Future Explorations and Discoveries
According to all the legends, myths and reports which abound
today, and are constantly being substantiated by evidences of their
actual existence, there are still a great many as-yet unexplored
mysteries hidden beneath Mount Shasta - and especially those
beneath Castle Crags, which may, hopefully - if commonsense
prevails - be unearthed and revealed within our present
generation!
We can only hope that the s-irit of adventure and the quest for
relics and evidences of such ancient fabled civilizations
continues to be fostered among modern Lightworkers and Starseeds as
well as Lighted Walk-Ins and Inter-Dimensioanl Time Travelers as it
was during the last two centuries.
We can but hope that go-ernments and business corporations
continue to work together in a spir-t of cooperation in sponsoring
such investigations, as they have in the past.
Alas, at the time we write, this spi-it is sadly lacking in some
areas. This is notably so with the Egyptian Department of
Antiquities. They are currently rejecting proper scientific
investigation of possible world-shaking se-rets hidden under the
Sphinx and inside the Great Pyramid. Whilst this obdurate refusal
is their sovereign national right, we can but hope for a speedy
resolution of this ridiculously petty, bureaucratic impasse!
World-encompassing mysteries, and other great secre-s lie
awaiting our discovery during this Castle Crag's Expedition of
Light, discoveries that are of great interest to the whole world
and will benefit all mankind! Come and help us be a part of this.
Those of you who cannot come, mark your donations to be given
to those who can come but cannot afford it. We will use these
funds toward that purpose and help award full or partial
scholarships as these funds collected.
We feel sure that there will be many fantastic finds that will
tell us a great deal more about Humanity's past than we know
even today. All that is required is the willingness and
dedication of those intrepid and daring explorers who are prepared
to commit a few days of their lives - and even to risk them if
need be - to searching out the s-crets that still lie concealed
upon - and within - the crust of our planet, especially here in
Castle Crags, seldom explored, yet our close and dear neighbor to
Mount Shasta!
Long live the spi-it of "Indiana Jones and Helen Keller" - and may
there be many great explorers and seekers after truth of such
adventurous and learned like to sign up for this Expedition of
Light With STARDOVES!
Where: Castle Crags
WHEN: July 9-15, 2004
HOW MUCH: Only $--.00 per day Administration Fee
Register Here: https://www.photon.net/secure/
stardoves/payment.php
Simply detail how many days you will be with us and multiply
that x $--. per day. Once we receive your registration, we will
send motel and camping details.
You may also see Castle Crags from a U.S. State Version and
plan your Expedition with us utilizing their information.
Waves of participants will be coming from around the world to meet
with STARDOVES at this time. You are invited to make this your time
for a CLOSE ENCOUNTER with STARDOVES at Castle Crags! reserve
anytime from July 9th to July 15th. You may come the entire time,
or 3 days, 2 days, or even just 1 day if that is all you can do.
Itinerary sent upon registration. {July 10-11 will be deep in the
woods on a hike to remote Initiation and Tablets location}. Full
Participation is urged for entire sequence of Initiations being
offered by the Ascended Masters.
We will occupy campsites right at Castle Crags State Park ...
daily hikes ... daily Initiations ... sign up today!
Hurry join the Registrants coming from around the world!
STARDOVES
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http://www.llbean.com/parksearch/parks/html/1056lls.htm
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Part 2 of 2.
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
Yesterday morning I got in the book that I had sent off for called
"Stranded On Earth, The Story of a Roswell Crash Survivor" by
Commander Sanni Emyetti Ceto."
I've already read 6 chapters of the book and I think this so
good that this person who has written the book should be sponsored
to lecture throughout this world. I hope they make a movie of this
story. I hope that all of my friends will think good thoughts
so this will happen.
So here we go with some information from the book.
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1
One Stormy Night
The night cycle was upon us. We cruised dangerously
near the military base. In the distance there was a turbulent
thunderstorm battering the atmosphere. Brilliant flashes of
electricity erupted spontaneously - here, there and all
around - unpredictable and shattering.
The mother ship is signalling," announced Naylaiu (Nay-loo).
"They are asking that we retreat."
Without emotion I stared at my screen. It was my duty to
maintain defenses. My mind interfaced with the computer at
all times during flight. To break that concentration - even for a
a moment - cold spell disaster.
"Tell them we acknowledge," I told Naylaiu.
My ship was on a purely scientific mission to study,
observe and collect living specimens. In our storage compart-
ment we had live animals, plants, rocks, soil and water to
take back with us to the Home World. We had collected mostly
single-celled animals, bacteria, mold and such, and had
advanced up to birds, small mammals and fish. On the Home
World we would bioengineer these specimens to adapt them to
our planet and our environment.
Naylaiu projected her thoughts again to me. She was
deeply concerned. "Lieutenant, these facilities have all been
catalogued. I suggest we leave the area. That storm over the
desert is extremely ominous."
It was, in fact, the worst storm we had encountered on
the Terran world. We didn't know at the time that humans
were experimenting with a new kind of radar technology. I
stood at my computer console with my arms outstretched and
my hands up against the tilted screen I did not look at
Naylaiu, but tried to reassure her. "We won't be in any danger,
Naylaiu. I just want to have a closer look:
"They won't pick us up up on their radar," Kiayha (Ki-ya)
reminded us, "but there is always danger of observation when
our ships come this close."
The other two crew members, Shienyah (Shen-ya) and
Lorkiah (Lor-ka), stood behind me as they concentrated on
their panels. They said nothing, but I detected their concern
as well. Still, I wanted to fly over the base.
(JW It had shown a drawing of the control panel of the ship
they were piloting at the time. It shows a picture of the
a left hand then a right hand. Another part of the panel showed
a picture or representation of the states of the USA including
New Mexico, Texas, and some other states. The screen to the
left of this showed a scene of mountains, the Sun and a cloud.
The left most screen showed a six sided figure with some dots
going through it. The right bottom screen showed the symbol of
a diode with a circle around it and other objects. The upper
right screen showed a sign wave on an oscilloscope. The upper
right object had a square box with three objects in it. There
was also a chair for the operator to sit in. Each of these
pictures and chapters is proceeded by a signature made in the
space language of these people. It gives you the suggestion
that a person would operate this console by placing you hands
on the places marked by the figures of a left hand and a right
hand).
The lightning storm was now in full force. The sky
danced with electrical surges and angry clouds billowed and
threatened the cowering earth below. To me it was an exciting
spectacle and we were in the midst of it. I guided our little
delta-shaped craft even nearer that which was forbidden.
"Sanni, the shadow ship is signaling again," Naylaiu
informed me "They want us to pull away..now."
The protective forcefield that surrounded our ship, as
well as the sister craft that was following us, was in my total
control. It was our life line to safety and se-urity in this major
electrical event I suppose a part of me - the thrill seeker -
was what had led me to dare coming this close.
John F. Winston
This part talks about what caused the crash.
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We were not supposed to be there. As a matter of fact, we
were violating the orders of the Council by coming to Earth in
the first place. Earth was strictly off-limits to all space craft,
but my desire to head a specimen-collecting scientific expedition
there had been just too tempting to let a little thing such as
Federation rules and regulations stop me.
My crew of four colleagues had tried to talk me out of
this, but in the end I had convinced them it was safe and we
would get away with it. After all, it wasn't my first field trip.
We had been on five flights beforehand. And the ship behind
us, sharing the forcefield, had agreed to accompany us against
their commander's better judgment, because they knew I had
succeeded at ignoring the establishment before.
Being scientist from Zeta Reticuli, we were all indelibley
curious by nature. A series of nuclear test being performed
around White Sands and in the ocean on Earth had attracted
the attention of many in space. Humans on Earth were
playing around with Atom. They were detonation bombs and
they did not realize the consequences of their actions.
These detonations were what had originally led our
people to Earth, to observe and to study. We wanted to know
why Earth people were performing nuclear tests and why they
would use this technology for w-r purposed instead of peaceful
endeavors.
As a result, we came and studied all of Earth's cultures,
all the different languages, and visited all the major cities. We
made several flyovers of this particular desert region before
the Council made the decision to quarantine the planet.
"Sanni, I think we should break away." There was
urgency in Naylaiu's telepathic words. "Please.."
Shienyah behind me shrieked. "Look at that!" she cried.
"What is it?" asked Lokian.
Startled by their interaction, I turned my head to see what
Hienyah was indicating on her panel, and just a that moment
the connection to my computer was interrupted. The force field
went down.
In that split second a bolt of lightning hit us. When the
forcefield went down. the field surrounding the entire vehicle
was left vulnerable. This caused electricity in the atmosphere
to be drawn to the hull of the ship. The sister craft behind us
went down first. A second later, the discharge of electricity
was attached to our hull, just like a moth to a flame, and then
we went down.
All I remember is loud explosion and brilliant white
light that filled our entire craft.
The next thing I remember is lying on my back on the
cold, damp ground. I was facing up toward the dark sky and
behind me was a huge boulder. I could see the stars between
some drifting clouds, and cold raindrops pleted my body. All
around me were the pitiful cries from my four crew members.
They were in pain and they continued to wail and cry for what
seemed an eternity.
The everything grew silent. The smoke smell was thick
in the night air, and I detected ozone from the burning
instruments that had been aboard my ship. The quiet was
unnerving. I tried to more, but I cold barely lift my finger or
turn my head. I couldn't move my left leg or arm on my left side,
and it hurt really bad. I knew that my head was injured from the
horrible pain. I faded in and out of consciousness.
The rain came and went. Eventually it stopped altogether.
I remember losing consciousness briefly, but feeling as though
something brought me out of it. It was sort of warmth, and
it caused me to open my eyes. I saw a star in the sky, coming
up over the horizon. and I remember thinking how odd that
there was only one star - not two -and then recalled that
this was Earth and not my home world. On my world there are
two day stars, or suns, and now was the day cycle.
I was lying there, helpless, unable to move, observing the
scenery around me - desert and rocks - and then I blacked
out again. When I came to, there was a noise and I saw a
creature a few yards from me. I could see a creature with four
legs and two heads, with two bodies joined together. It leaned
over as if to get a better look at me. The suddenly, it took off
really fast. Later I would figure out that it was a man sitting
on top of a horse. I remember he wore a black hat. And it
seemed as though he watched me for a long time before he
turned and galloped off in such haste.
John F. Winston
I was pleased to get this e-mail from Sanni the survivor of the
Roswell UFO crash.
John Winston.
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From: M
Subject: frm commnder sanni
dere jw-th booke ws veri hrd fr me tu due an ilustrationes ar min
arte-i pray th u enjoi th reste ov the werk - pease frm
commnder sanni
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
John F. Winston
I don't claim to understand who all these people are but I hope
what they say is true.
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From: J
Subject: U-238 in Iraq
Here is some info. from Jennifer Lee Report on 21st July at
http://www.treeofthegoldenlight.com
That is what Mr. X told me first thing this morning when I got to
speak with him!
He told me, "Things are FAR WORSE in Iraq than anyone is saying or
showing on your 'st-te controlled media'! The entire county of Iraq
is devastated and looks like as scene from the movie 'WIZARDS'!
Radiation poisoning from DEPLETED URANIUM 238 has gotten into
everything from the water, to the air, the gardens, to the food, to
the earth! The children are playing in radiation and picking up
the scrap casings and trying to sell whatever they can for a crust
of bread and people are ill and dying by the day----especially
'the children' who are much more vulnerable! This is
'the reality of OPERATION IRAQI FREEDOM' the U.-. has brought to
the ancient Land Of Ur!
Then Mr. X said, "You are watching A DYING REGIME! The FALL OF
THE ANCIENT DRACONIAN RE-TILIAN EMPIRE IS HERE!"
Mr. X told me this, "And, in the midst of everything 'THERE IS
ALSO GREAT LOVE' because THE FORCES OF LIGHT INTERVENE with their
SHIPS OF LIGHT where ever they can, transmuting the radiation and
the radiation sickness, healing and feeding the people! They come
by the thousands when a STAR SHIP lands because they can feel the
change in the vibratory energies and they are drawn out of the
rubble like a magnet by the frequency---even Am-rican soldiers,
Iraqi soldiers and insurgents come together to be healed! It is
an amazing site! And---NO ONE IS TALKING ABOUT THIS--but IT IS
HAPPENING!" [Mr. A is crying as he says this!]
Last evening I had 'a little magical experience' I want to share
with you!
I went to visit 'a friend' who is close to The King Of Swords.
When I arrived there I was surprised to find another '6.5 ft. 240
lb. friend' I know from going on the radio! While we were all
sitting around discussing the latest developments----my phone rang
and I was greeted by none other than 'The King Of Egypt' who said,
"Mr. A! You know----WE CAN ALWAYS FIND YOU WHERE EVER YOU ARE!"
Then he said, "HERE---LET ME SHOW YOU WHAT I AM SPEAKING ABOUT!" and
HE suddenly hangs up on the telephone!
We look at each other wondering 'WHAT'S UP' and next moment a
'DOORWAY OF LIGHT' suddenly opens up in one of the 'archways' in
this home and out of this 'doorway' steps THE KING OF EGYPT in
full 3D physical regalia wearing a really nice pin-stripped suit
that looks like he might have just bought at 'Harrods of London'!
Oh my fur and whiskers!
He bows slightly and with a BIG SMILE says--- "A' SALAAM ALAYKUM"
[Arab Greetings from my heart to yours] Mr. A. and friends! I have
come to give you a BIG HUG for your BIRTHDAY!"
He gives me a GREAT BIG HUG and I am crying and he is crying
because we are so happy to meet face to face! Then he looks at me
very impishly with a twinkle in his eyes and says, "Sh! No questions
---nothing! I must go! I am here only for a moment but I WILL BE
SEEING YOU AGAIN VERY SOON!
SOMETHING VERY WONDERFUL IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN THAT WILL SURPISE
EVERYONE! Until then---KEEP ON HOLDING THE LIGHT!"
Then The King Of Egypt turns and steps back into the DOORWAY OF
LIGHT and is gone!
Needless to say my '6.5 ft. 240lb. friend' almost had to be
picked up off the floor! He had to 'keep a very firm grip on himself
for a few minutes' because his brown eyes looked about as BIG AS
DOLLARS! We sat there stunned for a few minutes just---GIGGLING
AND FEELING THE MAGIC!
"Gosh---did we really see that?" This experience really warmed our
hearts, especially to feel the LOVE FROM THIS BEING---and because
of the events of the past few days!
I KNOW with 'ALL MY HEART'---this is IS 'A SIGN ' HOW CLOSE WE
ARE TO NE-ARA!
When I told Mr. X about the magical visit we'd had from 'The
King Of Egypt' this morning he said, "Oh yes! I have one of
those 'Personal Transporter Devices' as well! I will be SEEING
YOU TOO---VERY SOON!"
IUFO Home Page:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/IUFO/
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
Aratzio
<Sp...@PasoSchweiz.de> got double secret probation because:
>So this guy hasn't been able to learn some English in 57 years?
>No wonder they crashed :->
>HTH.
>C.
>
>P.S.: the whole story is a hoax - the Roswell saucer was a Pleiadian
>vessel, no Greys included. :->
Hi Chuckwheat,
My grandfather was the Fire Chief of Roswell from the mid-40's to
early 50's. He used to laugh every time he heard that story. His
response each time he heard that lunacy: ScheißecKopfe. Which would
have been his response to you and your screed too.
'Ratz
xox
wrote:
> My grandfather was the Fire Chief of Roswell from the mid-40's to
>early 50's. He used to laugh every time he heard that story. His
>response each time he heard that lunacy: ScheißecKopfe. Which would
>have been his response to you and your screed too.
So you your alien belief system compels you to post crap to usenet.
Dr. Flonkenstein
There are no aliens, Alexa, at least that's what's your ex is believing,
but he's lying again, isn't he?
--
mhm 27x12
smeeter #28
Usenet Valhalla Circle #19 & #21
Bartlo's hate lits #1: <40376AD8...@enter.net>
CEO Alcatroll Labs Inc.
in msg-id <f3c90d3680987a43d543a4bf3b16e419@$quare.Mile.fx.ch>
Keyser "Knight of the brown star" Soze explains his fallacy to
understand simple things:
"It must have been post a thousand fucking times already."
Dr. Flonkenstein
posted:
> In article <vme5g01f394fl7kju...@4ax.com>, xox <x...@xxx.xxx>
> Like black holes underneath Manhattan?
Like HAARP using scalar technology weapons for mind control?
>
>
> -=-=-=-=-
>
> Official AFA-B Bully, Pest, Antagonist, Gubmint Disinformation Agent, "Dr.
> Green" Sockpuppet, and Chief AFA-B Vote Rustler.
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>There are no aliens, Alexa, at least that's what's your ex is believing,
>but he's lying again, isn't he?
I have no idea what you are talking about.
xox
>Like black holes underneath Manhattan?
Perhaps turning off HAARP would resolve that problem, no?
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>Like HAARP using scalar technology weapons for mind control?
Fascinate us all with your knowledge.
Have you seen the remake of Manchurian Candidate currently in the theatres?
Dr. Flonkenstein
No, but I started writing a novel called "The Voices in my Head and the
Extraterrestrial Saucer at Groom Lake".
--
mhm 27x12
smeeter #28
Usenet Valhalla Circle #19 & #21
Bartlo's hate lits #1: <40376AD8...@enter.net>
CEO Alcatroll Labs Inc.
The Way of the Kook:
http://www.insurgent.org/~jhd/kookway.htm
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>Being tired of lurking, on Sat, 24 Jul 2004 21:30:48 +0000, xox posted:
>
>> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 22:12:18 +0200, "Dr. Flonkenstein"
>> <gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>>
>>>Like HAARP using scalar technology weapons for mind control?
>>
>> Fascinate us all with your knowledge.
>>
>>
>> Have you seen the remake of Manchurian Candidate currently in the
>> theatres?
>
>No, but I started writing a novel called "The Voices in my Head and the
>Extraterrestrial Saucer at Groom Lake".
Not interested in your novels. But it's obvious you have an interest in
alt.alien.visitors.
Dr. Flonkenstein
That does not astonish me, they contain too many words that would escape
your intellectually challenged mind.
> But it's obvious you have an interest in
> alt.alien.visitors.
Why is that obvious?
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>> But it's obvious you have an interest in
>> alt.alien.visitors.
>
>Why is that obvious?
You're posting here. So explain your presence.
xox
>HAARP has been off for over 5 years
Please provide a verifiable reference. Thanks.
xox
[...]
>net.kkkopping again
Hit a nerve here
xox
>In article <abp5g099fneu82baf...@4ax.com>, xox
>You have been delusional for a long time, Alexa, heh.
So how many internet account does a usenet troll need to be a professional
troll, and please explain why trolling is necessary when you don't have
access to who is posting to usenet, other than to troll for information?
xox
>In article <r0p5g0hta3j6jnolp...@4ax.com>, xox
>I have an eyewitness who can testify to its state. But you already
>knew this and chose to ignore it because it doesn't fit in with your
>preconceived conspiracy delusions.
It would be quite a conspiracy if HAARP where shut down.
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Fri, 23 Jul 2004 13:34:53 -0700, Aratzio <a6ah...@sneakemail.com>
AlexaPlonk(tm) stikes again!!!
xox
wrote:
No such thing.
How many internet accounts does one need to troll alt.alien.visitors?
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 21:57:48 +0200, "Dr. Flonkenstein"
We have a definite aura of truth to this poast.
xox
wrote:
>We have a definite aura of truth to this poast.
Fascinating. You see auras on Usenet.
Dr. Flonkenstein
You misspelled "another bottle of tequila".
Dr. Flonkenstein
HAARP=Holistic Anti Alien Remote Protection!!!!!!1!!!!!!
xox
>In article <kaq5g0lj9l6vv4oh7...@4ax.com>, xox
><x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
>
>> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:56:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null> wrote:
>>
>> >In article <r0p5g0hta3j6jnolp...@4ax.com>, xox
>> ><x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
>> >
>> >> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:34:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null> wrote:
>> >>
>> >> >HAARP has been off for over 5 years
>> >>
>> >> Please provide a verifiable reference. Thanks.
>> >
>> >I have an eyewitness who can testify to its state. But you already
>> >knew this and chose to ignore it because it doesn't fit in with your
>> >preconceived conspiracy delusions.
>>
>> It would be quite a conspiracy if HAARP where shut down.
>
>Run away from the truth again, Alexa.
We never run away from you. You bark too nicely. And you troll usenet so
blindly that you have no idea who you're communicating with.
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:34:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null> wrote:
>
>>HAARP has been off for over 5 years
>
>Please provide a verifiable reference. Thanks.
So much for the logarithmic irony meters.
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:35:57 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null> wrote:
Now you are back to copying others. Please do return to admitting your
ignorance, it is much more believable.
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>You misspelled "another bottle of tequila".
Heh, trolling by header content. Fascinating.
Sir Gilligan Horry
<Sp...@PasoSchweiz.de> wrote:
>On Fri, 23 Jul 2004 13:15:40 -0700, "John F. Winston"
><john...@mlode.com> wrote:
>
>>Subject: E-mail From Sanni. July 22, 2004.
>>
>> I was pleased to get this e-mail from Sanni the survivor of the
>>Roswell UFO crash.
>>John Winston.
>>
>>.....................................................................
>>.....................................................................
>>
>>
>> From: M
>> Subject: frm commnder sanni
>> dere jw-th booke ws veri hrd fr me tu due an ilustrationes ar min
>>arte-i pray th u enjoi th reste ov the werk - pease frm
>>commnder sanni
>>
>>John Winston. john...@mlode.com
>>
>>
>>
>So this guy hasn't been able to learn some English in 57 years?
>No wonder they crashed :->
>HTH.
>C.
>
>P.S.: the whole story is a hoax - the Roswell saucer was a Pleiadian
>vessel, no Greys included. :->
_______________
And the Finodanoorian species are all shouting Hip, Hip, Huzzah!
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>HAARP=Holistic Anti Alien Remote Protection!!!!!!1!!!!!!
The HL&S award is all yours.
Thanks for today's troll, it assuredly brings out the weakest trolls first.
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:49:52 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null> wrote:
Some have one NSP account, some have many NSP accounts, some have none
and use an ISP. Some use google. Some use open proxies. Some use free
services. So what is your point Alexa?
Aratzio
got double secret probation because:
>In article <r0p5g0hta3j6jnolp...@4ax.com>, xox
>I have an eyewitness who can testify to its state. But you already
>knew this and chose to ignore it because it doesn't fit in with your
>preconceived conspiracy delusions.
>
She also fails to understand my Grandfather REALLY was the Fire Chief
at Roswell.
Vg vf abg n gebyy, vg vf gur gehgu...
xox
wrote:
>And the Finodanoorian species are all shouting Hip, Hip, Huzzah!
Having troubles on Mars huh.
Pity.
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:01:08 -0700, Aratzio <a6ah...@sneakemail.com>
>wrote:
>
>>On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 19:40:31 GMT, xox <x...@xxx.xxx> got double secret
>>probation because:
>>
>>>On Fri, 23 Jul 2004 13:34:53 -0700, Aratzio <a6ah...@sneakemail.com>
>>>wrote:
>>>
>>>> My grandfather was the Fire Chief of Roswell from the mid-40's to
>>>>early 50's. He used to laugh every time he heard that story. His
>>>>response each time he heard that lunacy: ScheißecKopfe. Which would
>>>>have been his response to you and your screed too.
>>>
>>>So you your alien belief system compels you to post crap to usenet.
>>
>>AlexaPlonk(tm) stikes again!!!
>
>No such thing.
>
>How many internet accounts does one need to troll alt.alien.visitors?
7
John F. Winston
Here is the second E-mail I got from Sanni, the survivor of the
Roswell UFO crash.
.....................................................................
.....................................................................
From: M
Subject: frm commnder sanni
--------------------------------------
dere jw-yur welkom tu poste ase lng ase u undrstnd tht im a veri
sencitiv beinge an am nt hardened tu earth emotiones -i wrte booke tu
hlp me tu werk thru th guilte tht i hav livd wth al ur erth yers due
tu thate accdente in ur tim measer ov 47
-lov an pease frm commndr sanni
John Winston. john...@mlod.com
John F. Winston
This part tells what happens when the trucks show up.
.....................................................................
.....................................................................
My next recollection was that it was again the dark cycle.
I could hear noises - machines getting closer - machines
roaring and grinding their way up the hillside. Then, the next
thing I knew, somebody was picking me up and dragging me
by my arms and plopping me onto the ground. My head turned
to the side and I looked out of my eye to see that I was up
against my four dead crew members. We were all in a row.
The people who came had these crates that were long
and rectangular shaped, and they arranged them in a circle
around us I heard several people laughing and somebody
kicked me. It was a big creature. They talked in this funny
language that I didn't understand. I didn't know what they
were saying.
I must have passed out again, because the next thing I
remember was being jolted back from out of my body by some
cold stuff. I was put into this plastic wrapper and there was
cold stuff in it. They picked it up and I was thinking, What is
this? I can't see, and I've got all this cold stuff around me. Then
I was being zippered up, closed inside this bag with the cold
stuff surrounding me.
Then I felt myself moving. I was being transported down
the winding road or path the machines had come up. When I
came to gain, I was inside this building. Someone had
unzippered the bag I was in and I had a fairly good view of
inside the building.
My guide, Khinyeo, appeared then in his astral form. A
Zeta Reticulan, he stood before me and made me step outside
my body. I hovered in the air inside of this building, which was
round. There was a round roof on it, and I could see all these
people working around me, It was hot and some of them had
removed their shirts. They were busy putting things in piles.
Everything was being sorted and catalogued as to size and
shape.
"Observe, child," Khinyeo told me. "Pay attention to what
you are looking at."
"But, Khinyeo...why?"
He was firm and authoritative. "Because you will
remember all of this." Then he led me outside the building and
showed me how they were taking metal and equipment to
very large boxes and crates and loading them onto vehicles
with wheels. Then the vehicles with wheels took the crates to
the big silver birds. There were two big silver birds in the
distance, and these crates were being loaded onto them.
As I was hovering over the bag with my body packed in
the cold medium, someone came over and zipped the bag back
up. Then they place it in a crate with cedar chips or sawdust,
and they packed the other four crew members like that, too.
On the sides of the crates they had imprinted MUNITIONS or
ORDINANCE. They apparently didn't want to arouse
suspicion as to the crates' true contents. Then they placed
those on the silver bird.
I was able to observe all of this outside my body.
Then Khinyeo made me return to my body. The next
thing I remember was being on this cold table after we arrived
at our destination. I happened to move my head ever so slightly,
and then I heard a bunch of noise. The big creatures dressed
in white were shouting and yelling to one another. Soon there
were dozens of them surrounding the tale I was on. After
they removed my uniform and boots, I had tubes shoved up
me. Tubes were shoved up my mouth and up my unmention-
able places. They began putting stuff on me, trying to check
my heart, blood pressure and all that stuff.
Mostly what I remember is that the room didn't smell
good. I smell like death.
My ship was an XBAOTTIG model, a version of a swept-
back delta wing design. This vehicle comes in three different
models. There's a small design to hold a crew of two. The next
is medium sized, designed to hold a crew of four to eight. And
there is a larger version, designed to hold a crew of twelve to
forty. The swept-back delta wings were created shortly before
the horseshoe deltas were phased out, because horseshoe
ships were becoming obsolete.
A word about my crew: Nayluiu was a xeno biologist,
whose job was to collect alien plants and life forms on planets
not native to our own solar system.
Shienyah was a linguist, trained to interpret languages
into our Kehban dialect.
Lorkiah was second in-command, a junior commander
in her training to become a pilot.
Kiayha was a navigator and second-in-rank pilot.
About the ship, it was a large saucer that held
twelve scientists, one being my brother Ja-Rod. When my ship
went down, she scattered fiber optic cables and hydraulic
cords and hundreds of microchips and pieces of long metal
strips called Moinjes, which are a type of structural beam.
There were also devices there in the wreckage that were pre-
cursors to your modern picture cell phones. It took several
huge crates to contain most of the wreckage and the largest
sections that remained intact were packaged in large tarps
and flown in huge planes.
Part 3.
John Winston. john...@mlode.com
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:03:49 -0700, Aratzio <a6ah...@sneakemail.com>
No, I am blind
xox
wrote:
>Subject: Second E-mail From Sanni. July 24, 2004.
Trolldom is all YOURS!
xox
wrote:
>No, I am blind
Truth at last.
Rest in peace, brother.
Aratzio
because:
>Being tired of lurking, on Sat, 24 Jul 2004 22:58:48 +0000, xox posted:
>
>> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:56:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null> wrote:
>>
>>>In article <r0p5g0hta3j6jnolp...@4ax.com>, xox
>>><x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
>>>
>>>> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:34:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null>
>>>> wrote:
>>>>
>>>> >HAARP has been off for over 5 years
>>>>
>>>> Please provide a verifiable reference. Thanks.
>>>
>>>I have an eyewitness who can testify to its state. But you already knew
>>>this and chose to ignore it because it doesn't fit in with your
>>>preconceived conspiracy delusions.
>>
>> It would be quite a conspiracy if HAARP where shut down.
>
>HAARP=Holistic Anti Alien Remote Protection!!!!!!1!!!!!!
HAARP=Hairy Amorphous Ass Rear Projection!!!!2!2!!!!!!!!!
xox
wrote:
Eweeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
Dr. Flonkenstein
Did Jon believe this story about "giving head by the aliens"?
Dr. Flonkenstein
"Jon" is back, just don't you forget it!
Dr. Flonkenstein
posted:
HAARP=Homoerotic Android Arse Repressed Pulsation !!!!3!!!!3!!!!3!!
Dr. Flonkenstein
Bohne posted:
> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 23:51:15 GMT, xox <x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
>
>>> From: M
>>> Subject: frm commnder sanni
>>>--------------------------------------
>>> dere jw-yur welkom tu poste ase lng ase u undrstnd tht im a veri
>>>sencitiv beinge an am nt hardened tu earth emotiones -i wrte booke tu
>>>hlp me tu werk thru th guilte tht i hav livd wth al ur erth yers due tu
>>>thate accdente in ur tim measer ov 47
>>> -lov an pease frm commndr sanni
>>>
>>>John Winston. john...@mlod.com
>>
>>
>>Trolldom is all YOURS!
>
> I bet my ass it's from Aratzio ...
> C.
How many swiss goats are betting your ass, Chuckwheat?
xox
wrote:
>I bet my ass
Be careful betting one's ass, it's the only one you have and there's a few
anatomical parts there that you might be needing. Should you lose your ass,
you may become full of shit.
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>Did Jon believe this story about "giving head by the aliens"?
Are you in need of a head?
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>"Jon" is back, just don't you forget it!
Is your toilet running?
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>How many swiss goats are betting your ass, Chuckwheat?
How many holes can HAARP put in the Swiss in order to make them say cheese?
Dr. Flonkenstein
> Subject: Re: Thread 35.
> From: xox <x...@xxx.xxx>
> Newsgroups: alt.alien.visitors,alt.alien.research
> Date: Sun, 25 Jul 2004 01:34:56 GMT
>
> On Sun, 25 Jul 2004 02:52:30 +0200, Charles D. Bohne <Sp...@PasoSchweiz.de>
> wrote:
>
>>I bet my ass
>
> Be careful betting one's ass, it's the only one you have
And the "aliens" have qualified it as "massive"!
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>And the "aliens" have qualified it as "massive"!
And your qualifications to make that observation is...................??
Dr. Flonkenstein
Ask the aliens about goat humping!
xox
<gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>Being tired of lurking, on Sun, 25 Jul 2004 01:51:24 +0000, xox posted:
>
>> On Sun, 25 Jul 2004 03:26:38 +0200, "Dr. Flonkenstein"
>> <gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote:
>>
>>>How many swiss goats are betting your ass, Chuckwheat?
>> How many holes can HAARP put in the Swiss in order to make them say
>> cheese?
>
>Ask the aliens about goat humping!
How well do you yodel in Farsi?
Bookman
"C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null> wrote in message
news:240720041720495624%r...@dev.null...
> In article <m8r5g0t3igc0s48st...@4ax.com>, xox
> <x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
>
> > On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 17:07:21 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null>
wrote:
> >
> > >In article <kaq5g0lj9l6vv4oh7...@4ax.com>, xox
> > ><x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
> > >
> > >> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:56:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null>
wrote:
> > >>
> > >> >In article <r0p5g0hta3j6jnolp...@4ax.com>, xox
> > >> ><x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
> > >> >
> > >> >> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:34:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald"
<r...@dev.null>
> > >> >> wrote:
> > >> >>
> > >> >> >HAARP has been off for over 5 years
> > >> >>
> > >> >> Please provide a verifiable reference. Thanks.
> > >> >
> > >> >I have an eyewitness who can testify to its state. But you already
> > >> >knew this and chose to ignore it because it doesn't fit in with your
> > >> >preconceived conspiracy delusions.
> > >>
> > >> It would be quite a conspiracy if HAARP where shut down.
> > >
> >
> > We never run away from you. You bark too nicely. And you troll usenet
so
> > blindly that you have no idea who you're communicating with.
>
> First you claim I'm trolling, then you claim you are trolling. Please
> try to do a better job of keeping your delusions straight, Alexa.
Do I have to post LIII again?
Hi, Alexa! Don't forget to sneck the goups again!
ESL!
--
Bookman -The Official Overseer of Kooks and Trolls in AFA-B
Kazoo Konspirator #668 (The Neighbor of the Beast)
Clue-Bat Wrangler
Keeper of the Nickname Lists
Despotic Kookologist of the New World Order
"I'd love to kill you in a ring" - Bartmo gets all touchy-feely
http://www.insurgent.org/~kook-faq/afa-b/
Bookman
"Dr. Flonkenstein" <gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote in
message news:pan.2004.07.25...@hotmail.com...
> Being tired of lurking, on Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:54:47 -0700, Aratzio
> posted:
>
> > On Sun, 25 Jul 2004 01:13:43 +0200, "Dr. Flonkenstein"
> > <gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> got double secret probation
> > because:
> >
> >>Being tired of lurking, on Sat, 24 Jul 2004 22:58:48 +0000, xox posted:
> >>
> >>> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:56:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null>
> >>> wrote:
> >>>
> >>>>In article <r0p5g0hta3j6jnolp...@4ax.com>, xox
> >>>><x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
> >>>>
> >>>>> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:34:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null>
> >>>>> wrote:
> >>>>>
> >>>>> >HAARP has been off for over 5 years
> >>>>>
> >>>>> Please provide a verifiable reference. Thanks.
> >>>>
> >>>>I have an eyewitness who can testify to its state. But you already
> >>>>knew this and chose to ignore it because it doesn't fit in with your
> >>>>preconceived conspiracy delusions.
> >>>
> >>> It would be quite a conspiracy if HAARP where shut down.
> >>
> >>HAARP=Holistic Anti Alien Remote Protection!!!!!!1!!!!!!
> > HAARP=Hairy Amorphous Ass Rear Projection!!!!2!2!!!!!!!!!
> HAARP=Homoerotic Android Arse Repressed Pulsation !!!!3!!!!3!!!!3!!
xox
wrote:
>Do I have to post LIII again?
Posting screed to Usenet is a kook sign.
Instead post evidence that HAARP is off as you claim.
xox
wrote:
>
>"Dr. Flonkenstein" <gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> wrote in
>message news:pan.2004.07.25...@hotmail.com...
>> Being tired of lurking, on Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:54:47 -0700, Aratzio
>> posted:
>>
>> > On Sun, 25 Jul 2004 01:13:43 +0200, "Dr. Flonkenstein"
>> > <gregoriy_rasp...@hotmail.com> got double secret probation
>> > because:
>> >
>> >>Being tired of lurking, on Sat, 24 Jul 2004 22:58:48 +0000, xox posted:
>> >>
>> >>> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:56:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null>
>> >>> wrote:
>> >>>
>> >>>>In article <r0p5g0hta3j6jnolp...@4ax.com>, xox
>> >>>><x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
>> >>>>
>> >>>>> On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 16:34:22 -0600, "C.R. Osterwald" <r...@dev.null>
>> >>>>> wrote:
>> >>>>>
>> >>>>> >HAARP has been off for over 5 years
>> >>>>>
>> >>>>> Please provide a verifiable reference. Thanks.
>> >>>>
>> >>>>I have an eyewitness who can testify to its state. But you already
>> >>>>knew this and chose to ignore it because it doesn't fit in with your
>> >>>>preconceived conspiracy delusions.
>> >>>
>> >>> It would be quite a conspiracy if HAARP where shut down.
>> >>
>> >>HAARP=Holistic Anti Alien Remote Protection!!!!!!1!!!!!!
>> > HAARP=Hairy Amorphous Ass Rear Projection!!!!2!2!!!!!!!!!
>> HAARP=Homoerotic Android Arse Repressed Pulsation !!!!3!!!!3!!!!3!!
>HAARP=Huge Alexa Ass Retroactive Plonking!!!!4!!!!4!!!!4!!!!4!!!!
HAARP=Hopeless Aggravated Apes Rendered Purposeless6!!!!!!6
Dr. Flonkenstein
posted:
HAARP=Human Apelike Aliens Regretting Pedo^H^H^Hacifism!!5!!5!!5|#2
Aratzio
>On Sat, 24 Jul 2004 23:51:15 GMT, xox <x...@xxx.xxx> wrote:
>
>>> From: M
>>> Subject: frm commnder sanni
>>>--------------------------------------
>>> dere jw-yur welkom tu poste ase lng ase u undrstnd tht im a veri
>>>sencitiv beinge an am nt hardened tu earth emotiones -i wrte booke tu
>>>hlp me tu werk thru th guilte tht i hav livd wth al ur erth yers due
>>>tu thate accdente in ur tim measer ov 47
>>> -lov an pease frm commndr sanni
>>>
>>>John Winston. john...@mlod.com
>>
>>
>>Trolldom is all YOURS!
>
>I bet my ass it's from Aratzio ...
>C.
Pass, bt thanks for the offer of your ass. But unlike you I am a
heterosexual male.
'Ratz
Fuck off Chukwheat!
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sun, 25 Jul 2004 02:52:30 +0200, Charles D. Bohne <Sp...@PasoSchweiz.de>
Fuck Chuck, slapped by Alexa again!
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sun, 25 Jul 2004 03:15:52 +0200, "Dr. Flonkenstein"
yes, but then I am male.
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sun, 25 Jul 2004 03:26:38 +0200, "Dr. Flonkenstein"
Ask Chuckwheat, he is a swiss cheese head
Aratzio
probation because:
>On Sun, 25 Jul 2004 03:59:27 +0200, "Dr. Flonkenstein"
Your size 14 quantum scalar ass with multiple time zones.
Aratzio
HAARP=Humping Alexa's Ass Retching Profusely!!!!!6.5!!!!!!
xox
wrote:
>Fuck Chuck
Is that some sort of new tool?
xox
xox
wrote:
Ah, your witty repartee dazzles!
xox
wrote:
>Your size 14 quantum scalar ass with multiple time zones.
Your age or IQ?
xox
wrote:
Did you know that you have no flare for language?