UFO Sightings - Foo Fighters

No...not the Seattle rock band.
Foo Fighters were what World War II Allied aviators called UFOs.
This was a little before Kenneth Arnold and his "saucers".
Actually the first "formal" report was in 1944...and things really picked up speed after that.

The official story was that the highly trained pilots were mistaken.
These weird lights in the sky were light reflecting off ice crystals, St. Elmo's fire, or some other type of electromagnetic weirdness.
One of these lights reflecting off ice crystals chased a fighter plane from the 415th Night Fighter Squadron through a series of complicated aerial maneuvers as the plane tried to lose the "ice crystals" which finally veered off and left.
A member of the Squadron gave the "phenomena" the name "foo fighters" from the Smokey Stover cartoon strip popular at the time.
Actually he added a word before foo fighter...but we don’t use that word in polite company.

This "St. Elmo's fire" was busy.
Round balls of light were chasing planes all over Germany.
And these lights could not be outrun or shot down.
The pilots even started referring to them as "kraut fireballs" because they were convinced they were secret German weapons.
But...it turns out the German and Japanese pilots were running into the same thing, thinking they were ours.
All these experienced fighter pilots confused by a simple phenomena.
Sad isn’t it?

The Hat Man

"Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? The Shadow knows ... "

I have heard about Shadow People, The Men in Black and Black Eyed Kids, but I have never heard of the "Hat Man" till now.
Pretty interesting stuff.
The first thing that called by attention to The Hat Man was this post on Intangible Materiality.
You can read it here:
http://materialintangible.blogspot.com/2009/07/shadow-amongst-shadows.html

I thought "Interesting but I bet I wont be able to find much more on it."
I was so wrong....LOL

Ghostly Talk has a whole discussion of it on their message board here:
http://www.ghostlytalk.com/node/502

Over at The Shadows, there is another lengthy article about the Hat Man by Heidi Hollis.
http://www.jesusisnojoke.com/theshadowpeople/id19.html

And even more at the From The Shadows blog here:
http://from-the-shadows.blogspot.com/2009/04/hat-man.html

So just who are these shadowy figures that seemingly float around at the edge of our consious?
I have no idea, but the stories really fascinate me.
The more I read about things like this, the more I think John Keel (may he rest in peace) was right.
Keel, along with J. Allen Hynek and Jacques Vallée, make up a interesting argument for me.
If you haven't read their views on UFOs, Aliens, Ghosts Vampires etc, you really should.
No it's not a "glitch in the Matrix"....although really it kinda is.

Two quotes came to mind reading this.
One is from Ecclesiastes 1:9 (King James Version) that says....
"The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun."

And the other is from a man that may have had a little to do with the above quote (if you follow that conspiracy theory)....
"And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy."
Hamlet, act 1 scene 5, William Shakespeare

And now as I finish writing this, I hear the boom of an approaching thunderstorm.
Great.

New Mothman Movie Coming Out

Ooooo...talk about synchronicity.....
During my month long hiatus (sorry about that by the way) I watched "The Mothman Prophecies" with Richard Gere finally.
Okay, it's very different from the book, but it was interesting just the same.
Well today I find out that there is a new documentary called "Dark Wings: The Mothman Chronicle", directed by Charles McCracken.
In the documentary, they recreate the Mothman using CGI.
You can see a lot more about the film at their website here:
http://www.blackriverfilms.com/

And you can see the trailer here:
Dark Wings - The Mothman Chronicle Trailer


Mothman has interested me since I first read about him back in the 70s in John Keel's book.
Keel has some interesting theories on paranormal phenomena and I really enjoyed the book.
I may not agree with everything, but I always like contrasting opinions.

One thing I find interesting is that Point Pleasant isn't the only place Mothman has allegedly turned up.
There were even reports of a similar creature before the Chernobyl disaster.
And there have been reports that a Mothman like creature was seen in Mexico before the outbreak of the Swine Flu.
And I have seen at least one theory that the creature is really the Garuda, a large mythical bird or bird-like creature that appears in Hindu and Buddhist mythology.
The book's original title was "The Year of the Garuda".

Real Super Powers

I REALLY want psychic powers to be real.
I've been into comics and science fiction and paranormal since literally before I could read.
(Yes they had books back then, it wasn't stone tablets)
Do you have any idea how bad I wanted people like David Copperfield, David Blain, Uri Geller, Chris Angel etc to be real?
This is why I followed Andy Pero and "The Being" that posted here with such interest.

I love the idea that Grant Morrison has stated, that in the near future, super beings will appear.
People with pyrokinesis, telekinesis, super strength...yes actual "Heroes".
And that may have already started happening.....

Liam Hoekstra was hanging upside down by his feet when he performed an inverted sit-up, his shirt falling away to expose rippled abdominal muscles.
It was a display of raw power one might expect to see from an Olympic gymnast.
Liam is 19 months old.
But this precocious, 22-pound boy with coffee-colored skin, curly hair and washboard abs is far from a typical toddler.
http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/20070530/strong_toddler_070530/20070530

Somewhere in Germany is a baby Superman, born in Berlin with bulging arm and leg muscles. Not yet 5, he can hold seven-pound weights with arms extended, something many adults cannot do. He has muscles twice the size of other kids his age and half their body fat.
DNA testing showed why: The boy has a genetic mutation that boosts muscle growth.
http://www.usatoday.com/news/health/2004-06-23-baby-muscles_x.htm

So if a genetic mutation can boost muscle growth, who's to say one won't show up that boosts mental abilities?
Or both?
What if the X-Men isn't that far off?
Or already here?

I've started reading The Power of Your Subconscious Mind by Joseph Murphy.
In it, he says that psychic powers are governed by the subconscious mind.
That would account for why some people can demonstrate them and some can't.
Or why they don't always work.
The Conscious mind interferes, tells you it's impossible.
So what if you can train the conscious mind to think everything is okay and the psychic powers you have are normal?

Of course the Government will jump all over that.
If they already haven't.

What if the Government is already working on using hypnosis and mind altering substances?
Can a real life "Captain America" be that far off?
Or even a whole platoon of them?

Check out "The Men Who Stare at Goats" by Jon Ronson and look up The First Earth Battalion and maybe you wont think such things are so far from the truth.



Real Super Powers, posted to http://conspiracycom.blogspot.com/ on 5-27-2009

"The Being", Part 21

Well, in another time in middle school it was in the playground during class or recess break.
But we were all playing dodgeball, while there were some side audience members watching, as some of us actually played in this kids game, I was one of them.
Now for those who do not know this kids game: Dodgeball is a game where there is a sizeable rectangle where participants gather inside of, and at both ends of this rectangle are two ball throwers, which happens to be a very BIG rubber ball. With this very huge rubber ball, these two throw it at participants within the rectangle, and whosoever is tagged by this huge rubber ball, is considered out of the game.
Anyway, I was at first too shy, and admittedly scared to play, it looked forebodingly painful, and I was not any physical dynamo...in fact, my female cousin could persistently beat me in arm wrestling. So for some time, I stood at the sidelines just watching, when I was talked into entering the game...finally!
So there I am, in this rectangle playing dodgeball, where due to my timidness, both shy and fearfulness of that great big ball, slamming into me, I am purposefully dodging the ball by shielding myself behind people, thus getting them tagged out instead of me!
Well at first, the game went rather soft, thus wiping out my reservations of playing...but...they went and amped it up, and noticing that I was hiding to escape being tagged, the participants would purposefully make way for the ball when it came thrown down the rectangle! Well, I saw this, and at first...I think possibly I did get tagged out, possibly more than once even...but as I played on more, I did get to a point where I did amp myself up as well! Needless to say, it came to a point where I was impossibly dodging every attack set forth upon me, without the ball ever even coming close to me, though at times I would allow it to come close then jeeust dodge it with my impossible agility! It came to a point where the sideline crowd watching, grew in number, and now there was a massive crowd of kids watching the game, both cheering and insulting me along.
After awhile, I was doing so incredibly well, the two dodgeball throwers were complaining of their arms tuckering out, that they could not throw the huge rubber ball anymore, so someone volunteered to take over throwing the ball, but then they got tired, with painful arms!
So I bolstered them and said: Awww, come on, a big guy like you, tired, stop pretending! That is when they got a second wind to last even further, and so with newly bolstered strength, the game played on, now even more intensely! Yet still, I could not be downed, my agility was impossibly too quick, and again, if I would not dodge the ball by a mile, I would let it get to me close enough, and then impossibly dodge the ball! While sporadically bolstering the two ball throwers to last the marathon out, thus making it hard even more on me, trying to dodge the ball...yet still successfully doing so anyway! Well it came to a point where some disdainful enemy kids too raged in anger over my superiority, sent one kid to do some dirty work and was eating some chips on the sidelines, I noticed this and how he was dropping some onto the rectangle! It got to the point that I did inevitably did step on these dropped chips and slid hard onto the cement playground, with my right hand catching the brunt of the entire fall, thus breaking it at the wrist! Yet, with no finger pointing or even screaming of the pain I felt, I calmly said I think I need to go to the doctors, I cannot move my wrist. So someone pointed me to the nurses office, and the nurse there said, it was indeed broken, I had fractured it deeply. But was, amazed at my very calm reserve both politically and physically.
I was sent home that day, and immediately my dad took me to the doctors for an arm cast, for my broken wrist, which was indeed fractured quite profoundly, though 'they' The Secret Watcher crowd would lie and say was a slight simple hairline fracture not even visually accessible to the eye or X-Ray. But I had taught all everyone of them there, of noble sportsmanship(bolstering my 'enemy', non judgmental peaceful mentalities when breaking my wrist), of profound pain tolerance, and last but not least, my own bolstering of my own agility to impossible levels! All this with the initial shyness to participate to begin with, though later well talked into to doing so, which proved to be just that: a proving ground...of what I am quite capable of when I choose to be when mood sets in!
Needless to say, this impossible agility later was asked of me how it was so, for no one had ever seen such impossible agility before! I said, when I am calm of mind, I can see things in a slowed down pace, so as to dodge it coming as from a mile away! They were all stunned to hear this explanation, yet the proof had been established, by the secret filmed recorded instant too by the Matrix, and now well archived, which had been studied intensely by all of them, for its incredible feat as done by me!
Thus calm the mind, and always perform at one's personal peak, was taught out for the very first time, and thus was utilized as a teaching tool in all things of manner, from staying calm during a math quiz, to fighting in the military...but most visibly it was taught to boxers, and used in this arena a lot!

"The Being", Part 20

My friends at this time and I were just learning the sport game of tennis, and we would learn off each other, all the while still not really having proper coach lessons in any formal knowledge...we winged it!
It was at this time, we were looking for tennis rackets to play with, which before we would simply borrow the school's to play tennis with.
Well, my two friends bought some dandy good metallic rackets, while I being with no proper money, bought a used tennis racket from a local center, a very heavy wooden one.
Though not knowing anything about tennis, when I had gone to buy the tennis racket, I earnestly requested a strong sturdy tennis racket, though the lady, I think a lady, was recommending a light metallic one, and I said how much?
She called off a price which was too much for me to afford, thus, I chose a heavy wooden tennis racket, even though there were other lighter wooden rackets.
My idea, and again not knowing tennis, thought that perhaps a sturdy one would be the better one...but also that I saw myself as a beginner, and while a metallic well groomed racket for the better player may have been nice, I subjectified myself to a lesser racket...humility being the best policy.
So anyway, we then met up for tennis, and my two friends had come with their tennis rackets, fine tuned light weight metallic rackets, with me showing up with a used, heavy wooden racket. So upon seeing this, my two friends would make a comment about the racket, in general they said, we went and bought these from the store, brand new the other day, how is yours? I told them the story, and they had smirks on their faces, as if the snooty better, and a look of as though: O it's okay, not everyone can afford such luxuries...poor boy! Well, I just stood my ground and we commenced to the courts to play tennis, and while yes, at first it took me some getting used to, I soon got the hang of using my newly bought tennis racket.
Then guess what? the competition began!
It seems, these two were trying to see about putting me down as a competitor, and when I literally got good with my racket that same day, and was kickin butt, they were trying to as well, but could not figure out why with such well groomed rackets, they were losing so badly to little ol' me! Their disdained look of emotion was quite clear, and I had made clowns of them both, for such a childish competitive attitude, and they kept yielding to me, time and time again for hours that day...by me beating them both for hours on end...each time coming at me harder and both taking no break turns against me, a single one, and still me beating them...for hours on end! Finally, hours later at dark, they gave up, even with the lights on in the courts, they said they felt like going home.
So we headed out and went home, where we had lived only blocks away. I simply in a most noble way said: That was fun ay! Good game both of you, well played, let's do it again. The further disdain caused by this outstanding nobility, manifested and clearly so too...sigh! Nevertheless, once home, I said bye to these two and went home myself. But to shorten the recounting of the time I was a tennis player with my friends, I continued to play with the wooden racket, until it was totally out of shape, and it was decided that out of the default good, I had no choice but to buy a new tennis racket, so I wound up doing so. But when they had presented me with the old one once again some time later, they said: Remember this? It is your old racket!
I said: Hmmm...you sure? They said: Yeah! You know what? This tennis racket has been proven to be unplayable! That is to say, no one can play a game with it...AT ALL! I said: Really! Wow! But you know I did though and for a long time, due to no money! They said: Yeah, but if it weren't for us, no one would believe you, and this IS your old tennis racket, for REAL! How did you do it? I said: Practice! But as well, to conlude this tennis story, I would study tennis by watching it on t.v., but never actually playing it physically, and when we would gather as friends to play, I would utilize what I had learned from watching, on the tennis games with my friends...and YES...beat them even worse! So to their surprise, they said you have been practicing! I said: No! I have not! and at one point even, I played them in intervals for hours on end, again beating them up and down, single handedly, while in intervals they each took breaks, and for hours straight...I DID NOT...simply by learning from professional tennis players on t.v. and studying them!

P.S. While playing tennis my two friends at one point did wear street clothes as did I, they in time bought proper tennis clothes though, while I due to no money again played on for years with them in my street clothes, jeans, shirt...though in time, my parents bought me some shorts to wear, then considered to be my tennis clothes. As well, at one point one of my friends asked me to exchange rackets with him, so that he may try mine and I his. It turned out while I did indeed play the better, he most assuredly did not..NO...could not, for the life of him! Too, a lesson was taught most profoundly, of noble sportsmanship, and of keen 'visual learning' as a means of acquiring physical skill mentally.

"The Being", Part 19

Well, in within the years of middle school indeed, much had happened, both in school and out in my personal life.
Yet one incident during school makes its mark as a memorable one.
It happened in class, with a full classroom capacity, of both students and teacher. While sitting with some friends, there was this one friend Eric, who for simply the fun of it, had asked me if he could mess up the time of my watch, and that he had reassured me I would be fully able to fix the time again afterwards, without problems! As he said to simply gather the proper time from another student and or simply look at the wall clock. So I go and take off my watch and hand it to him, to tamper with the time, being sporty about whatever his gig was about such jollies. So then he gives it back to me, and I then ask if I can see his watch to fix my watch he just messed up the time to. It seems, he had no watch on his wrist, nor did anyone else, nor was there a clock on the wall...hmmm! I began to get frustrated, yet not boiling angry, too mild at the time...still am really, down deep within my core...With a nasty smirk on some faces, with some just not looking at me anymore...guilt...sympathy?
I simply sat there with an outlook as if to say: you know how would you like it if someone messed up your time and you had no way of fixing it! Everyone froze, and took immediate notice, with some whispering here and there. Then I went on to say: O yeah, if you want to know, go ahead and check the time yourself! How do you know that upon messing up my time, I did not of yours! Now everyone is really looking weird at me, as though not of the norm, while some were in admiration. Needless to say, I really did put up a stink about my own messed up watch, and in a most quiet non violent, non argumentative way, simply messed up the time everywhere at large. As a lesson to they who would do so to me, and refuse to aide me in fixing my watch once messed up.
The golden rule: do unto others...So it came upon the moment when indeed the time was sincerely out of sync as to its prior time before I messed it all up! Then that is when, the school main office was getting a flurry of phone calls of genuine panick as to what was going on, and is there anything they can do to remedy the time mishap! Well they were hurriedly working on the problem, while asking me some questions, mostly as to how to remedy the situation, as to how it came to be, and such, etc., while there was this one male, who just found the most profound joy in what I had done that day, while all else were angered, as their attitude was they had busy lives to attend to, without the hassle of not knowing the time! As for the questioning, one actually had the idea I worked with an outsider if you will to accomplish what I had just done. I implicitly said...NO! Not to keep to my story, but it was the truth, I had single handedly done this alone, and with my powers, of space/time.
Anyway, it came after awhile, that with my minimal aide in the process, with their frustration, the correct time was in now as to be set properly. All the while, I had the most gleeful attitude of accomplishment that day, starting back to the point in class earlier, with a friend Eric messing up my watch!

"The Being", Part 18

In within the prior chapter, I spoke of certain aspects of my very secret life led, that literally has unwritten historical events archived, and tucked away in an ULTRA ABOVE ABOVE TOP SECRET GOVERNMENT FILE, that details my life in all its secrecy.
Which by the way, not even The Freedom of Information Act can look up for any individual trying to uncover such secret history.
As such, I also mentioned in the prior chapter a comic book series called: The Secret Wars. In it, there was a character simply named: The Beyonder...a near infinite lifeform as it were, from Beyond! Where he had come to Earth, and found that he would give out a test of winner take all. From this, he would include some of Earth's superheroes along with some of Earth's supervillians, and pitted them against each other, again winner take all, which meant at that time for its place, becoming superpowered by The Beyonder into a very exponential degree, ever known to humankind!!! Needless to say, I understood that indeed, this was a ruckus as it were for its time and place in the real world, where there was indeed this competition between two sides, the good and the bad, to see what would happen if 'the winners' could win my favour.
Factually, I did not include myself in this war, if at all or very little, as once again, it was rallied by the two factions, with which 'they' wanted to prove themselves to me, for higher ascended levels of being. Thus, for the most part, as I read on, and mostly observing as to the events of such, unfolding before my eyes, I recognized what heated fervor had wrought in these humans, to have been so pursuant to such an 'olympic event'! Indeed, at that time, though never hinted at nor outright said, I saw the deep desperation of the humankind, to want to be better, on both sides, and that indeed, what both sides saw in me was no less than: GREAT HOPE!
During that time, I had been bestowing (a chuck wagon & horse temporary version of stellar permanent endowment), and teaching accordingly (chuck wagon & horse), if you will. But still for its time for what it was, it was a very sought after and most welcomed item which all wanted to have a piece of...and indeed, even for what it was for its time, it in fact did elevate those humans of its time, to higher ascended levels! Yet regarding such bestowing moments of past, it was indeed something of a mere preview to what later would be: ENDOWMENT/AUGMENTATION, which today currently as this is being written, has led to a totally new species: THE ALPHA OMEGA GODS!
A pinnacle peak level of being unknown before...EVER!(a story to be told in future chapters yet to be). Needless to say, as I read on with The Secret Wars series, I got to a point to where it did affect me...all the warring, the fighting, etc., thus I gave it a break for awhile, then came back to the series, thinking it would quell the heated fervor...NO...it went on as though not skipping a beat. Though, kind of my fault, as when I did eventually come back to reading the series, playing upto my mode of disguise, asked how the war was going...hmmm. It seems my evident disdain over such activity did make an impact, and the warring did in fact cease...until I got back to the series...sigh!
Well in the end, I simply carried on with myself as usual, and with my open door policy, kept up with bestowing and comparable teachings, all the while producing feats of genuine true power, here and there when the call for such was needed.

" The Being" part 7

More from "The Being".....

With testing, there were some criteria that had to be met, there were not much, in fact extremely few, but they had to be met.
First, not every world gets tested the same way, for each and every given environment, to each and every world, THAT world gets tested according to this individual given environment and social setting.
Thus, Earth was tested solely in a way that met with Earth's social settings. As such, my Father had told me that even when I think I am alone, do certain things as tho I am alone, but for testing reasons. Now ALL TESTING was done as a pop quiz, we never announce our tests...Like hey we are testing you guys now, okay!...NO NO NO NEVER! When we test, we simply test, to catch all of you as you are, and that is the whole point of the tests. But anyway, it was told to me that when testing Earth, I MUST AT TIMES EVEN WHEN I THINK I AM ALONE, DO CERTAIN DEEDS AS IF I AM ALONE, BUT STRICTLY FOR TESTING REASONS! At this time, I actually had no idea why, but I abided with the strict code of testing when it came to Earth.
It turned out in my adulthood, I found out I had been filmed all my life, and that was why there was a different code of ethics when testing humanity...actually it turned out that ALL OF SOCIETY was filmed and still is and for the most part, most of society does not even know...they call this secret filming by the government Big Brother...and yes, it is quite real and all things are filmed...without your consent or knowledge!
Thus was I, therefore as I said, all planets being tested differently, under these Earth social conditions, I had to abide to the code of testing Earth, in this manner, as it would fit the environment of Earth...and the whole point of tests are always to catch the natives at their naked self...unprepared and as they are.

UFO Sightings and Crashes, Part 2

More UFO sightings and crashes from before 1947......

1916 a UK pilot near Rochford reported a row of lights, like lighted windows on a railway carriage, that rose and disappeared.

1923 Quetta, Pakistan: no details, but I did find what could be an interesting link..."Flying Officer Desmond Reginald Loch. RAF. Beloved son of Colonel and Mrs. H.F. Loch. Born 27 Feb. 1901. Killed flying near Quetta 7 April 1923." Let the Conspiracy Experts have at it.

1925 Chevy Chase, Maryland, USA: Mysterious fireball explodes just outside Chevy Chase.

1925 Sept/Oct Polson, Montana: alleged crash.

1926, a pilot reported six "flying manhole covers" between Wichita, Kansas and Colorado Springs, Colorado.

1926, an airmail pilot over Nevada was forced to land by a huge, wingless cylindrical object.

1926, while traveling in the Humboldt Mountains of Tibet's Kokonor region, Nicholas Roerich reported that members of his expedition saw "something big and shiny reflecting sun, like a huge oval moving at great speed".

1930 Mandurah, West Australia: In 1982 a 67 year old woman saw a picture of "ET", Steven Spielberg's cute alien creation. It made her think of an experience she had as a 15 year old girl, near the estuary at Mandurah, Western Australia. She supplied a report to the Perth UFO Research Group which stated: "(In 1930 I was) sitting reading with my parents in a humpy, on a block in Mandurah, in Greary Rd, by the light of a hurricane lamp, with the door partly open. The time (was) about 8 pm as we went to bed early.
"A little pink creature walked in. (It was) about 24 inches in height (with) large ears, big bulbous eyes, covered with a film, small hands, large feet, slit of a mouth, no hair, and shiny as if wet or oily. "We were terrified and my father went white and being a religious man said it was the work of the devil. "Picking up a prawning net, he picked it up in it and it made a noise like 'EE...EE' and my father put it outside.
We never saw it again and went to bed feeling very scared. This was in 1930 and I never thought any more about it until I saw a picture of 'ET,' although only its eyes were the same. ... It did not have a round body, more straight down like a child's body. (It's shape was) like an elf."

1933 Italy: in 1933, Mussolini had gathered together the greater part of scientists headed by G. Marconi and maybe formed the first worldwide secret organization for exploration of the UFO phenomena. The organization was active from 1933 to 1940 and they gathered many documents and pictures.

1936 Black Forest, Germany: A German writer, John Von Helsing, describes the discovery of a crashed saucer in the Black Forest, near Freiburg, in 1936 and says that this technology was taken and combined with the information the Vril Society had received through channeling and was made into a further project called the Haunebu.

1938 summer Czernica, Poland: near the two villages of Czernica and Kopaniec in the Góry Kaczawskie Mts., in Jelenia Góra Province, a strange incident occurred. Their inhabitants noticed an odd, disc-shaped UFO, which dropped from the sky. After that, the SS troops from the Jelenia Góra garrison came and brought the disc to Jelenia Góra town, where it was been examined by three Nazi German scientists: Prof. Max von Laue, Prof. Wernher von Heisenberg and Prof. Otto Hahn. Next that UFO was delivered either to the special Institute in Berlin - Dahlem, or to the top secret underground facility in the Góry Sowie Mts. The legend says that the Germans worked on the Nazi A-bomb there. Finally in 1944/45 they constructed the disc-shaped plane better known as the V-7 Vril or Haunebu , Hitler's miraculous weapon.

1941 West of San Diego, Ca: Dr. Wolf provided a revisionist history about the beginning of the modern UFO era. "The first UFO came down in 1941 into the ocean west of San Diego, and was retrieved by the Navy." The Navy has held a leadership position in UFO matters ever since.

1941 Spring Cape Girardeau, Missouri: Reverend William Huffman, who was pastor of the Red Star Baptist Church, claimed that he was summoned to pray over crash victims outside of Cape Girardeau, Missouri in 1941.

1941 July 4 Tinian Island, Oceania: alleged crash.


http://www.burlingtonnews.net/
http://www.ufologie.net/
http://www.ufocasebook.com/
http://en.wikipedia.org/
http://www.spacepub.com/
http://www.crystalinks.com/
http://www.tucsonshow.com/

UFO Sightings and Crashes, Part 1

If you think that UFO sightings, crashes and cover ups are a recent thing, think again.
If it is a conspiracy, it's a far reaching one.
I like these old accounts because they can't be explained away as satellites, weather balloons, military testing etc.
I got these accounts from all over the web, but some of the best links I'm gonna list at the end.

1864 September Cadotte Pass: about the middle of last September, James Lumley was engaged in trapping in the mountains, about seventy-five or one hundred miles above the great falls of the Upper Missouri, and in the neighborhood of what is known as Cadotte Pass. Just after sunset one evening he beheld a bright, luminous body in the heavens, which was moving with a great rapidity in an easterly direction. It was plainly visible for at least five seconds, when it suddenly separated into particles, resembling, as Mr. Lumley described it, the bursting of a skyrocket in the air. A few minutes later he heard a heavy explosion, which jarred the earth very perceptibly, and this was shortly after followed by a rumbling sound, like a tornado sweeping through the forest. A strong wind sprang up about the same time, but as suddenly subsided. The air was also filled with a peculiar odor of a sulphurous character.

1878 January 25 The Denison Daily News wrote that local farmer John Martin had reported seeing a large, dark, circular flying object resembling a balloon flying "at wonderful speed." Martin also said it appeared to be about the size of a saucer, the first known use of the word "saucer" in association with a UFO. If true, this would pre-date the Kenneth Arnold usage.

1882 November a UFO was observed by astronomer Edward Walter Maunder of the Greenwich Royal Observatory and some other European astronomers.

1884 June 6 Holdredge, Nebraska: Holdredge's weekly newspaper, the Nebraska Nugget published a story that had occurred to some cowboys from Dundy County, of a cylindrical object that crashed on the prairie and left bits of machinery and gear wheels behind, glowing from the heat.

1884 December 13 Sorisole, near Bergamo, Italy: a shining body came down from the sky crashing onto a field in Sorisole, near Bergamo

1897 April 17 Aurora, Texas, An alleged UFO crash and burial of alien pilot, possibly explained as a hoax.

1897 April 19 Leroy, Kansas, An account by Alexander Hamilton of Leroy, Kansas supposedly occurred about April 19, 1897, and was published in the Yates Center Farmer¹s Advocate of April 23. Hamilton, his son, and a tenant witnessed an airship hovering over his cattle pen. Upon closer examination, the witnesses realized that a red cable from the airship had lassoed a heifer, but had also become entangled in the pen's fence. After trying unsuccessfully to free the heifer, Hamilton cut lose a portion of the fence, then "stood in amazement to see the ship, cow and all rise slowly and sail off." Some have suggested this was the earliest report of cattle mutilation (In 1982, however, UFO researcher Jerome Clark debunked this story, and confirmed via interviews and Hamilton's own affidavit that the story was a successful attempt to win a Liar's Club competition to create the most outlandish tall tale).

1904, there was a sighting by three crew members on the USS Supply 300 miles west of San Francisco, reported by Lt. Frank Schofield, later to become Commander-in-Chief of the Pacific Battle Fleet.

1907 Burlington, Vermont, USA: The mid-air explosion of a UFO over Burlington, Vermont, on the eastern shore of Lake Champlain, is one of the strangest incidents of "the Airship Era" in ufology.

1908 June 30 Tunguska River, USSR, Large explosion, probably of a comet or meteoroid, sometimes explained as an explosion of an UFO.

1910/1915 Puglia Italy: alleged crashes.

Sources:
http://www.burlingtonnews.net/
http://www.ufologie.net/
http://www.ufocasebook.com/
http://en.wikipedia.org/
http://www.spacepub.com/
http://www.crystalinks.com/
http://www.tucsonshow.com/

To be continued.....

"The Being", Part Two of Part One

Part two of one from " The Being"......

It was during the time at my stay at L.A. that I began my duties for the mission given me, which included as a subsidiary mission to enlighten by way of guide.
As such, about nine years old, I was playing with a rubber blue ball, bouncing it against our electric fireplace, which had a brick foundation to it, and I was bouncing it in a way as to make it come back to me. On one such bounce, it landed on the edge of the brick base instead, just out of my reach. As I sat there feeling quite lazy, I merely made the brick base into rubber and then had it stretch the ball to my reach, to which I gladly picked up then. Now continuing on with my play with the ball, my cousin Annet came out, and asked me some question, to which I exclaimed out loud, what I had done, to which she said: Can you do it again? As I sat there and tried, I told her I now had a pounding headache, which prevented me from doing it again, and what a pounder it was of a headache!!! PAIN EXEMPLIFIED...But I had done what I set out to do, which was to test, but be it known, I am not in the habit of including my family in my affairs, so this sort of thing was indeed sparse, if at all; for me, secrecy kept against my family was VERY KEEN!
Another time was about when I was nine as well, it was when I would play a handheld black & white electronic game owned by the apartment manager's son, Johnny, about two years younger than me, so he was about seven, and the game was Donkey Kong Jr. I would play it first, and there would be levels to play, and on the first level played, I would be able to nine times out of ten times, or ten times out of ten times, make the initial score come up 333, and the small crowd of friends would be astonished by this every time. But what would REALLY make their day was when I would, while the numbers were rolling, hand the game over to someone else to hold, to which when the numbers stopped rolling...IT WOULD BE 333!!! Again to test, and see the results of therein, to which I hold unto myself, as one performing the tests. It would be later on when some friends would come by with other games such as Donkey Kong not Donkey Kong Jr., there would be some kind of trickery going on. What it seemed had happened was, that The Secret Watchers had produced this game Donkey Kong, with a secret hidden button that would make the character Mario jump, which is what the obvious button for jump did. For awhile, this friend would play Donkey Kong and make Mario jump without obvious actions, until I finally piped up and asked how it did that, and to which he revealed it to me...the secret button for jump, to which I exclaimed what a fool thing to do, why would anyone make a redundant button for jump!!!??? I thought the whole thing ridiculous and an utter waste of time, and surely thought the makers of the game mad!
I would later find out in my adulthood, that The Secret Watchers were envious of what I could do and was trying to outdo me at every chance, all the while exclaiming me...FRAUD! Though they themselves could not explain any of the things they would lay witness to!!!!!!!!!!!! But still there would be the supporters, and through their aide, I have reached a certain nexus point in my current life, in this place and time now. Needless to say, I was then asked by this certain neighbourhood friend who had just told me the secret button for jump, regarding how I do what others have boasted about when playing Donkey Kong Jr., to which I played dumb, a method besides lying, I would employ throughout my life, for many a reason, one of them being that it was not the proper time and place for revealances. Thusly, it faded away, the boasting from my neighborhood friends of my amazing feat regarding the manipulation of the score 333, and it was all but forgotten. Later I will tell you why this number IS SO MEANINGFUL AND SHOWN IN A RATHER ENCRYPTED WAY AT THE TIME, TO LATER BE DECIPHERED IN MY THIRTIES.

The Being, Part One of Two

The Being's story begins.......

I was five when I 'awoke' to myself, and that year, in '77, I performed a natural feat of power to make any superhero figure envious.
I cooled my hot bowl of chili with my thoughts, with the shear force of my will to want to do so, full well knowing that...I CAN!
I have since described this first feat of power, as my Iceman Powers, as in the X-Men character: Iceman, though as later will be written, it is actually called: Thermalkinesis, the power to manipulate both the cold and hot elements. Later, at the same location, but possibly at the age of six now, there was an incident with a neighbourhood friend's brother, his older brother. My friend's older brother had just bought shoes, and it was told to me from my friend, that his older brother loved his shoes so much, that he was walking VERY VERY CAREFULLY so as not to scratch the bottom of his shoes...AT ALL!!! and he had been walking in this manner for about a little over a month going when I found out. Needless to say, I saw him walking about one day in the open, and said to my friend, paraphrase: I think he is going to scrape his shoes, you watch, you watch...NOW! Indeed, he did, for the very first time, since he bought the shoes and had for over a month walked so carefully with. But then again...I KNEW HE WOULD, AFTER I SAID HE WOULD...AS HE DID! This is what is called: Psionic(sy-onic) Push.
Since awakening at five, I have kept all this a secret from my entire family, though my brother now knows quite a bit...later story to be told. My childhood from five to eight was stellar, it encompassed the things of sci fi fantasy, and life was my playground, doing what I will...and keeping it under cover, even to those outside of my family. I was in these three years, getting to know better, myself, as my days would be filled with what I can do...to see what I can do...again knowing everytime I would do something, how to do it with an innate knowledge base from within me, as one would know how to breathe, without being taught...and O the innate knowledge attached with these powers! Indeed this combination of exemplary powers and knowledge base was literally out of this world...what I knew...what I could do...and all so naturally...as easy as breathing!!!
By eight, I had moved away to an L.A. apartment with my folks, before then we were at Bell. Almost immediately, I was called upon...called upon by my Father, NO, not my Earth one, and for story sake, I will not say who my Father is for now. He 'opened' up the book of my life, and told me all about who I am, and why I am this way and all that I am to do in my life here on Earth. Thus began my life's journey...the weight of the world on my young shoulders, and dutiful/duty bound, I marched forth, and I have been working ever since eight, since then to now at thirty six this December 2008, anything before five, I have no memories of. It was also around eight, I have not committed it to memory, I do apologize, that I started to Cloak Shield my mind, and it has been shielded ever since. This means NOTHING CAN BREAK THROUGH MY MIND...AT ALL, and as will be shared later in detail, there has been tries...many many tries.
My mission was simple in statement, but not so in deed and action: My mission was to test humanity for their worthiness for Ascension, and since eight, with my Father aiding in only .01%, I have been doing so until it was time to 'grade'. While I do not test and tell for the most part, I will try to assemble some semblance of cohesiveness when telling of an episode of testing and story telling...to you, the reader of this.

Blossom Goodchild, UFOs, Freaking Out and Peter Gabriel

Wow...tomorrow is October 14th.
It could be just another day or the changing point of the human race.
Yeah I know, most people think its a bunch of hooey.
Will a huge spaceship(s) show up and hover for 72 hours?
If it does, will any of this I'm writing make any difference?
Nope.
Blossom Goodchild could go from relative obscurity to the most famous person in history in one day.
Or just another internet hoaxer.
If you get up tomorrow and see giant spaceships hovering over cities, you do realize that the "Freak Out Meter" will go well past 10.
We'll have to write 11 on it.
Disinformation?
Disclosure?
All pretty much gone in an instant.
To say things would change is a vast understatement.
Heck, this could technically be my last post.
And yes I pretty much am writing stream of consciousness today.
Maybe it's the Galactic Federation of Light primering my brain.....
: )

PS: NO FREAKING OUT!
I don't wanna hear any " Heaven's Gate" type crap outta this!
We stand and face whatever, if anything, that comes as one united force.
This would be the one time all of humanity is joined, not separated.

"Solsbury Hill", Peter Gabriel

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
(I) just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
"Son," he said "Grab your things,
I've come to take you home."

RAF radar chief: I saw UFO fleet

RAF radar chief: I saw UFO fleet

An RAF expert yesterday revealed how he tracked a whole fleet of “spaceships” on military radar — but the Ministry of Defence told him to keep quiet.
Wing Commander Alan Turner, 64, said colleagues sat stunned when 35 super-fast vessels appeared on their screens.
Wing Cmdr Turner, who was a chief operator of the RAF’s radar system for 29 years, said the craft were equally spaced and shot from 3,000ft to 60,000ft at almost 300mph.
Incredibly, every few seconds one of the UFOs would suddenly vanish from radar and be replaced by an identical vessel moments later.
Full story:
http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/ufos/article1682846.ece



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Was Montauk Monster a film hoax? -- Newsday.com

Was Montauk Monster a film hoax? -- Newsday.com:

"Like a relentless stalker in a cheesy horror movie, the Montauk Monster keeps popping up for one last scare.
So when will the curtain finally drop on this Long Island thriller? Judging by the buzz, not very soon.
The latest, according to the East Hampton Star: The monster has been stolen from the backyard of Eric Olsen, a Montauk real estate agent who said he had taken the corpse from Ditch Plains Beach, where it was 'discovered' July 12.
That day, three Montauk friends -- Jenna Hewitt, 26, Rachel Goldberg, 29, and Courtney Fruin -- snapped a picture of the creature, which fanned the flames of a story that has become bigger and more complicated ever since.

Olsen and the three friends maintain that the monster is real.

But some claim there could be a shady backstory to the whole deal. Media blog Gawker has reported the theory that Goldberg is the sister of indie filmmaker Darren Goldberg. It says someone connected to the film might have planted a monster prop on the beach as part of a viral marketing ploy to promote his new flick, "Splinterheads."