FBI, CIA, UFO!
Val Thor
three-letter services.
http://Alienade.tripod.com
John F. Winston
JW That's a good name you have there. Valient Thor is a very nice
space person living on Earth from Venus.
Brother Blue
wrote:
>Want some info from an insider? My webmaster was a member of the elite
>three-letter services.
>http://Alienade.tripod.com
Well, your silly little site just crashed my workstation so I think
your webmaster is a damn fine sp00k indeed.
As for "Val Thor," a note of caution is advised for we used to carry a
rather lengthy excerpt on the old B:.B:. site from Frank Stranges'
marvelously absurd book _Stranger in the Pentagon_, that is until we
were threatened with a lawsuit for copyright violation. Venusians, it
appears, are real sticklers for this sort of thing.
-Brother Blue, B:.B:.
Brotherhood of Galactic Science
Gordon2104
Well, not so fast there, Blue.... The "ValThor" reference appears to be what we
shall call, in lieu of a a better, more descriptive term, a "joke." The
Webmaster at this particular site refers to himself as "Valium Thorazine" which
would seem to indicate that he's coming from a different frame of reference
entirely.
Speaking of such matters as copyright violations and threatening letters... Did
you ever hear from either Howard Blum or Simon and Shuster? The massively
large quotation of entire chapters from Out There has always struck me as one
of the most spectacular copyright violations I've ever seen on the Web.
One strongly suspects that the legal boys at S&S are far less likely to persuse
"UFO" related newsgroups and Web sites than, say, members of the Sturges
estate... but even so, your "secret" (for lack of a better, more
descriptive...) is safe with me, since I seem to recall that S&S is the
publisher who's lust for a buck was sufficient for them to publish American
Psycho after at least one other publisher had the good taste to decline, so the
entire organization can pretty much burn in Hell as far as I am concerned.
"Can't you recognize bullshit? Don't you think it would be a useful item to
add to your intellectual toolkits to be capable of saying, when a ton of wet
steaming bullshit lands on your head, 'My goodness, this appears to be
bullshit'?"
Neal Stephenson
John E. M.
From his web site, this guys full name seems to be "Dr. Valium
Thorazine."
Not to be confused with your friend.
--
John E. Myers, Tesser * "All things come round to
3D Graphics/Animation * him who will but wait."
mye...@gactr.uga.edu * LONGFELLOW
583-0447 * I have time. *
John E. M.
> Well, your silly little site just crashed my workstation so I think
> your webmaster is a damn fine sp00k indeed.
This web site traces your IP #. I assume your system has considerable
security so that it shut down when this was attempted.
Brother Blue
>Well, not so fast there, Blue.... The "ValThor" reference appears to be what we
>shall call, in lieu of a a better, more descriptive term, a "joke." The
>Webmaster at this particular site refers to himself as "Valium Thorazine" which
>would seem to indicate that he's coming from a different frame of reference
>entirely.
Kewl -- valium to chill and thorazine to bring 'em down from that bad
trip to Venus. ;-)
>Speaking of such matters as copyright violations and threatening letters... Did
>you ever hear from either Howard Blum or Simon and Shuster? The massively
>large quotation of entire chapters from Out There has always struck me as one
>of the most spectacular copyright violations I've ever seen on the Web.
OTOH, it actually helps to sell books. In fact, a buddy and I are
currently hammering out a deal with amazon.com to reap some of the
prophets (spelling intentional) from our many caerulean refs. The odd
part of it all is that many of the absolutely absurd works we've
highlighted (and parodied!) on the B:.B:. site seem to generate
further inquiries for more information, just as there used to be at
least a few emails in our inbox every day asking to join the B:.B:.
"There's a sucker born every minute," someone once said, "and two
Caerulean Brethren to take him."
Brother Blue
<john...@mlode.com> wrote:
>Now to comment on something.
>On Sun, 12 Dec 1999, Val Thor wrote:
>
>> Want some info from an insider? My webmaster was a member of the elite
>> three-letter services.
>> http://Alienade.tripod.com
>JW That's a good name you have there. Valient Thor is a very nice
>space person living on Earth from Venus.
::: An Holy Stranger in the Pentagonal Lodge :::
"Stranger at the Pentagon"
by Dr. Frank E. Stranges, Ph.D.
1967, Inner Light Publications,
New Brunswick, NJ ISBN 0-938294-66-0
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Caeruleus Excerptus:
"Many Earth people live one life openly while in their hearts
and minds, they live quite another. Doublemindedness seemed
to be a way of life in the Pentagon building that served as
the busy nerve center of our nation. Val once remarked to
me that he had never witnessed in one central location such
concentrated confusion."
[Our Holy Pentagonal Brethren, it appeareth, are in Dire Need
of some Magickal Direcktion to restore them to the One True
Path of Love and Light. -B:.B:.]
"When I asked him where he was from, he replied, 'I am from
the Planet that is called Venus.' I asked him how many
visitors from Venus were presently on Earth and he said,
'There are presently seventy seven of us walking among you
in the United States. We are constantly coming and going.'"
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
::: The First Meeting :::
March 16, 1957, in Alexandria, Virginia, one of the finest
leaders of the planet Venus, operating under the direction of
the Central Control and who had been chosen to make the contact
as well as direct the project, landed his craft and was met by
two police officers, weapons drawn. A thought transference
quickly convinced them that he meant no harm and he was ushered
into the back seat of their patrol car. After crossing over
into Washington, D.C., they were met by the Secretary of
Defense along with six of his staff members. Soon police from
every conceivable district and agency had joined in, all trying
to claim their right to escort him to President Dwight D.
Eisenhower. Through his own version of the power of positive
thinking, he was able to dismiss them all and soon passed
through the security posts followed by an Air Force Captain.
Meanwhile, his presence in the area had thrown everyone into a
dilemma. The introduction he held from the High Council worried
them because, though not written in any Earthly language, their
minds were given power to properly translate the inscribed
message. Captain Gould (not his real name) asked him to remain
and after downing two plain bourbons muttered...
"My god, why couldn't this have happened on my day off?"
Suddenly the door opened and six armed guards led Val to what
appeared to be an elevator. It went rapidly to the bottom-most
level. Maximum security was in place. After transferring to an
underground train, they sped toward the White House. Six
officials, six armed guards and three secret service men
escorted him into the office of President Eisenhower.
From behind the desk the President rose while the secret service
men remained nervous and uneasy. As he extended his hand to
shake that of the President, the secret service men drew their
revolvers and pointed them at Val. Following the nod of the
President, they reluctantly lowered their guns.
Standing in front of his desk, the President said, "Of course,
you know we have suspended all rules of protocol. I have a good
feeling toward you. Please, sir, what is your name?"
He replied, "Valiant."
"And where do you come from?"
"I come from the planet your Bible calls the morning and the
evening star."
"Venus?"
"Yes, sir."
"Can you prove this," he asked.
"What do you constitute as proof?"
He quickly retorted, "I don't know."
"Will you come with me to my ship?"
He answered with a quizzical look and said, "My friend, I cannot
come and go as I please. There are others to be considered.
There are committees to be consulted and security measures to be
adhered to. Please spend some time with us here ...Let's get
better acquainted ...learn more about one another ...and perhaps
soon, real soon, well ...we shall see."
::: Richard Nixon :::
At that moment, another gentleman rushed into the room. It
turned out to be Vice President Richard Nixon. He appeared
to Val to be very sharp, quick-witted, with fixed eyes and
an amazing aptitude toward speed and proficiency.
"My name is Valiant," he said as the Vice President thrust his
hand without hesitation.
"You have certainly caused a stir ...for an out of towner." The
Vice President smiled as he continued, "Of course, we are not
totally convinced of anything just yet. But suffice it to say
we are checking and double checking everything you say and do.
When Sergeant Young from Alexandria radioed in and stated that
you had just landed in a flying saucer, we thought," he
continued, "Sergeant Young had flipped. Say, were you in on
that UFO flap over Washington? You certainly had us all in a
dither, if you were."
After assuring them that this planet had been under close
scrutiny for hundreds of years before the 1945 bomb blast and
with his special letter still in the slightly quivering hand of
the President, he was requested to follow the Secret Service
back the way they had come ...to the Pentagon and into a
beautifully furnished apartment where he would spend the next
three years. Fortunately, he was prepared for such a lengthy
visit and kept in constant communication with the Starship.
There were many occasions during which he teleported himself in
and out of those quarters often exercising "transimagery" to
cause the security guards to visualize his face on a nonexistent
badge.
::: Photos Taken :::
Soon after his arrival, together with three members of his crew,
he joined a "convention" in the back yard of the home of Mr.
Howard Menger in High Bridge, New Jersey. The month was April,
1957. A certain group of individuals who were interested in UFOs
were meeting that day. Val and his crew members, Donn, Jill and
Tanyia, had changed into the same type of clothing worn by their
Earth friends. The meeting was very interesting and these
people were on the right track. He was dismayed to learn the
undignified manner in which these people were treated by the
press. Nevertheless, these people were pursuing their beliefs
and this was good. A curious young photographer, August C.
Roberts, snapped several pictures, thinking he was doing so
without Val's knowledge. The photographer seemed to be greatly
troubled when he attempted to talk to him. Yet, it was those
very photographs which were to bring me together with this
unusual man on that cold December day.
Holding the message from the High Council in his hand, the
President stated that Val's offer to help the human family would
upset the economy of the United States and could plunge her into
the Abyss of Chaos. In brief, he politely told Val that the
people of this planet were not ready to cope with such
conditions as would come into existence if the recommendations
of this unearthly visitor were put into action. Nevertheless,
he was invited to assist a number of scientists who were out
working on medical projects directly associated with the space
sciences. His allotted time to acquaint the leaders of the
United States with his suggestions was limited to three years.
During this time, he refused to advise them regarding a certain
"bomb in the sky" which we now know as the Star Wars system.
::: "Miracle" Garment :::
In his apartment, he was able to maintain communications with
his ship and was kept informed of the growing world tensions.
His uniform underwent rigid tests at that time. By today's
standards, they would now be obsolete. They attempted to
penetrate the material with a diamond drill bit, but it snapped
under pressure. Acid rolled off the uniform and burned a hole
in the floor. They fired a high-velocity rifle at the uniform
but it failed to pierce it. The report to the President read:
o Physical appearance -- Soft silver and gold lustrous
o Fabric -- Unknown
o Weight-Six ounces, total, including boots
o Cut -- Close fitting like a tunic; no cuffs, pockets, buttons,
zippers, clips or hooks
o RXT-2 Tests -- Indestructible
Finally, a bright-eyed Colonel escorted him to a place where
the final test would be performed. Val looked at the laser
instrument amusingly. Upon command, the laser aimed a fine
line of intense light amplification by stimulated emission of
radiation. The Colonel began his discourse that this device
contained a crystal-synthetic ruby in which atoms, when
stimulated by focused light waves, amplify and concentrate these
waves, then emit the beam. As the Colonel continued to speak,
his smile gave way to utter dismay...the ray being totally
ineffective against the garment. He babbled on long after the
laser has been turned off. He reiterated how powerful the US
had become since the splitting of the atom. He gave Val a
lesson in atomic fusion. He went on to state that when a chain
reaction of nuclear fission is set off by a neutron bombardment
in the atoms or a charge of plutonium or uranium isotope with an
atomic weight of 235 (U-235), an immense quantity of energy is
suddenly released. The good Colonel finally talked himself out
and Val was conducted back to his quarters...along with his
uniform.
1959 was fast drawing to a close. Chiefs of State were in a
constant turmoil and confusion was the rule of the day.
Indecision caused delay after delay. Economists and industrial
giants conferred with politicians and military heads daily. The
Government leaders could not reconcile Val's being in a position
to force their hand if he so desired. Several scientists
attempted to learn the secrets of interstellar travel...without
success.
Christmas week was now upon us. I had been busily presenting
a series of scientific lectures and speaking at a number of
Churches in Washington, D.C. Earlier that month, I had returned
from Cuba where I met personally with Fidel Castro.
Unbeknownst to me, Val, working with "Nancy Warren" (she was one
of only a few since his arrival at the Pentagon in whom he was
able to discern an honest and open heart and who loved Almighty
God, her country and her fellow man), formulated a plan whereby
I would be contacted.
::: Inside the Pentagon :::
Many Earth people live one life openly while in their hearts and
minds, they live quite another. Doublemindedness seemed to be a
way of life in the Pentagon building that served as the busy
nerve center of our nation. Val once remarked to me that he had
never witnessed in one central location such concentrated
confusion.
"Nancy" attended the lecture/service which I conducted at the
National Evangelistic Center, pastored by Dr. John Mears, in
Washington, D.C. Following the conclusion of my talk, she
approached the platform and asked to speak to me. Strangely
enough, the photographer in New Jersey had given Val's
photographs to me and I had been displaying them at my lectures
ever since. I had no personal knowledge of them, other than
what I had been told by the photographer. When she was unable
to "grab" my attention while I was signing copies of my book
SAUCERAMA, she showed her Pentagon ID and that got my attention
quickly to say the least.
We borrowed the Pastor's study and she asked me if I would like
to meet the man in the photographs personally. Of course, I
answered her with a resounding yes. She then asked if I could
follow instructions to the letter, to which I replied that I
could, and she told me to meet her at the curb in front of my
hotel at 8:00 A. M. the next morning.
"Nancy" arrived precisely on time and thus began the journey
which at times would seen unreal, but which later would prove
beyond doubt that there is truly life in God's Universe.
Those of you familiar with the Pentagon know that the normal
traffic flow approaching it is to the right. We drove to the
left. I knew then that something strange was going on. We had
to stand in line to pass by a security guard. First one, then
the second, "VISUALIZED" an identification badge on my lapel.
This utterly amazed me and I felt that at any minute, I would be
picked up, handcuffed and thrown into some jail somewhere. This
of course was only my imagination and anticipation of what was
about to take place. "Nancy" left me standing in front of a
door which contained no markings.
As the door opened, I walked in and stood on the threshold. My
stocky form shifted from one foot to the other as I cleared my
throat. The three men in the room were completely unaware of my
presence and ignored me. I was puzzled to say the least. Later,
I would find out that Val had clouded their minds and rendered
them oblivious to the entire session. They continued with their
work.
::: The Stranger Appears :::
Being a minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, as well as a
student of the Bible for many years, coupled with my experience
as an special investigator, I felt as though my senses were
functioning properly and that I knew exactly what I was about to
do. I was on my guard for fakes and frauds. In walked a man,
about six feet tall, perhaps 185 pounds, brown wavy hair, brown
eyes. His complexion appeared normal and slightly tanned. As I
approached him and he looked at me IT WAS AS THOUGH HE LOOKED
STRAIGHT THROUGH ME. With a warm smile and extending his hand,
he greeted me by name.
"Hello, Frank. How are you?"
His genuineness astonished me, but quickly I understood.
As I gripped his hand, I was somewhat surprised to feel the soft
texture of his skin...like that of a baby but with the strength
of a man that silently testified to his power and intensity.
His voice was very strong and mellow. It was filled with
purpose and character. I again looked around the room to see
whether the other men would say or do anything. They were still
working as if I weren't there.
I noticed that he was wearing the same type of clothing as I.
When I asked if he possessed any other clothing, he said that he
had given several officials a garment so that they could run
tests on it. He then proceeded to a closet and produced a one-
piece "suit" that glittered as the sun which streamed in through
the window hit the fabric. I thought that it looked like liquid
sunshine. I asked him about the material from which it was made.
He answered, "It is made of a material not of this Earth."
The general appearance of the suit was all one piece ...even
down to the boots. It contained no buttons, zippers or snaps.
I asked him how it held together. He demonstrated by holding
the front together and passing his hand over it as if to smooth
it out. I could not even locate the opening. It was held
together by an invisible force.
::: To Help Mankind :::
He told me that his purpose in coming was to help mankind return
to the Lord. He spoke in positive terms...always with a smile
on his face. He said that man was further away from God than
ever before, but there was still a good chance if man looks in
the right place. He told me he had been here nearly three years
and would depart in just a few months. Claiming that he would
not use force to speak with men in authority in America, he was
happy to consult with them at their invitation. He further
stated that thus far only a few men in Washington knew of his
existence in the Pentagon. And few leaders had availed
themselves of his advice during these past three years. He felt
there was still so much to do and yet his time of departure was
getting near. He told me that Jesus Christ would not force men
to be saved from their mistakes, even though He had already made
a way for mankind to be redeemed through His shed blood.
When I asked him where he was from, he replied, "I am from the
Planet that is called Venus."
I asked him how many visitors from Venus were presently on Earth
and he said, "There are presently seventy seven of us walking
among you in the United States. We are constantly coming and
going."
During the next thirty minutes, he told me things about myself
that even I did not know. Later, I was able to verify them with
my parents and grandparents. He gave me information regarding
the gravitational pull of Venus in comparison to Earth. I was
informed that the abdominal muscles hold flesh firm against the
mild gravitational pull, which is three-twentieths less than
that of Earth. He gave me information which would be revealed
to others over a period of years.
::: No Fingerprints :::
The only thing he said that troubled me was his use of the
expression "when the time is right" in response to my question
as to whether or not I would see him again. His lack of
fingerprints intrigued me as I had been involved as a private
investigator for quite some time, even working at times on loan
to some of the Government agencies. I had learned the science
of fingerprints ...with the impression of the lines and whorls
on the inner surface of the last joint of each finger on the
human hand. He told me that all Earth people were thusly marked
since the fall of Adam in the Garden of Eden, during the very
dawn of civilization as we know it today.
He began to prepare me for the road which lie ahead. It would
not be an easy one. There would be adversities, organized
attempts to both discourage and discredit me, but the rewards
have proved to outweigh these trials which continue even to this
day.
We discussed the merits of Jesus Christ ...how He gave His Life
freely...so that men could enjoy the benefits of eternal life.
I questioned him about a Bible on Venus and he assured me that a
personal unbroken fellowship with the "Author" did not
necessitate the printing of a "book". He found it amusing that
many theologians attempt to discredit both Jesus Christ and The
Bible. The very God many have said is "dead" continues to
lavish them with all good things. Perhaps they will, in time,
permit the spark of Divine Light to again illuminate their
troubled hearts.
In answer to my question of what he thought of Jesus Christ, he
said, "I know that Jesus is the Alpha and Omega of yours and
everyone else's faith. He today has assumed His rightful
position as the ruler of the universe and is preparing a place
and a time for all who are called by His Name to ascend far
above the clouds to where His Power and Authority shall never
again be disputed.
"I believe that Jesus Christ is the wonder of wonders and
changes not. No, not forever and forever."
As he spoke these words, my own heart burned within me and tears
filled my eyes.
He turned to the window and said, "Frank, it will not be long.
Contend for the faith, and you will never miss the mark.
I asked him if there is life on other planets.
::: Life on Other Planets :::
His reply was, "There is life on many other planets of which
people on Earth know nothing. There are more solar systems for
which man has not even given God credit. There are many beings
that have never transgressed the perfect laws of God. Man does
not possess the right to condemn the whole of God's creation
because he himself has broken the perfect laws of God through
disobedience."
I asked him what he would do if the military prevented him from
leaving on the appointed day.
He simply stated, "Frank, do you remember one day after Jesus
arose from the dead, He had gone in search of several of His
followers? They closed themselves in a locked room and suddenly
they saw Jesus standing in the very midst of them?"
He then smiled and looked at me as if to imply, "Need I say more?"
As I turned to leave the room, he said simply, "Please keep your
faith and leave the same way that you came in. Continue to seek
first the Kingdom of God and His Righteousness and all other
things will, in time, be added to you and yours. Good-bye for
now and God bless you and keep you always."
I left that meeting astounded, greatly encouraged, and yet with
a heavy heart, not knowing what the future would hold. I began
to wonder who would believe me if I ever told of this strange
encounter with a man from another planet. I first considered
not repeating this extraordinary story, but the more I thought
about it, the more I prayed about it, the more I felt that it
would bring a great blessing to those who would hear and read it.
This interplanetary traveler possessed a wealth of knowledge,
not only about science and God, but also about me. He stated
that my book SAUCERAMA could not have been written without
Heavenly guidance.
Val's instructions were to leave Washington, D.C., no later
than March 16, 1960. That meant that there were less than three
months during which he could confer with scientists, politicians,
military men and the like. All missed his point entirely.
They were all filled with self-ambition and cared little for the
pressing needs of mankind. His efforts to bring about an end to
the sickness and disease that plague this planet were met with
pathetic refusal. He was told over and over that his presence
and his ideas were a threat to the political and economic
structure. Certain religious leaders were also fearful of
losing a grip on the people in the event that his presence was
admitted on an official level. It was very disheartening that
the administration failed to lay hold of such information that
would change the course of human activities for the good...
because of economic reasons.
Security regulations were very tight, but despite the fact that
they knew he would come and go as he pleased, they delighted in
playing their game. Val had vowed not to use force and so
another course of action would be necessary if the information
which he had to relate were to be disseminated. This is the
reason why he contacted men of Godly character and strength
around the world. Many are presently working in close contact
with Val and other members of his crew.
::: Meeting with the President :::
His last meeting with the President did not reap any lasting
results. He wanted to let the world know of Val's proposed plan,
but the Secretary of Defense, the head of the Central
Intelligence Agency and the Military Chiefs of Staff were
opposed to his suggestion. The President attempted to effect a
Joint meeting before the General Assembly of the United Nations.
But this plan too was rejected. He was informed that the U.N.
would receive a special "press release" in the form of a memorandum
to the Secretary General no later than February 7, 1966. These
leaders of the U.S. Government argued long into the night, fearing
that if the people of this nation learned of the plan Val was
offering, they might choose to follow him instead of them. [Sigh;
no comment -B:.B:.]
When a man feels that his personal peace and tranquillity may be
threatened, the human reaction is always that of swift self-preser-
vation. At one point, the Vice President insisted that the
"pressure boys" allow the President to make the choice. He was
vetoed without even a chance to complete his statements.
World conditions were not growing any better. Much
international pressure was being brought to bear upon the
administration. They fought diligently and enforced rigid
regulations with stiff penalties for revealing Val's presence.
Even a major newscaster who inadvertently learned of his visit
through one of his paid informants was silenced by none other
than the Central Intelligence Agency, which has consistently
disclaimed all knowledge concerning UFOs. Meanwhile, they
maintain secret files that could actually prove the existence
of intelligent life in the universe beyond all doubt.
The morning of March 15, 1960 saw Val meeting with "Nancy Warren"
who would continue to work inside the Pentagon and be one of
his contacts in the Washington, D.C. area. She would continue
communication with others who would become part of his Earth
contacts.
There are still to this day many adversaries to human freedom.
These parasites have imbedded themselves in all phases of human
society and will never be exposed except by extraterrestrial
intervention. There are confused individuals who have perfected
a saucer-type aircraft. Some of these are the result of an
attempt by some to institute a master race. Remnants of this
group still exist. These craft which they designed are still
seen from time to time in areas of South America where some of
those involved in the original plans still reside. These should
not be confused with the spacecraft originating from other
worlds or those coming from the interior of this planet. Nor
should the occupants of craft originating from other worlds be
confused with those "evil messengers" who do not originate from
Earth but were cast INTO it after the first "war" ever recorded.
They are in league with Earthly low-grades who have condemned
themselves because of their own choices.
::: The Spaceman Departs :::
On March 16, Val dematerialized and departed from this phase
of his Earthly mission. His next stop was the outskirts of
Alexandria, Virginia where his ship and his crew awaited his
arrival, hidden by a wooded area. It was no problem for him
to reassemble the atoms of his body inside his ship.
As his craft rose slowly, a number of people stopped and pointed
excitedly in his direction. Others stood motionless, transfixed
by the sight which they beheld. He felt such a tremendous
feeling of love for all of them. There was no panic in them...
just curiosity and a strong desire to know more. Then, as the
USAF jets were scrambled, and with the force field now in full
use, the planes darted past the ship unable to see them now.
Even ground radar lost them on their equipment. Confusion once
again reigned.
On the way back to Victor One, he meditated on his home planet,
the low, heavy, colorful clouds, the even temperatures, the
perfectly diffused sunlight that made shadows almost nonexistent,
the lushness of the rich green grass surrounding his home. He
was informed of several Earth people with whom he would maintain
contact for a long time into the future. Strangely enough,
those who knew of his presence, yet who claimed disbelief, were
those who feared the most. Others figured THEY should have been
the ones contacted and not those who were.
Upon returning to his home planet, he advised the Council of
Central Control of the results of his Earth visit including the
failure of the leaders of the United States to "take him up" on
his offer of advice and assistance to the human family. He was
given the following instructions:
1. To mingle with and become as Earth people
2. To work and labor in Earth enterprises
3. To help those who encounter possible threat or danger while
striving for world peace
4. To give them advice and guidance
5. To entrust with superior knowledge those who have proven
themselves
6. Divulge the essence of their mission to the collective
national leaders of Earth, only when the time is right.
As of this writing, he continues with this mission, at the same
time assisting in preventing our "civilization" from being the
cause of orbital chaos by the destruction of our planet.
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Another fine post by:
Blue Resonant Human, Ph.D., USN (ret)
Rogue CIA Field Operative/Manchurian Candidate
Grand Master of the Royal Secret (33°)
Sublime Lodge of the Holy Blue Brethren (B:.B:.)
Sacerdotal Knights of National Security, etc.