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How I Learned to Cope With High Strangeness, Government Harassment, and My Mother – By Chuck Weiss

Announcing My Simi-Retirement!

Last year my company at work had to downsize because of the economic situation and we went from a staff of 55 people to 13.  I work in Commercial Real Estate.  Before things began to get bad, we were poised to become a billion dollar company.  Now we’re hanging on by our fingernails.

At the time, I was lucky to be one of the people who kept their jobs.  Many of those let go back then still haven’t found employment.  But even with the staff reduction, the 13 left standing had to take a 50 percent cut in pay and give up their health benefits to keep the company solvent.  (In the past year, I’ve learned to live very frugally.)  Now a year later, we have had to lay off more people and, although I still have a job, I’ve just had my hours cut in half, reducing my income yet again.

While that may seem like a bad thing, the good news is that I’ve applied for early Social Security payments now, instead of waiting another three years to receive my full allotment.  The extra check every month will actually bring my income back up to about the same as it was for the last year.  Same monthly income, less hours . . . seems like a no brainer to me!  At 63, I’m looking forward to my simi-retirement.  Yesterday I worked my last 8 hour shift – ever.  It feels good.

But still I’ll living “close to the bone” and it’s always a struggle to make ends meet, although I seem some how to do it month after month . . . which brings me to another topic, my broken website.  Majestic has hacked it and screwed everything up.  Although I can still post, many of the features have been redirected to a nonexistent page.  I don’t have the expertise to attack this problem, and I’ve been searching for a webmaster who will take pity on me and work for free to further the cause.  Haven’t found one yet.  Anyone out there?

Although the “comments” feature on the site has disappeared, I can be reached at AlienAbductionTheBlog@mail.com.

”We are the property of an alien intelligence! Our planet is a cosmic laboratory and we are but guinea pigs to those who have kept us prisoners on Earth. Humankind continues to face an all-out battle with those who have kept us as their slaves for centuries.”                                                                                                               

The above is a quotation from a book titled, The Controllers that was posted on a website many years ago, offering online books to download.  I wrote it down, but didn’t note the author’s name at the time and, unfortunately, I can’t find it again now.  While I have nothing to say about the book itself not having read it, I want to comment on the negative “spin” that’s often put on what little we know about the E.T.s and their differing agendas.  This blurb is a good example of what I see as either unreasoned paranoia on part of the author because he can’t see the larger context, or a piece of deliberate disinformation meant to misdirect the UFO debate by leading people to misinterpret the evidence.  I don’t take issue with the facts given in the quote, just with way they’re presented.  Let me comment.

“We are the property of an alien intelligence!”

First of all, which “alien intelligence” is the author talking about?  It’s generally agreed within the UFO community that there are approximately 70 different species visiting Earth at present.  If it’s the Grays he’s referring to they aren’t extraterrestrials, but instead interdimensional beings that reside on the next higher plane of existence, the place we go when we die, and where we come from when we’re reborn.  While they have said that they have the right to intervene in human affairs, we’re not their property.  We’re more like their protechés.

“Our planet is a cosmic laboratory…”

He’s right to say that Earth is a “laboratory.”  The Grays are the Guardians of Reincarnation and made the human race as a species of “shells” (their words) in which to place the souls they incarnate.  They’re always “tweaking” the model to improve it, hence their interest in our DNA.  While Earth is a laboratory of sorts, I would say that it’s also a “school” where higher beings administer the “life lessons” that we’re meant to learn.

“…and we are but guinea pigs…”

The Grays created our bodies, incarnate us into them when we’re born, monitor us once we arrive on Earth, and guide us to fulfill our potential as we go throughout our lives.  To say that we’re “guinea pigs” is to suggest that teachers only work with children so that they can experiment on them.

“…to those who have kept us prisoners on Earth.”

There is evidence to support the thesis that we are not being allowed to extend our reach too far into space.  Only 20 percent of our Mars missions are admitted to have been successful.  (Yet we keep sending them.  Why is that?)  It has been hypothesized that Earth may be under “quarantine” until such time when we show that we’re civilized enough as a species to join the greater galactic community.

“Humankind continues to face an-all out battle…”

This acknowledges that we are at war with the ETs.  Every since the Roswell Incident, we’ve been shooting them down.  Ed Wood documents in his book, MAJIC Eyes Only (link), over 70 different cases of crashed UFOs from around the world.  They weren’t the result of flying in thunderstorms, an explanation that’s sometimes put forth for what happened at Roswell.  We shoot them down at every opportunity.

“…with those who have kept us as their slaves for centuries.”

“Slaves” is another loaded word like “guinea pigs.”  It is true that the Grays have been with us for a long time, but not for so short a time as but a few hundred years.  Like the monolith in the movie 2001: A Space Odyssey they’ve been guiding us throughout the millennia, every since our ancestors picked up that bone and used it as a weapon.

Often what little is known concerning any mystery can be interpreted in different ways.  I often use this analogy.  A good script writer can take the basic outline of any movie and turn it into either a comedy or a drama, depending on what is needed.  The same is true within the UFO community.  People can take the same set of “facts” and run in different directions.  While I do believe my theories as to the origin of the Grays and their agenda on Earth is correct, I don’t discount that others can take the same set of facts and come to different conclusions.  It’s all in the spin.

I was able to find out a little more about the species of ET known as the Grays.  When I asked, Harold’s chorus confirmed my suspicion that they work to perpetuate the Mechanism of Reincarnation.   (In my book, Abducted by Aliens, I document how I came to this startling conclusion.)  It is the duty of the small gray ETs to genetically create and maintain the “shells,” our individual physical bodies, into which they place the new souls about to be reborn.¹  They are masters of genetics and have replicated themselves throughout our galaxy in many variations.  I asked the chorus directly and they confirmed my suspicions that the Human Race is one of their creations.  Actually, the Grays were not the only ETs to have a hand in the making of Humans.  The three scientific classifications of man (Occidental, Oriental and Negroid.) are actually mixtures of three different Alien DNA strands with a species of primitive primate.  The “missing link,” for which anthropologists have long been looking, is in fact a Gray.  Although the Grays admit that they are one of the three Alien races that used their own DNA to create Homo Sapien Sapien (modern man), the other two Alien donor-species have chosen thus far to remain anonymous.

The Grays, the ETs with whom most Abductee/Experiencers come in contact, are cloned to their specific purpose and are awakened with full memory of their previous incarnations.  It is how they propagate their species.  Whether or not they started out with emotions and later discarded them (much like the Vulcans did in “Star Trek”), or never had them to begin with, the Grays have recently created through their own Human-Gray hybrid program² a new generation of themselves with the full base of human emotions.

But they ran into problems along the way.

When a Human-Gray hybrid is created, if it turns out looking like a human, the baby is left with human parents on Earth to grow up.  (We were told that many wind up in orphanages.)  Until recently, if it looked like a Gray it was raised with the Grays.  This proved disastrous, however.  Not having any direct experience with emotions and only a clinical understanding of the differences between them, the ETs supervising the program didn’t foresee the need for emotional bonding between parent and child.  (Like the humans they created, sometimes they don’t consider “unforeseen consequences.”)  Bud Hopkins and others have reported descriptions of these children, who moved lethargically and appeared almost emaciated.  Some were bald, others had patches of hair.  The human mothers were brought together with their hybrid offspring in a last-ditch effort to repair the psychological damage done to them, due to their emotional neglect.  Although some reacted favorably and attempted to do what they could to nurture their young, many others recoiled in disgust at the thought of holding their alien looking children.

Now, I was told by Harold’s chorus, things are done differently.  The Gray looking hybrid babies are being given to human foster parents, who raise them on other planets.  They didn’t elaborate as to whether or not the humans left Earth voluntarily or not.  At first, I assumed that they went willingly.  To me, it made no sense to take someone against their will and then ask them to raise a child that looked like their abductor.  The parent would naturally be resentful.  And besides, there’s no limit to the number of human volunteers who would jump at the chance to live off-world for such a “worthy cause.”  I decided to ask them directly to confirm my reasoning on the subject.   I was surprised by their answer.

“If the humans see the child as human, and not as a Gray . . .”  They didn’t finish the sentence, but the implication was clear.  Regardless of how the humans leave Earth, willingly or not, they’re manipulated into believing that they are raising a human child instead of a Gray.

But again, there were unforeseen consequences when the first generation of Grays with emotions matured and took their place alongside their unemotional cousins.  With all the attention they were given, and the importance they saw placed on the hybrid program, of which they were the end result, the new Gray looking hybrids felt themselves superior to the others.  (Now that’s all we need, Grays with attitude!)

Harold and I found that his chorus will often evade a question if they don’t want to answer it directly.  The ETs didn’t actually answer the question of “how” those Human foster parents left Earth.  But, I wouldn’t take their silence on that subject as a confession to anything.    While the chorus has been surprisingly forthcoming on several subjects and have answered some specific questions that I’ve asked, Harold and I found that they will remain silent (a) when it’s in their best interests to do so, (b) when Humans “wouldn’t understand the answer” (their words), or (c) when the ETs are told to keep quiet by Beings higher than themselves.  (There is a definite hierarchy in the Heavens above us.)

At first the answers we received to our questions often seemed ambiguous or even contradictory.  Now whenever Harold submits a question to his chorus he has them “vote,” so that he can have a better feel for the validity of the answer they give.  They’ll report back to him on the percentages of “yes,” “no” and “undecided” amongst their ranks on any particular question.

The tall Grays are what have been called throughout the centuries, “Guardian Angels.”  They are assigned to a human individual for their lifetime and facilitate all the major life events that have been “programmed” to unfold, beginning (obviously) with the person’s birth.  Later on, at the onset of puberty, a follow-up visit is scheduled to monitor the hormonal changes taking place.  Another major human life event of concern to the Grays comes when the individual is of an age that they can start a family.  For Abductee/Experiencers the selection of a mate is seldom, if ever, left to chance. 

Originally the Greek god Cupid shot his arrows, not to create feelings of love between two people, but instead, strong feelings of lust.  The ancient pagan festivals that honored that horny little deity always ended in revelry and sex orgies.  Cupid was in fact a Gray! Creating feelings of heavy lust between two people whose DNA is considered to be a good match, is their favorite method of bringing people together for procreation.  For them, it’s all about getting the next generation born, moving that DNA on down the line.

Some of the family lines that are monitored go way back to the creation of civilization itself, to the first cities that man built after trading in his old nomadic existence for the food surpluses that an agricultural life could offer.  Abraham, the patriarch of the Hebrews was born in Ur, the first documented city ever built, and Jews as a people have long been of special interest to the ETs.  People of Scottish or Celtic ancestry also are tracked because of their ancient lineage.  It was recently discovered that the gene for red hair came down to us from Neanderthal Man, who we now know lived along side Modern Man and mated with them, before dying out as a parallel species.  Indigenous peoples the world over are also candidates for long-term monitoring by the Grays.

Many people have reported seeing Grays working with humans in underground bases.  I’ve never given such stories much credence, thinking they were just retellings of old disinformation pieces.  I decided to ask Harold’s chorus, non-the-less, and was surprised by the answer they gave.  The Grays that are seen working with the military are from clones created using DNA taken from bodies recovered from downed saucers.  They are soulless creatures (not having been created with one), and are raised by Majestic to further their interests.

I’ll pass on more of what I’ve learned from Harold’s chorus of Grays in future posts, so “stay tuned.”  Better yet, why not subscribe and receive email notices whenever I post something new to the blog.  I never share my subscriber list and you can unsubscribe at any time.

¹ I was told that a person’s body is crafted to fit the soul that it will host, much like a glove is made to fit a hand.

² Not to be confused with the ORIGINAL Human-Alien Hybrid program that the Grays helped Majestic to start in the 1940s.  For a full description of that project and how I was led to uncover the facts behind this amazing story, read blog posts #139, #140, and #141.

This is a new series of posts where I’ll describe what I’ve learned from my weekly visits with a very good friend of mine, who also happens to channel a chorus of ETs.  These sessions with unseen entities revealed some surprising new information, which I’ll present here for the first time.

First, let me provide some background.

Harold has been my friend now for 16 years, my having met him in 1994, the same year that I began my Awakening.  At that time I led a small circle of magicians called “The Order of the Scarab Beetle,” and taught the art of Ritual Magick¹ to anyone who wanted to learn, if they could but pass my initial interview.  Although, Harold was eager to learn and willing do anything I might ask of him toward that end, I had to send him away.

During the interview, Harold quite candidly referred to the psychotropic prescription medications he was taking.  At that point I had no choice but to end the interview and advise him to have nothing to do with Magick, or any other method of contacting unseen spirits.  There would come a time during his studies with me, I told him, when he would begin to come in contact with very real, unseen entities, and that if he was already hearing voices, as he readily admitted, then how would  he discern the difference once those real entities began to communicate with him?  He was devastated, but I felt that I had no choice in the matter.  I had to be true to my ethics as a teacher.  Magick is a powerful force and shouldn’t be wielded, but by the most grounded of people.

About a week later, I received a phone call from Harold’s psychiatrist.  He explained that Harold had given him permission to call me and advocate on his behalf.  I told the doctor what I had told Harold, that I taught Ritual Magick and that my students would be expected to at some point in their training to be able to communicate with very real, but invisible, sentient beings.  “How could I in good conscience,” I asked, “teach someone to do this while they’re taking psychotropic medications?”

The doctor responded by saying that, although he didn’t know anything about Ritual Magick per say, he did understand the importance of ritual in a person’s life and asked again if I might reconsider.  After I declined a second time, he offered a compromise.  “Would I let Harold into my circle, if he would agree beforehand to leave if I later thought it best that he do so?” he asked.  Under those conditions, I accepted Harold as a first-degree student in the “Order of the Scarab Beetle.”  That was sixteen years ago.

About three and a half years ago Harold and his partner, Phoenix, were living with me and my two cats in my studio apartment.  They had decided earlier to move to Tennessee to be near Phoenix’s family, but while in route they were robbed of all their money and possessions.  They limped back to San Francisco, but they had given up their apartment and had nowhere to go.  Harold and Phoenix were my house guests for three months, until they found another place to live.

(As an aside, let me say that Harold is not his birth name.  It is a name that I gave him, because in so many ways he is “The Herald,” that person who runs ahead and announces our coming, and in doing so is the first person to see “the new land.”)

Harold is one of three psychics who I know personally.  I describe the other two in my book Abducted by Aliens and Harold in particular in blog post #141.  Harold has a chorus of voices (real ones) that advise him, and on occasion they’ll also answer questions.  During those months when he lived with me, though, Harold opened up tremendously and the voices became very talkative.  Every night when I came home and after Phoenix retired to his mattress in the hallway (I live in a studio apartment), Harold and I would sit together and he’d open himself up psychically.  Oh, the fantastic things his chorus told us!

Since Harold and Phoenix moved out, Harold continues to visit me at least one evening a week for a couple of hours.  Sometimes during his visits, an invisible being will “walk” into Harold and communicate with me directly.  They can only stay a few seconds, because it takes a lot out of Harold.  He describes it as they’re having giant astral bodies and that they have a hard time fitting inside his smaller frame.  When they do leave, it takes a few seconds for Harold to recover.

Who are these beings?  Harold saw several different Alien races represented when I asked that question.  They’re normally invisible, but not to Harold.  He now gets visuals, as well as voices.  He looks up and sees them seated around him in a gallery of sorts, like one might find in a teaching hospital’s operation theater.  This is a major development and now a permanent part of his enhanced psychic awareness, but more on that later.

Harold’s chorus is now made up entirely of Grays, although he has seen other ETs in attendance.  He’s seen a tall Praying Mantis and felt the presence of a being who he calls one of the “Elders,” the few remaining members of the first race of sentient beings in our galaxy.

Harold’s ETs reminds me of the classic “Greek Chorus” of those ancient plays we had to read in college.  They were a theatrical device of the time, invented by the Greeks, where a group of players would comment directly to the audience on the scene unfolding before them.  Interestingly enough, there is also a tradition in Orthodox Judaism that says that everyone goes throughout life with “an entourage of spirits” following them wherever they go.  Harold can see and talk with his.

I want to say that I fully expect the reader to be skeptical about the information being offered in this series.  I, too, am normally very reticent to accept “channeled” information as being genuine.  I believe that in the vast majority of cases, channelers are either out-and-out frauds, or at best are deluding themselves.  That being said, though, much of what Harold’s chorus of voices has told us was later confirmed (independently, without knowledge of what Harold had said), by one or both of my other psychic friends.

In my next post I’ll describe what Harold and I learned from his chorus about The Grays and their ongoing Human-Alien hybrid program.

(To be continued.)

¹ For a full explanation of the spiritual path I’ve chosen for myself, please read blog post #107, titled, “Test #3 – A Test of Character (Part One).”

Hollywood’s optimistic view of ET contact was continued into the 1970s and early ‘80s with Steven Spielberg’s “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” in 1977, followed by “ET, The Extraterrestrial” in 1982.  As reported by author Bruce Rux, “Jenny Randles [a British UFO researcher] was told by a high-ranking individual in the House of Lords that Hollywood films, such as Close Encounters of the Third Kind were part of an educational program, “financed by the right money being placed in the correct hands at the appropriate time.”¹

Rux went on to say that “Jimmy Carter, who included a promise of full disclosure of UFO material in his campaign, spent twenty million dollars on ‘research’ of the topic that almost certainly went into the dissemination program, as is evidenced by the number of excellent movies on the subject that came out during his term as president.”

Was this shift in Hollywood’s attitude toward space aliens, from the rubber-suited space monsters of the 50’s and early 60’s to the more realistic offerings of the late 60’s through the early 80’s, a reflection of a change in thinking among those in charge of the UFO cover-up?  It does correspond with the change in administrations, from the Eisenhower/Nixon years to Kennedy/Johnson.  (It seems that Nixon, Ford and Carter continued the trend.)  Keep in mind that movies take a long time to make.  From the first draft of the script to the first pubic viewing of a full length motion picture can typically take four years or more.  (Sequels are often made in two years, but that’s to best take advantage of the public’s memory of the original and they often suffer as a result of the haste in which they’re made.). 

During the Clinton administration, however, Hollywood’s opinion of ETs changed again, with the movies “Independence Day” (1996) and “Mars Attacks” (also 1996).  During the Bush administration, we saw continued negative spin on the subject of Alien contact with the remake of the 1950s sci-fi invasion classic “War of the Worlds” in 2006.  In each of these movies, all that the aliens want to do is to kill us. 

The first major media offering about Alien Abduction was not seen in movie theaters, but instead on TV screens in millions of homes across America, with the Sci-Fi Channel’s broadcast in 2002 of Steven Spielberg’s “Taken.”  At a staggering cost of 45 million dollars, the 14 hour long mini-series was gripping television for most Americans who tuned in, but real Abductee/Experiencers didn’t see much that was familiar to them reflected in the script.  Almost everything depicted in the series was made up out of whole cloth.  (I wrote a review of Taken years ago and might dust it off and post it here sometime soon.)

Interestingly enough, Mr. Spielberg seemed to have little, if anything to do with the production.  Aside from his name on the title, there is hardly anything at all to connect him with the project.  He didn’t write it, didn’t direct it and didn’t produce it.  It appears that he didn’t even visit the set!²  He certainly didn’t need the money, so why did he allow his name to be associated with a project with which he had no creative connection?

Even the remake of “War of the Worlds” was a less than stellar offering from the world’s foremost moviemaker.  Although he did direct this one, his heart obviously wasn’t in it.  The finished product was a polished, technically well made movie but, aside from being a more faithful rendering of the book than the original movie, it was utterly without creative merit, and this from the most creative mind in Hollywood.  The motivations of the characters just weren’t believable.  When the streets of the city begin erupting giant alien eggs, with concrete flying everywhere, the Tom Cruise character with his little daughter in hand tries to get closer to get a better look, instead of backing off from an obviously dangerous situation.  But the worst is the ending.  Early on his son is apparently killed when he ventures to close to the Aliens, but at the end of the movie, we’re supposed be overjoyed see that he somehow miraculously survived to make it all the way to grandma’s house.  (What a cop out!)

The question has to be why.  Why did Spielberg allow his name to be used to promote “Taken,” when he apparently had nothing to do with the project, and why did he even bother to remake “War of the Worlds,” a Science Fiction classic, if he didn’t work to make it believable?

I suspect the answer is this.  Any up-and-coming movie director is eventually approached by the intelligence community with a Faustian proposal.  The rising young star is wined, dined, flattered and given inside information about the “real” Alien presence on Earth.  He is then asked to help prepare the public by agreeing to make a movie on a subject chosen for him.  For a young Steven Spielberg flush with the success of Jaws, to be asked to make Close Encounters of the Third Kind by the government as a prelude to official disclosure must have seemed like the opportunity of a lifetime.

His “Close Encounters of the Third Kind,” and “E.T., the Extraterrestrial” were enthusiastic offerings.  But when the “spin” from Majestic turned, and Hollywood’s job was to make space Aliens objects of fear, Spielberg’s heart wasn’t in it.  His pact with the intelligence community was something he couldn’t walk away from, however, so he fought back passively by having nothing personally to do with the production of “Taken” (other than give up his name), and by doing a lackluster job with “War of the Worlds.”

I believe that another possible example of this kind of collaboration between Majestic and young filmmakers could be that of M. Night Shyamaian, who made Hollywood sit up and take notice, first with “The Sixth Sense” and then “Unbreakable.”  Then, for his third major film project, he made “Signs,” a film starring Mel Gibson about crop circles and (sigh) malevolent invading Space Aliens.  A clue as to unseen influences in the making of that movie might be the design of the circle that was depicted.  It’s just too simplistic.  Real crop circles are very complicated pictographs that can’t be duplicated in the middle of the night by drunken frat boys using wooden planks, which is the explanation being offered in the disinformation media.  With the state of Hollywood’s special effects, it would have been easy to show a complex design, but a realistic depiction of crop circles would not have served Majestic’s interests.

So will it be “Space Brothers” or “Space Invaders?”  It’s the invasion scenario that seems to be playing out in movie theaters at present.  We’ll have to wait and see what the Obama administration will help produce in the way of Science Fiction offerings for TV and the movies.

1  Hollywood Vs. the Aliens: The Motion Picture Industry’s participation in UFO Disinformation, by Bruce Rux; Frog, Ltd., Berkeley, CA; © 1997 by author; p.168.

2  The “extras” disk of the DVD collection of “Taken” offers many behind the scenes video clips, but none showing Spielberg on the set.  One would think that if there had been any such footage available to the editor, he would have certainly used it.  There is an interview with Spielberg, but he only talks about his views on space travel, aliens and the like, and never even mentions his mini-series.

While Hollywood’s take on Alien contact in late 50s and early 60s was definitely negative, many of the films of that era foreshadowed elements of the UFO phenomenon years before they surfaced in the public consciousness.  Perhaps the best example of this (at least as concerns Alien Abduction) is, “Mars Needs Women,” a low budget film released in 1961.  Presented in a straight forward documentary style, it was surprisingly accrete in its treatment of Alien Abduction, four years before the case of Betty and Barney Hill was made public.

In the movie, the Air Force intercepts a message from the planet Mars and translates it to read, “Mars Needs Women.”  At first it’s thought to be a joke, until women actually begin to show up missing.  Martians appear at an airbase to tell the military (and the audience) that they need to take human females to help them reproduce, because Mars is a dying planet.  The military accuse them of overt actions of abduction and war, for which the aliens apologize, but their need outweighs earthly concerns and they display their superiority, warning the Air Force not to interfere.  The generals are left fuming and impotent.  The press uncovers the story and the government lets them publish it.  It’s interesting to note that in this movie the public reacts with calm and reasoned discussion of the issue, instead of with panic as depicted in other science fiction films of the period.  The government uncovers a disturbing fact, though.  The Martians are using hypnosis on the people they take to erase any memories of the experience.  In the end, the military is able to drive the aliens from our planet and Earth’s women are safe once more.

For even the most casual student of the subject, “Mars Needs Women” appears to be a “textbook” summary of what we know about Alien Abduction.  Mars is thought by many to have supported intelligent life in the past and that alien bases might still exist there.  The red planet features prominently in speculations regarding the origins of the ETs.  The sexual aspects of the phenomenon are also well known, and some Experiencers have reported being told that the aliens have lost their ability to reproduce and need our help to do so.  This is exactly what the Martians told the Air Force in “Mars Need Women,” when they apologized for what they had to do despite the objections of Earth’s leaders.  And, finally, during a time when the public regarded hypnosis only as a parlor game, the movie specifically describes it as the method the aliens use to hide their interactions with humans.

The later half of the 1960s saw two noteworthy Science Fiction offerings.  In 1966, a surprisingly intelligent space opera appeared on television.  Star Trek (the original series) was considered something of a disappointment after only three seasons, but with 79 episodes in the can it was at least possible to syndicate the show, earning additional revenue and making a modest profit.  In perpetual reruns, however, it became immensely popular and a cash cow was born for Paramount Studios.  A decades long TV dynasty was born, with “Star Trek the Next Generation,” “Deep Space Nine,” “Starship Voyager,” and finally, “Enterprise.”

The most notable feature of Star Trek was its optimism.  The original series was begun just three years befe Neil Armstrong guided “The Eagle” to a soft landing on the Moon.  It presented a future for mankind where we lived and worked along side other sentient creatures from “out there.”  In the original pilot episode, first rejected by the studio and then later salvaged as a series of flash-back scenes in a pair of back-to-back episodes collectively called, “The Cage,” the Captain is “abducted” by short frail beings with large heads, who can make him see anything they so choose.  The Grays are, of course, short and frail in comparison to us and they also have large heads.  Their ability to alter what we see and hear to create a false memory of what is actually happening is well documented.  Yet this pilot episode was filmed a good year before the publication of “The Interrupted Journey,” which was the first widely publicized abduction case.

Two years after the premiere of Star Trek in 1968 Stanley Kubrick’s mind expanding, “2001, A Space Odyssey,” was released in theaters.  The story of Mankind’s quest to the planet Jupiter, and the transformation and rebirth that awaited there for the sole surviving astronaut was both ground-breaking in its cinematic scope and unsettling to many of its original audience, who just didn’t understand the ending or what that monolith was all about (my father included).  The suggestion of evolutionary manipulation by Higher Beings, (represented by the monolith) of the ape to produce ape-man who evolved into modern man (the astronaut) is probable very close to what really happened.

(To be continued.)

The news media of all major countries serve to act as a propaganda tool of their respective governments, especially with issues that are deemed to be important to national security.  Going to war, for example, would be impossible for any country without its media beating the drum to insure that their young men flock to the recruiting stations.  The same holds true with UFOs.  When the subject is to be treated with ridicule and scorn, our news media does a superb job in keeping any reasoned public discussion on the topic to a minimum.  But when it comes to preparing the public for the inevitable end of the UFO cover-up, either by the government or the ETs themselves, Majestic uses television and the movies to put its spin on the subject of Alien contact.

Shortly after midnight on July 20, 1952 a fleet of UFOs buzzed Washington DC and the White House and was tracked on several radar screens.  They repeated their aerial display over the nation’s capitol six nights later.1  The hoopla that followed forced the creation of a blue-ribbon committee called, “The Robinson Panel.”  Its stated mission was to investigate sightings of UFOs and report its findings to the public.  In January of 1953, The Robinson Panel released its recommendations.  After a quick glance at a small number of reported sightings, the panel publicly proclaimed that UFOs were the product of swamp gas, temperature inversions, and the tried and true planet Venus, nothing to be concerned about.  Secretly however, they recommended to the CIA, in direct opposition to their public statements, that efforts be made to control both public opinion on the subject and the reporting of all UFO sightings.  Regulations were written and implemented to insure that sightings were only reported to the agencies with a need to know, while a group named the “Psychological Strategy Board” was charged with developing a working project to educate the public on the subject of UFOs through the “mass media such (as) television, motion pictures and popular articles.”

The intelligence community, who had been given complete control of the UFO cover-up, had been warned by the Robinson Panel that the public needed to be educated about UFOs, while the Brookings Institute forecasted cultural disaster following any contact with more advanced civilizations.  As a result of these two conflicting positions, the official policy that took shape in the mid-1950s was one of complete secrecy about the reality of UFOs and their occupants on one hand, and a molding of public opinion about Alien contact (through the manipulation of media science fiction) on the other, just in case the secrecy was ever ended for some reason.  It was all turned on its head.  The “truth” about UFOs that was presented to the public was a fiction, while the fiction produced for movies and television about Alien contact often revealed much of the truth, although be it with a “spin.”

In the mid 1950’s it was easy to put a negative spin on the subject of contact with Space Aliens, because the Red Scare was in full swing and the public was already paranoid about a possible Communist invasion.  Instead of the specter of wild-eyed Marxists destroying our cities and raping our women, it was bug-eyed space aliens.  They were horrible examples of moviemaking and weren’t meant to be realistic, except to the most brain-dead of audiences.  In this way, any reasoned discussion on the subject of UFOs was made to look ridiculous.  Aliens were just bad special effects in bad science fiction movies, nothing to be concerned about.

While Hollywood’s take on Alien contact in late 50s and early 60s was definitely negative, many of the films of that era foreshadowed elements of the UFO phenomenon years before they surfaced in the public consciousness.  Perhaps the best example of this (at least as concerns Alien Abduction) is, “Mars Needs Women,” a low budget film released in 1961.  Presented in a straight forward documentary style, it was surprisingly accurate in its treatment of Alien Abduction, four years before the case of Betty and Barney Hill was made public.

(To be continued.)

On Monday, the 28 of June, a week ago last Monday, as I prepared to go to work I discovered that the lower half of my right leg was covered with small dots of blood, like it had been sprayed on.  It looked an awful mess, but didn’t hurt in the slightest.

I couldn’t get someone to take a good picture for me until I got home that evening.  By then about half of the blood had rubbed off inside my pants leg, but the photo looks bad enough as it is.  Closer inspection revealed that in the center of it all was the “scoop mark” I had received years earlier (my second), described in my book, Abducted by Aliens and in blog post #111.  When I touched it directly, it felt a little tender.

These scoop marks are identical with what are called “punch biopsies.”  Did someone, either the ETs or Majestic come and take another DNA sample from the same spot?  It seems to be a little more concave than usual, as the original scoop mark had been filling in over the past few years.

If memory serves that first scoop mark was a little red when I first discovered it, but nothing like this time (much more blood).  I wish I knew what a punch biopsy looks like right after it’s taken.  I understand that a “laser scalpel” is used to make the cut.  I wonder if it sprays a mist of blood as it slices through the skin.  If so, why didn’t “they” (who ever they were) clean me up afterwards, instead of leaving me a bloody mess?  Was it to make sure I noticed it?  I suspect this is Majestic’s doing.

This is the third time I’ve had a punch biopsy taken from me.  (I’ve also had bone marrow, another good source of DNA, taken from my left hip, but that’s another story.)  My genetic makeup seems to be of great interest to both sides, ET and Majestic.

“. . . and the beat goes on.”

Most people don’t believe in psychics, because most people don’t personally know any.  It’s rare that someone can claim to know a real psychic.  I happen to know three.  Harold (not his real name) has been a dear friend of mine for well over a decade.  He is an extreme sensitive who is in close contact with a “chorus of invisible ETs” that guide him in things important, and who will sometimes answer questions when asked.

Harold is poorly educated, suffers from Fetal Alcohol Syndrome and is extremely dyslexic, but when he channels he uses three and four syllable words (a rarity in his vocabulary) and expresses himself so much more easily than he does when he’s just himself.

Sometime after I returned from the UFO convention where I met Colette (see my post), I had Harold over for an evening of conversation.  I forget what specifically I wanted to learn from Harold’s voices that evening, something having to do with my UFO experiences at the time, I think, but they had their own topic of discussion in mind.  Harold interrupted me to say that he had something he was supposed to tell me and that it was going to be disturbing.  The voices, he said, were telling him that I was a hybrid.

I replied that I had sometimes wondered if I was one of those hybrids that researchers like Bud Hopkins and David Jacobs had written about.

“No, not made by the ETs,” he said, “a hybrid made by the Men in Black.”  (“Men in Black” is Harold’s favorite phrase for the agents that monitor and harass UFO Experiencers.  I call them “Majestic.”) 

I was a bit taken back, but finally replied, “Funny you should say that.  I met a woman recently who said that she was a government created Human-Alien hybrid”.

“Of German-Jewish ancestry,” he interrupted.

Harold hadn’t missed a beat, but my heart did when I heard that.  I’m normally very skeptical of people claiming to channel unseen entities, but its little things like that that have convinced me over the years Harold is a genuine psychic.

Further questions revealed details.  The hybrid program was developed by Nazi scientists, brought into the United States right after the war through “Operation Paperclip.” *

“Did my father know, like Colette’s father did?” I asked.  Colette had described her father as a cold and heartless man, someone you could imagine might offer up his family to such an experiment.  My father was also “a cold fish,” but he was very protective of his children and I just didn’t think he would do such a thing.

“Yes!” (pause)  “No!” (pause)  “Wait.”  For the first time, Harold’s voices weren’t speaking as a chorus.  He was getting conflicting information.

“They told him, but then they made him forget,” was the final answer.  Obviously, my father hadn’t reacted in the way that they had hoped.

It took awhile to sink in, but there it was.  Something “on the other side” was telling me that I was part of the same government hybrid program that supposedly created Colette.  But how did scientists, Nazi or otherwise, pull off something like that in the middle of the twentieth century?  I’m now 63 years old.  Colette is two years younger than me.  Yet our mothers were supposedly impregnated using invetrofertilization techniques in the mid to late 1940s!  SS Doctor Joseph Mengele with his barbaric experiments at Auschwitz on identical twins was probably the world’s leading authority on genetics at the time, but he was nowhere near close to creating human hybrids of any kind, much less hybrids using Alien DNA.  How was that possible, I asked?

“The hybrid program was begun with help from the Grays,” the voices replied.  Evidently, there had been official contact with them at least as far back as 1946.  The hybrid program was a cooperative effort with each side having their own reasons to collaborate on the project.  Harold’s chorus explained that the Grays thought they were building a bridge between humans and themselves that would help promote understanding and eventual acceptance of open contact between the two species.  As for the Nazi scientists, they undoubtedly saw it as an opportunity to create their Arian Superman.

The Grays supervised the project from an underground laboratory, teaching Majestic’s scientists the procedures involved and selecting DNA donors from the human bloodlines that they had been monitoring for millennia.  People of German ancestry were selected at the instance of the scientists.  The Grays used Jewish bloodlines because they are among humanity’s oldest, reaching back over 4,500 years to ancient Mesopotamia (modern day Iraq).  Abraham, patriarch of the Jews, was born in Ur its ancient capital and his father was, according to Zecharia Sitchin, a High Priest of the Mesopotamian moon god, Nannar/Sin.

Harold’s voices didn’t stop there.  They went on to talk about the crash at Roswell, New Mexico.  The scientists had “borrowed” a couple of flying saucers and when the Grays went to retrieve them, the order was given to shoot them down.  That was supposedly why the two saucers crashed near Roswell, New Mexico on that stormy night in June of 1947, or at least that’s what Harold’s voices said was the reason.  Being a skeptical person by nature, I decided to reserved judgment on that part of their history lesson.

Two days later I had lunch with Leila, a good friend of mine for over 30 years, and one of the other two psychics I know.  She listened carefully to my story about what Harold had told me.  Leila knows Harold and respects his voices, but she has unseen sources of her own.  When I came to the part about the underground laboratory, I described it as being abandoned, although Harold actually hadn’t said one way or the other.

“Not abandoned, its still in operation.”  She leaned back in her chair and starred up into empty space.  “It’s within a 100 mile radius of Roswell,” she said.  “No, make that 70 miles.”  She blinked twice and then looked at me.

“Funny, you should mention Roswell,” I said.  “Harold told me the scientists had borrowed two saucers and that when the Grays took them back, they were shot down, and that that was the whole thing behind the Roswell Incident.”

“Not borrowed,” Leila said.  She paused and looked up again for a couple of seconds before continuing, “It was more like misappropriated.”  (She later said that “misappropriated” was “their word.”)

Leila independently confirmed what Harold’s voices had told me.  The Roswell Incident was about a technology exchange gone bad.  The Grays were willing to give us genetic engendering, but not their flying machines, with their propulsion systems and weaponry.  When Majestic took two flying disks, they came and took them back.  A quick decision was made at that point, and the war between Majestic and the Grays began that stormy night.  It continues to this day.

I fully expect to receive another round of abuse from Majestic for what I’ve just told you, but the only weapon I have in my fight against them is the truth.  The new information I’ve presented here about the origins of the Human – Alien Hybrid program and the Roswell Incident probably won’t receive much notice from the UFO community and will get lost in the vast sea of the internet, but at least it’s out there now as part of the public record.

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* After World Word II, hundreds of German scientists, along with members of the Nazi SS, had their records “sanitized” of any mention of their Nazi affiliations under a top secret, Black Ops program called “Operation Paperclip.”  They were brought into the United States to work on our fledging space program and other projects in direct violation of a presidential order that all former Nazis were to be forever bared from entering the U.S.

In August of 2006, I attended a UFO convention in Santa Clara, California.  O.P.U.S (Organization for Paranormal Understanding and Support) had reserved a room to host a support group for UFO Abductees/Experiencers.  Chairs were drawn into a loose circle and after everyone sat down, they began telling their story in turn.  One attractive middle-aged woman called Colette (not her real name) had a very interesting story indeed.

Colette’s parents divorced when she was a child.  When she was in her thirties, she visited her father shortly before he died.  She didn’t know much about him, except that he had been in the Army during World War II, serving in the O.S.S. (Office of Strategic Services, the wartime intelligence agency that later became the C.I.A.)  He asked her if she knew why she had ongoing experiences with UFOs and Aliens since she was a baby.  She was surprised at the question because she had never discussed those matters with him.  “No, I don’t know why,” she answered.

“You’re a hybrid,” he told her bluntly.

“What do you mean, a hybrid,” she asked.

“You’re half human and half alien.”  He went on to say that she was created as part of a government experiment.

At first Collette thought that he must have been talking about both her and her twin sister.  No, it was only her that was the hybrid, he explained.  Her sister was “an accident.”

Colette went on to explain that although her twin sister had been developed in a sac, like all fetuses, but she evidently hadn’t.  Her mother said the doctor couldn’t find it.  She also said that she and her twin had been born with entirely different blood types.

As I listened to her, I could only imagine what it was like to have such a bizarre conversation with one’s father.  Her story intrigued me, however, because my father had also served in the O.S.S. during the war.  I listened intently as she continued her story, and as she did I realized that Colette looked very familiar to me, although I was sure that we had never met.  I learned later that we even live in separate states.

Colette said that in the aftermath of that disturbing exchange with her father, she began to remember bits and pieces of her past.  One memory was of being escorted as a child by men in uniform into an elevator that went down its shaft for “what seemed like forever.”  She was frightened and started crying.  Colette remembered that the men admonished her to stop crying because it “wasn’t allowed.”

Afterward, when everyone had told their stories and the support meeting ended, we got together to talk.  Colette remarked to me that I looked very familiar to her.  She even recognized my printed name when I gave her my business card, although she couldn’t remember in what context she had seen it before.  We both felt that we had been brought together for some reason.

When the conversation turned to our fathers and their service in the O.S.S., we discovered that they had something else in common.  My father was born in Berlin, Germany as a Jew.  Although her father had been born in this country, his father (her grandfather) was German and Jewish, as well.  We regarded these coincidences as curious, to say the least, but I decided to deferred judgment on her fantastic tale even though she seemed very sincere and credible to me.  Some months later, however, I was able to confirm the basic facts of Colette’s story in such a way that made it very plain why the ETs had brought us together.

(To be continued)

Another aspect of the Abduction phenomenon is both fantastic and far-reaching in its implications.  It is the apparent mixing of human and alien genes to create hybrid children.

Researcher Bud Hopkins was the first to uncover this part of the alien agenda.  Women abductees sometimes report missing fetuses.  They have confirmed pregnancies and are often accused by their doctors of aborting their children, yet there is no physical evidence of any such medical procedure being performed.

I remember one woman who was part of the UFO support group that I attended.  She described loosing her fetus not once, but several times, and having her medical records “disappear.”  Her doctor turned against her, refusing to see her again when he had initially been concerned and supportive.  Hers was the first such story that I had heard and it seemed very bizarre to me at the time, but her testimony was so obviously heartfelt and sincere that I was inclined to believe her.

Now, sixteen years later, most UFO researchers agree that Hopkins was right and that there is an ongoing program in place to create Human-Alien hybrids.  What they don’t yet know is that that program didn’t begin in some Alien laboratory, but in a secret CIA underground base here on Earth. 

(To be continued)

Former astronaut, Dr Brian O’Leary, on 18th September 1994 made the following declarations publicly at the International Forum on New Science in Fort Collins, Colorado.  Dr O’Leary said that “For nearly 50 years, the secrecy apparatus within the United States Government has kept from the public UFO and alien contact information.”  He flatly stated that “We have contact with alien cultures…”  As for the non-disclosure of these facts, Dr O’Leary said, “The suppression of UFO and other extraterrestrial intelligence information for at least 47 years is probably being orchestrated by an elite band of men in the CIA, NSA, DIA and their like. This small group appears able to keep these already-hard-to-believe secrets very well. …Those who have investigated this hydra-headed beast believe that the Cosmic Watergate of UFO, alien, mind-control, genetic engineering, free-energy, anti-gravity propulsion and other secrets will make Watergate or Irangate appear to be kindergarten exercises.”

–  Nexus Magazine, Volume 3, #3 (April-May 1996)

it’s a good idea for us Abductee/Experiencers to occasionally stop and do a “reality check.”  Whenever things start getting REALLY weird, it helps to review the facts upon which we base our beliefs.  Here is my reality check.

1.  I believe I’m doing things (or things are being done to me) in the middle of the night, when I’m supposedly asleep, because . . .

I will wake up with fresh marks on my body such as burses, scrapes, “scoop” marks, and puncture wounds.  I’ve also woken up with a “nighttime sunburn” on at least three different occasions, one time so sever that it blistered my forehead. (blog post #78 & photo)

2.  I believe I’m in contact with beings not of this Earth because . . .

(a)  I saw two Gray aliens materialize in my apartment on the night of June 11, 1994.  (blog post #39)  This incident was the best confirmation I could have asked for.  I was awake.  It wasn’t dreaming.

(b)  Under hypnosis I was able to relive the beginning of a “home invasion” type Abduction of my entire family in Oklahoma, when I was about nine years old.  (blog post # 30)

3.  I believe my ETs are concerned for my health and general welfare because . . .

(a)    I received numerous spontaneous healings from them.  (blog posts #5, #36, #79 and #80.)  They have also cushioned me from the worst affects of Majestic’s assaults and now will mitigate, or even alleviate entirely, any severe pain I begin to suffer (a new development).

4.  I believe that I’m under scrutiny by humans (as well as Aliens) because . . .

(a)  I was able to prove in 1994 that people routinely entered my apartment while I was away (blog post #61).  My ETs don’t come through the front door.

(b)  I’ve been tailed, when I’ve been out in public by people who went out of their way to make it obvious to me.  I wrote about one such incident.  (blog post #95)

(c)  I was also followed by a low flying helicopter that would stop and hover whenever I stopped to look up at it, and wouldn’t start moving again until I did.  (blog post #130) Again, they wanted me to notice.

These are the facts upon which much of my new paradigm is based.  For me they act as a bridge between the old world, where empirical evidence is the only admissible kind, and my new reality where subjective experiences are just as valid.

In my book, Abducted by Aliens, in addition to chronicling the experiences I’ve had with ETs and government agents (the facts), I presented my theory as to the origin and primary agenda of the Grays (speculation).  I tried to be clear between the two and attempted to separate the objective from the subjective, even by labeling the first half of the book, “As It Happened,” and the latter, “As I See It.” 

Since my book was published, things have gotten even more bizarre.  For much of what I’ll share with you in upcoming posts, I’ll have no hard evidence to offer, but only intangibles to support my claims.  I fully expect that I’ll strain the believability threshold of many of my readers and will loose some subscribers along the way, but once you’ve fallen down the rabbit hole there is no way to climb back out.  It just keeps getting deeper and deeper.

Welcome to my world.

Last Tuesday was eventful for two reasons.

It was the first time I’ve been interviewed on radio about my book.  Colin Knight, host of “The Knight Zone” was very supportive and has even invited me back on his program to continue our discussion.  After the show, his producer emailed me and said he’ll let me know when in a few days.  Of course, when I know I’ll let you know.

If you missed the original broadcast, you still can give it a listen at his website, www.BlogTalkRadio.com/KnightZone.  It should be available for another two and a half weeks, before it will be bumped off the play list.

I was surprised how nervous I was . . . but then again I wasn’t really.  Stage Fright is a common affliction of Abductee/Experiencers, whenever we’re in a situation where we’re “put on the spot.”  I think it’s an effect of the highly suggestive hypnotic state we’re usually in at the time.  We worry that we may not measure up to expectations.

Tuesday was also my 63^rd birthday.  Let me tell you a little story.

My mother and I moved to San Francisco when I was 12 years old.  At the time, my idol was a comedian named Danny Kaye who stared on stage and the silver screen.  (One of the best movie comedies I’ve ever seen is “The Court Jester,” starring Danny Kaye.  Check it out sometime when you need a good belly laugh.  It’s considered a classic.)  Anyway, back to the story . . .

His comedy troupe came to San Francisco that year and played at the Curran Theater.  Mother took me to see him, however because money was tight we had the cheapest seats up in the second balcony.  The first half of the program consisted of other comedy acts, serving as a warm-up to the main event, an hour of just Danny Kaye on stage doing his thing.  During the intermission, mother turned to me and said, “See those two empty seats down in the front row?  I’ve been watching and no one has used them, so let’s go down and sit there instead.  So we did.

Danny Kaye came out and started his performance.  Half way through, he stopped and asked for the stage lights to be dimmed so he could see the audience.  He announced that he needed a break and went to the edge of the stage and sat down, dangling his feet in the orchestra pit.  He then asked the audience if anyone had a cigarette.  Several people tried to throw individual cigarettes to him, but of course they fell short.  Mother put her pack in my hand and said, “Throw the whole thing.  He might catch it.”  I did, and he did.

“How old are you?” he asked.

“Twelve” I replied

“Uh, you’re a little young to be smoking, aren’t you?”

“Oh no sir, they’re not mine.  They’re my mothers.

“How old is your mother?”

“Thirty”

“That’s pretty old, isn’t it?”

Oh no!  Here was Danny Kaye himself, asking me a direct question in front of all those people.  My mine raced.  “What is old?” I asked myself.  “Sixty is old,” I reasoned.  “Mother is 30 and that’s half of 60.”  Finally I spoke, in a voice perhaps too loud.

“No sir, not old . . . just middle aged.”

That line got the biggest laugh of the evening.  Well now I’m well past 60, and while I may have been wrong about 30 being middle aged, I think I was right on about 60 being old.  It’s finally come.  The last stage of life is upon me.  I don’t mind it though.  It’s a whole different experience.

During the mid 1970s Rod Serling, creator of and chief writer for The Twilight Zone, would often give seminars for the Television and Motion Picture Departments of various colleges and universities around the country.  During one such seminar at Sherwood Oaks College in, the topic turned to how writers can describe the reaction their characters have to a fearful situation.  Mr. Sterling offered the example of the fear of being mugged.  “There are maybe eight different ways a person can react to the fear of being mugged,” he said, “and they could probably be written down and analyzed and put in a text book.” 

He paused giving emphasis to his next comment, “The worst fear of all is the fear of the unknown working on you, which you can not share with others.  To me that is the most nightmarish of the stimuli.*”  Later he added, “. . . the massive fear is that fear of not being able to trust self.”**

That pretty well describes the situation in which many Abductees/Experiencers find themselves, as their paradigm begins to shift when they discover that their world is not what they thought it was.  We often aren’t believed when we tell others of the fantastic things that have happened to us, and that leaves many without any emotional support as they try to make sense of what’s happening to them.  Isolated from mainstream society, some begin to doubt their own sanity and are subject to that “massive fear,” to which Mr. Sterling referred, of not being able to trust yourself.

Fear is a very strong emotion.  It comes from deep down inside of us and is primal in nature.  It’s an emotion that is meant to protect us from harm and is visceral, in that it doesn’t require any thought to summon it forth.  When confronted with a situation where we think our security is in jeopardy, we become fearful.  But while fear can help us to steer clear of dangerous situations, it also limits the ways we can response.  Cognitive thinking shuts down when we’re fearful.  We miss opportunities to understand the situation, and to grow from that understanding. 

Traditionally, as a species, we’re cautious of the stranger.  (“You’re not from around these parts, are ya?”)  When that stranger didn’t even spawn in the same ocean we did, that caution can turn to panic very quickly.  Our bodies react instinctively to the unknown, even if our minds want to comprehend.  It’s called the “Fight or Flight” reaction.  Add to that intrusive medical procedures, and it’s no wonder why many of us respond fearfully to the little strangers in the night.

I found, though, that as I reached out to try and understand the nature of my new reality, my ET visits became less impersonal.  I began to feel a real sense of compassion when I looked into their big black eyes.  If we can suppress our initial fear and try to reach out to them, they’ll meet us half way.  It’s worth the effort.

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* A literary stimulus is that which motivates the character to do what he does.

** Mr. Serling’s comments were transcribed from a recording of the seminar included on the Special Features disk of “The Definitive DVD Collection of The Twilight Zone – Season One”

From time to time I’ll post a “Personal Log” to this blog, an update for those interested on the important things (at least to me) that occasionally occur in my life, unrelated to Alien Abduction.

To the Sound of Trumpets & French Horns:

MY DAUGHTER JUST GRADUATED WITH HER MASTERS DEGREE IN SOCIAL WORK AND I’M SO PROUD!!!  I never tried to exert myself academically.  I graduated high school with a C+ average, not because I wasn’t up to the work, but because I just didn’t try.  It was too easy to bullshit my way through the courses.  I’d read the first and last chapter of any mandated reading assignment and then fake it during class discussion.  The multiple choice tests were never too difficult to figure out, at least to the point of insuring a passing grade, so I just didn’t try.  I was the typical ignorant teenager, with no clue as to what I would need in the real world to function as an adult.

Katie, on the other hand, has been an “A” student throughout high school and collage, even though she’s had to work hard for every grade that she’s earned.   As to her future, she did so well at her internship, that they’ve offered her a full time position (with benefits) as soon as one opens up in their organization.  Until then, she’s working part-time for them.  It looks like that after graduation she’s landed on her feet economically . . . no easy feat in this economy.

Margaret and I started our family late in life.  I’m glad I’ve survived long enough to see my little Katie all grown up.

I NEED HELP!

. . . and not in the way that some people have suggested.  I need help with my website.  I need a webmaster.  The problem is that it would have to be a labor of love, because I have no money.  My blog is in dire need of several fixes, for which I just don’t have the knowledge.  The site was built with a WordPress template, so knowledge of CSS code would be helpful.  Is there anyone out there willing to work for just a “Thank You?”  If so, contact me at AlienAbductionTheBlog@mail.com.

ARE YOU HAVING TROUBLE LEAVING COMMENTS ON THE BLOG?

I recently heard that when anyone tries to leave a comment on one of the posts, they get an error message.  I don’t know how long this has been a problem, and I apologize to anyone who tried and couldn’t participate in my (evidently one-sided) discussion.  Again . . . I NEED A WEBMASTER!

I’M ALWAYS AVAILABLE AT . . .

AlienAbductionTheBlog@mail.com.  Email me with comments or concerns.

MARK NEXT TUESDAY, JUNE 15^th ON YOUR CALENDAR! 

I’m being interviewed on internet radio, at 7PM PST (west coast); 4PM EST (east coast).  Go to KnightZone Radio now, and check it out.  You can bookmark it for the podcast on Tuesday.

OH YES . . . Tuesday also happens to be my birthday, 64 years in this incarnation.

The one thing that has propelled me forward through all of this has been my insatiable need to know the truth, to understand this new reality in which I have to live.  (I just couldn’t turn over in bed.  I had to get up and answer that damn telephone.)  Yet, when I asked my ETs, they responded by telling me in a series of “dreams” that I couldn’t handle the truth, that it would be too fearful for me.  {See blog post #51}  My little experiment with the dental floss was only meant to provide a reliable indicator of Majestic’s nighttime intrusions into my apartment.  I hadn’t expected that it would reveal the “scary truth” that I had been seeking to know all these years.

The shock of finding out that I’m under Majestic’s mind control, and can be made to dance to their tune anytime they want, was almost too much for me to bear.  I still go cold and numb whenever I really stop to think about it.  I remember years ago when I first saw the movie “Conspiracy Theory,” I had a visceral reaction to the scenes where, tied to a chair, Mel Gipson undergoes mental conditioning and programming.  Now I know why.

I still haven’t come to terms with this, mainly because I haven’t wanted yet to explore this new nightmarish element to my life in the rabbit hole.  Part of me would like very much to forget about it, to just not go there, but then there is the other half of me that always needs to know.  Now that I understand the nature of my boogie man, perhaps I can face him.  I might renew my efforts to explore some of the hidden memories I have through hypnosis.

A memory fragment was loosened from my subconscious mind, though, by the jolt of what I discovered.  About three days afterwards, I woke up to see someone standing over me.  I was turned on my side, so I couldn’t see his face.  He was young and thin with a short haircut, and wore a white, long sleeved shirt, rolled up to the elbows.  At first I was barely awake and thought I might be dreaming.  As I continued to look at him, I thought to myself that this dream looked awfully real.  A couple of more seconds went by and I began to get concerned.  It looked TOO real.  Just as I was about to leap out of bed, the image rapidly broke apart into tiny pieces and dissipated into thin air, looking much like an Alka-Seltzer tablet dissolving in water.

I might give Dr. Pollack a call . . . or I might not.  I haven’t decided yet.  I want to know, but I’m still scared of what my subconscious mind may reveal.  If I’m able to confirm what I suspect, that I’m a victim of CIA mind control, then I’m going to have to learn to live with that reality.  I don’t know if I want to.

Yet I have this burning need to know inside of me, of just how deep the rabbit hole goes?

A couple of months after the publication of Abducted by Aliens in September of 2008, I discovered a secret that revealed a disturbing and sinister aspect of my harassment by Majestic.  Let me explain how it happened.

I wanted to determine on what nights Majestic agents would enter my apartment as I slept.  Sometimes the best results are achieved with methods that are the least dependant on technology.  A short length of dental floss was all I needed.  The door to my apartment is secured with a typical “dead bolt” lock.  There is a gap of about ¼ inch between the door and the door jam, where the bolt is exposed to view when it’s extended.  I simply slid one end of the floss into the gap, so that it rested on top of the bolt.  If anyone used a key to open the door the bolt would slide back, the floss would fall to the floor, and there would be no way that they could put it back before they left.  As long as gravity was still a reality in this universe, I reasoned, I would know the next morning if the door had been opened in the middle of the night.  My plan worked flawlessly, too well perhaps.

It wasn’t too long before I awoke to find the floss lying on the floor.  The disturbing thing was that I “knew” that it was no longer in place, on top of the dead-bolt, even before I got close enough to see it.  As I entered the hallway and started to approach the door, I got a memory flash of having opened the door in the middle of the night to let someone in, and thinking at the time that, if I did, the floss would fall to the floor.  I also remembered that I quickly decided to deal with the floss later, because I needed to let “them” in, and that “they” were too important to be left waiting.  I stood there and tried to remember who it was that must have knocked on my door and woke me up.  I tried to fill in the blanks of that memory flash, but couldn’t remember anything after I unlocked the door.  My memory turns to black, just after I see my hand turn back the dead bolt lock.  Who I let in I do not know (at least not consciously), but I can certainly guess.

The implication, and it is disturbing to say the least, is that I’ve been “programmed” to cooperate with Majestic, the very people who’ve harassed and tormented me for well over a decade.  As much genius as it is diabolical, I’ve been made to work against my own best interests, to in fact become a willing participant in the very protocols of mind control that are used against me.

Normally hypnosis can’t be used to make someone do something against their will.  The subconscious mind, your ever watchful guardian, prevents it . . . unless, that is, it’s done in conjunction with the administering of certain drugs.  In my book, I’ve described several instances when I’ve found puncture marks on the back of my hands, near a vein. On several occasions I’ve also woken up feeling drugged and disorientated, so much so that I couldn’t go to work.  Although I wrote about much of this in my book, I didn’t post those pages on the blog.  They’re worth reading, however, especially in light of what I discovered.  Here are links to my journal entries of 6/3/2006, 6/9/2006, 7/14-15/2006, and 7/28/2006.

To learn that I’m subject to government mind control was disconcerting to say the least.  It took some time for me to get over that little shock, and it shook loose another memory fragment that my subconscious mind had kept suppressed.  {To be continued.}

It’s been over sixteen years since I first became aware that I had fallen down the rabbit hole, sixteen years of living in a “Wonderland” so extreme in its strangeness that it can make one doubt one’s own sanity.  In fact, after reading my account several people have expressed real concerns for my mental health.  I imagine that Alice had much the same reaction, though, when she woke up from her “lucid dream” and started telling people about the White Rabbit, the Cheshire cat, and the Mad Hatter.

I used to be an average kind of guy, married with a kid, living in the suburbs, and generally bored with life.  Then one morning in mid January of 1994, everything changed.  One day normal, next day . . . WONDERLAND!  (My white rabbit, however, was grey in color and had a really big head with huge black eyes.)

Alice woke up from her dream and went back to leading the life of a young lady in Victorian England.  I’ll never wake up from mine.  I’ve taken the blue pill and there’s no going back.  My old paradigms have been shattered, so there’s nothing to which I can go back.

But more importantly, I’ve changed.  I don’t live in this world anymore.  I move through it, interact with it, but I’m not a part of it.  In my new state of mine, life is more of a continuing experience, instead of a series of pitfalls that need to be avoided, and challenges that need to be overcome.  This old lab rat has climbed to the top and can see more than just the maze now.

That’s not to say that I don’t sometimes get discouraged.  Majestic’s harassment has increased in both intensity and frequency, and their attacks are sometimes hard to endure.  I noticed the change of pace shortly after I built my blog and started promoting it.  Although I’m not allowed to remember my interactions with either the Grays or Majestic, I can tell them apart.  I sometimes get fretful and pessimistic and, when I do, my ETs visit and reassure me somehow.  After I become conscious (I won’t say “wake up”), I often feel better emotionally than I did before I went to bed.  By contrast, Majestic’s intrusions, are often painful.  They aren’t too gentle when they roust me out of bed, and many times my knee, or shoulder will be badly wrenched afterwards.  I now routinely wear knee braces to bed in case Majestic comes to debrief me.

I continue to be physically assaulted by Majestic as well (yes, the rapes continue), but afterwards I usually feel detached, and can shrug it off and not let it affect me.  But then again, I’m “blessed.”  That’s what some people would call it.  I’m protected by Higher Beings who have, for whatever reason, spared me the memory of those attacks.  I’m left only with the physical evidence afterwards to suggest what happened.

But there’s more.  Early last year, I’ve uncovered a startling truth, something that adds yet another layer to the enigma that is my life.  I found out the rabbit hole goes much deeper than I ever imagined.

I discovered, quite by accident, that I’ve been subjected to C.I.A. Mind Control protocols, and can be made to dance “like a puppet on a string” to Majestic’s tune.  (I’ll explain just how I found that out in my next post.)  The subject of mind control (MK Ultra, etc.) is pretty scary stuff, especially when you find yourself smack in the middle of it.  But through it all, with the help of my ET friends, I remain undaunted.  I think that’s why Majestic tries so hard to control me . . . because they can’t.  My body is a battlefield, but my strength of will is undiminished.

Fuck the Queen of Hearts!

About a week or so before my book went to press in September of 2008, I was followed a helicopter on my way to work.  I was walking down the alley beside my apartment building that leads to the subway station a block away, where I catch the train each morning.  The sound of the chopper was loud as I stepped outside and it hovered almost directly overhead.  As I headed down the alleyway, it sounded like it was following.  When I looked up, I saw that it was about four stories above the ground and just a little behind me.  It traveled slowly matching my pace and when I stopped, it stopped.  I stopped three different times to turn around and look up at it and each time it stopped and wouldn’t start moving again . . . until I did.

The message was clear.  I was not to forget that they were watching me.

It was a small whirlybird.  I thought at the time that it probably couldn’t hold more than one person.  Although I tried, I couldn’t make out anyone seated behind the curved windshield in front.  It was painted white without any markings, either on the body of the chopper or on its undercarriage.

When I got to the subway station at the end of the alleyway, it banked and flew away at a much greater speed than when it was pacing me.

At last, after two years of consistent effort, I was finally able to hold a finished copy of Abducted by Aliens in my hands.  It was one of the most satisfying moments of my life.

I had just picked the books up from the printer and was on my way to the UFO Expo, an annual convention held at the Marriott Hotel in Santa Clara, California.  My friend Harold, also an Abductee/Experiencer, was with me.  I brought him along to help me man the sales table I had rented, and to share in the excitement of debuting my book to the public.

Majestic was there, waiting for us.

The first indication that we were under their watchful eye was when we checked into our room.  There on our pillows were chocolate wafers that are sometimes offered as a welcoming gift by the finer hotels.  The only thing was, this hotel had never offered any such amenity before, and a quick call to the desk confirmed that they had not changed their policy since the last time I had stayed there.  Throughout the time we were there things we knew that we had unpacked showed up missing, but were later discovered to have been put back in their suitcases.

Perhaps the most telling incident was when we ordered extra towels from Housekeeping.  When the guy showed up at our door to deliver them, he was shaking like a leaf as he handed them over.  He didn’t even stick around for a tip, but instead darted off quickly after shoving the towels into Harold’s hands.  He looked to be of Hispanic decent, perhaps undocumented, and we speculated that he might have felt “caught in the middle” while Majestic orchestrated things from down in the bowels of the hotel.  It certainly would have been stressful for the hotel employees (documented or not) to have Homeland Security agents* mulling around their work spaces, and our delivery guy was obviously stressed out.

Even though Majestic was very much “in our face” thorough out the convention, as a new author it was a rousing success for me.  In my conversations with the other sellers there, my book sold much better than any other title, even though sales were down in general because of the economic recession.

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* Majestic (or whatever name it is currently using) is a super secret agency, unregulated by any congressional oversight committee.  As such it must stay hidden in the background, so it will occasionally use the various intelligence agencies as cover for its operations.

Finishing the manuscript was one thing.  Taking it through the process of converting it from a computer file to a real book was an education, made all the more challenging by Majestic’s overt harassment throughout the process.

My illustrator, Dana Augustine, created beautiful covers for the book, but it wasn’t easy.  The front cover went off with out a hitch, but the rear cover took several attempts because Majestic invaded his computer three different times and destroyed the work he had carefully crafted.  “I’ve being doing this for years,” he said.  “It’s not like there’s a big delete button I keep pressing.”  He was allowed to finish it, but only at the last minute.

My intent was to introduce my book at the UFO Expo, a local convention that comes to Santa Clara, California every year.  I carefully planned everything so that I should have gotten the books from the printer with a good four weeks to spare.  WRONG!   Dana was put behind schedule so far that by the time he finished his work, I had only one week left to get it printed.  Luckily I had chosen a local printer to save time, as well as shipping charges.  But even at that, something happened to the presses that delayed things still further, and I wound up having to pick up the books in a rented car on my way to the convention, the morning after they were finally printed.  The ink literally had just dried to the point where they could be handled.

Obtaining an exact PDF copy of my MSWord file to send to the printer was even a hassle.  Every time I would try, the formatting would change somewhere in the document.  I’d have to scroll throughout the book to find where a title may have suddenly appeared in a different sized font, or where a section of the text suddenly went from fully justified to left justified.  It nearly had me tearing my hair out.  I suspected Majestic (and still do), as they had showed me several times before that they can take control of my computer any time they want.

After a book is published, it needs to be promoted, and a website is one way to get exposure.  I found someone to build my first website (one I’ve since abandoned), but again Majestic wasn’t going to make it easy.  She was incredulous at first, but after repeated attempts to do little things like uploading a page to the site, she finally said, “It certainly feels like harassment!”  It was only when I suggested to her that we report the interference to the FBI that Majestic stopped their mischief.  Hacking a website is a Federal offense and I speculate that they didn’t want an investigation, even a low level one, to which they would have to answer.

It has taken 126 posts to serialize my book.  It spent about a week cutting it up into bite size pieces, but outside of that all I’ve had to do for the last four months is to upload a new installment every morning before I went off to work.  Now the hard part begins.  Now I have to write something new . . . consistently.  It took me two years to write Abducted by Aliens, or about one page every two days.  I don’t know that I can keep up that pace, but I’ll aim for about one every four days or so, with the stipulation that if I’m hit with a bout of Writer’s Block it may be less.

If you enjoy reading what I write (regardless if you agree with me or not), then I invite you to subscribe to this blog.  You’ll receive an email every time I upload something new, with an excerpt to wet your appetite.  I post in the morning, around 7 o’clock or so, just in time for your morning coffee . . . that is if you live in my time zone (PST).  I sometimes forget that this goes out all over the world.

Much has happened since September of 2008, when the book was published.  I’ve kept notes and will bring you up to speed as to the events of the last year and a half, some of it very bizarre, and some of it quite disturbing.  (“And the beat goes on” . . . and on . . . and on.) 

I hope you’ll join in the conversation as it proceeds from this point forward, by posting a comment whenever something I write strikes a nerve.  If you prefer, you can contact me privately at AlienAbductionTheBlog@mail.com.

We’re off into unchartered territory.  Check back with me in a few days.

Chuck Weiss

(From Page 355 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

First of all, I have to thank Arian Sarris, who encouraged me to (or rather shamed me into) completing my manuscript.  It is largely due to her that it ever got finished.

I’m especially appreciative of the unwavering support that Leila Silverthorne has given me over the last fourteen years, from the beginning of my Awakening to publication of this book.

I also thank Dr. Michael Pollack for reviewing the chapter, “Recovering Memories through Hypnotherapy,” and offering his suggestions.

I dedicate the index that follows to Les Velez, who insisted that my book needed one.  He was right.

And a special “Thank You” goes to James Chichester and Dan Alyea for their support.

TOMORROW’S POST: “What’s Next?”

(From Page 347 – 350 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

I recommend reading any book by a UFO Abductee/Experiencer.  It is we, the people who are in contact with ETs, who hold the pieces of this puzzle.  What little researchers know about the subject comes from their study of us.  They are only the middlemen.  We are the source.

The following are books written by self-admitted Abductee/Experiencers of which I’m aware.  If you’re an Abductee or an Experiencer who has written a book about your contact with ETs or IDs, please send me the publishing information and I’ll include it in any subsequent printings of this book.

Roy Ald

The Man Who Took Trips: A True Experience in Another Dimension. New York, NY: Delacorte Press, 1971.

Orfeo Angelucci

Secret of the Saucers. Amherst Press, 1955.

Truman Betherum

Aboard a Flying Saucer. De Vorss, 1954.

Kenneth X. Carey (Raphael)

The Starseed Transmissions: An  Extraterrestrial Report. Mountain View, MO: self-published, 1982.

Kim Carlsberg

Beyond My Wildest Dreams: Diary of a UFO Abductee. Santa Fe, NM: Bear & Company, 1995.

Beth Collings and Anna Jamerson

Connections: Solving Our Alien Abduction Mystery. Newberg OR. Wild Flower Press, 1996.

Leah A. Haley

Lost Was the Key. Tuscaloosa, AL: Greenleaf Publications, 1993.

Unlocking Alien Closets: Abductions, Mind Control, and Spirituality. Murfreesboro, TN: Greenleaf Publications, 2003.

Gloria Ann Hawker

Morning Glory: Diary of An Alien Abductee. Albuquerque, NM: self-published, 2001.

Betty Hill

A Common Sense Approach to UFOs. Greenland, NH: self-published, 1995.

Debbie Jordan and Kathy Mitchell

Abducted! The Story of the Intruders Continues. New York, NY: Carroll & Graf, 1994.

Ida M. Kannenberg

UFO’s and the Psychic Factor: How to Understand Encounters with UFOs and ETs. Tigard, OR: Wild Fire Press, 1992.

Elizabeth Klarer

Beyond the Light Barrier. Howard Timmins, 1980.

Phillip H. Krapf

The Contact Has Begun: The True Story of a Journalist’s Encounter with Alien Beings. Carlsbad, CA: Hay House, Inc., 1998.

Michelle LaVigne

The Alien Abduction Survival Guide: How to Cope with Your ET Experience. Newberg, OR: Wild Flower Press, 1995.

Desmond Leslie and George Adamski

Flying Saucers Have Landed. Futura, 1977.

Claude Vorilhon Raël

The Message Given To Me by Extra-Terrestrials: They Took Me to Their Planet, Tokyo. Japan: AOM Corporation, 1986.

Jim Sparks

The Keepers: An Alien Message for the Human Race. Columbus, NC: Wild Flower Press, 2006.

Whitley Strieber

Communion: A True Story. New York, NY: William Marlowe & Co., 1987.

Transformation: The Breakthrough. New York, NY: William Marlowe & Co., 1988.

Breakthrough: The Next Step. New York, NY: HarperCollins, 1995.

The Secret School: Preparation For Contact. New York, NY: HarperCollins, 1997.

Confirmation: The Hard Evidence of Aliens Among Us. With Anne Strieber. New York, NY: St. Martin’s Press, 1998.

The Key. San Antonio, TX: Walker & Collier, Inc., 2001.

Denise Rieb Twiggs and Bert Twiggs

Secret Vows: Our Lives With Extraterrestrials. Tigard, OR: Wild Flower Press, 1992.

Travis Walton

Fire in the Sky: The Walton Experience. New York, NY: Marlowe & Co., 1996.

Chuck Weiss

Abducted by Aliens, or How I Learned to Cope With High Strangeness, Government Harassment, and My Mother (a True Story). San Francisco, CA: self-published, 2008.

TOMORROW’S POST: “Acknowledgements”

(From Page 341 – 347 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

I offer as worthy of your time the following list of books written about UFOs and related topics, with a couple of titles on mind control and government harassment thrown in for the rightfully paranoid.  I’ve also included a short description of what it is that I think recommends each volume.  Books by Abductee/Experiencers are listed separately at the end, without comment. For some of those volumes, the publishing information is incomplete because I don’t have a copy to refer to and haven’t been able to find further information online.   Many of these titles are out of print and can only be found in used bookstores, or through the used book services of Amazon.com and the like.  And of course there’s always eBay and other online auction houses.

When reading any of the volumes listed below, either by researchers or self-admitted Abductee/Experiencers, I would urge that you do so with a grain of salt and not believe something just because it was in a book.  There are many hidden agendas in UFOlogy and not everyone is who they represent themselves to be.  Even among these volumes of my choosing, there are chapters that I stow away in Stanton’s Friedman’s “Gray Box” until that time when some new piece of the puzzle should prove, or disprove, their validity.  That being said, here are my recommendations.

David Hatcher Childress

Extra-Terrestrial Archaeology. Stelle, IL: Adventures Unlimited Press, 1994.

This book is packed with photos showing curiosities and anomalies on many of the heavenly bodies in our solar system. There’s more than just the face on Mars!

Col. Philip J. Corso (Ret.) with William J. Birnes

The Day After Roswell. New York, NY: Simon & Schuster, 1997.

While I’m always a little leery of people who come forward with government credentials, the Colonel wove a pretty good story about helping American industry absorb and develop Alien technology recovered from the crash of a UFO at Roswell, New Mexico in 1947.

Frank Edwards

Flying Saucers – Serious Business. New York, NY: Lyle Stuart Inc., 1966.

Flying Saucers – Here and Now! New York, NY: Lyle Stuart Inc., 1967.

Frank Edwards was a famous radio broadcaster whose reputation and name recognition sent his two books on the subject of UFOs to the top of the best-seller lists, bringing reasoned discussion of the topic to a large national audience for the first time. His call for congressional hearings was cut short by a fatal heart attack.

Raymond E. Fowler

The Andreasson Affair: The Documented Investigation of a Woman’s Abduction Aboard a UFO. Englewood Cliffs, NJ: Prentice-Hall, 1979.

The Andreasson Affair, Phase Two: The Continuing Investigation of a Woman’s Abduction by Alien Beings. Englewood Cliffs, NJ: Prentice-Hall, 1982.

The Watchers, The Secret Design Behind UFO Abduction. New York, NY: Bantam Books, 1990.

The Watchers II: Exploring UFOs and the Near-Death Experience. Newberg, OR: Wild Flower Press, 1995.

The experiences of Betty Andreasson-Luca are perhaps the best documented ever in UFO research. Her detailed descriptions and drawings while under hypnosis are also some of the most detailed and strange on record. I believe Raymond Fowler’s conclusions as regards the origin of the Gray Aliens, as described in The Watchers and The Watchers II, to be very close to the truth.

Stanton T. Friedman

Top Secret/Majic. New York. NY: Marlowe & Company, 1996, rpt. 1997.

Whether or not you agree with his conclusions, no one denies that Stanton Friedman is one of the few nuts-and-bolts researchers who spend time in the stacks of libraries, both public and private, looking for primary source material. Start with this book on the Majestic-12 documents, and then digest Crash at Corona (written with Don Berliner) about the crash of two disks near Roswell, New Mexico.  After that, read his detractors if you wish.

Stanton T. Friedman and Don Berliner

Crash at Corona. New York, NY: Paragon House, 1992.

John G. Fuller

The Interrupted Journey: Two Lost Hours “Aboard a Flying Saucer”. New York, NY: The Dial Press, 1966.

This book detailed the first case of Alien Abduction to reach the public consciousness.

Allen H. Greenfield

Secret Cipher of the UFOnautes. Lilburn, GA: IllumiNet Press, 1994.

While I have no comment about the author’s discovery of a secret cipher used by ETs, his comments on the ongoing war between the Light and the Dark are worth reading.

Ion Hobana and Julien Weverbergh

UFOs From Behind the Iron Curtain. New York, NY: Bantam Books, 1974.

The first and still one of the few books on the subject of UFOs in the old Soviet Union that’s available in English.

Budd Hopkins

Missing Time: A Documented Study of UFO Abductions. New York, NY: Richard Marek Publishers, 1981.

Intruders: The Incredible Visitations at Copley Woods. New York, NY: Random House, 1987.

Witnessed: The True Story of the Brooklyn Bridge UFO Abductions. New York, NY: Simon & Schuster, 1996.

Budd Hopkins is one of the first people to enter the field of Abduction research. He is credited with “discovering” two major elements of the phenomenon: “missing fetuses,” resulting in the creation of human-Alien hybrids, and “missing time,” an indication that a real physical Alien encounter has taken place. Intruders and Missing Time are “textbooks” on these two subjects.

Budd Hopkins and Carol Rainey

Sight Unseen: Science, UFO Invisibility and Transgenic Beings. New York, NY: Atria Books, 2003.

This is an interesting volume by Budd Hopkins and his wife, Carol Rainey. The science part of the book is written by Ms. Rainey and describes the latest discoveries in various scientific disciplines that might help explain some of the Alien technology that seems to us today to be like magick. The section on Transgenic Beings (differing from Hybrids in that the person is physically changed after birth in specific ways through “gene therapy”) is very interesting; the authors may have discovered another way the ETs are furthering their genetic agenda.

Jim Keith

Casebook on the Men in Black. Lilburn, GA: IllumiNet Press, 1997.

Mind Control, World Control. Kempton, IL: Adventures Unlimited Press, 1997.

Saucers of the Illuminati, Lilburn. GA: IllumiNet Press, 1999.

Mind Control and UFOs: Casebook on Alternative 3. Kempton, IL: Adventures Unlimited Press, 1999, rpt. 2005.

Jim Keith was a well respected researcher in the world of conspiracies, until his own suspicious death while undergoing a simple knee operation. In a field filled with paranoia, his voice was reasoned and his research well founded. I recommend his books, even if I do disagree with his conclusions regarding ETs and flying vans.

Major Donald E. Keyhoe USMC (ret.)

The Flying Saucers are Real. New York, NY: Fawcett Publications, Inc., 1950.

Flying Saucers from Outer Space. New York, NY: Henry Holt & Co., 1953.

The Flying Saucer Conspiracy. New York, NY: Henry Holt & Co., 1955.

Alien from Space: The Real Story of Unidentified Flying Objects. New York, NY: Doubleday & Co., 1973.

Donald Keyhoe was a retired Marine Corps Major with contacts in the Air Force that initially cooperated with him and provided much of the case material he quoted. He was extremely credible and was one of the first to write reasonably on the subject. His books are still good reads these many years later.

John E. Mack, M.D.

Abduction: Human Encounters with Aliens. New York, NY: Macmillan Publishing Company, 1994.

Passport to the Cosmos: Human Transformation and Alien Encounters. New York, NY: Crown Publishers, 1999.

Dr. Mack was a Harvard professor whose tenured position was challenged when he wrote that the UFO Abduction phenomenon should be considered at face value, instead of treating it as a mental health issue. His conclusion, that the ET agenda is largely spiritual in nature, is detailed in Passport to the Cosmos and well worth reading.

Jim Marrs

Alien Agenda: Investigating the Extraterrestrial Presence Among Us. New York, NY: Harper Collins, 1997.

If there was only one book to read on the subject of UFOs, this would be the one. The best summary of the subject currently available. Jim Marrs is a superb researcher. His inquiries into the JFK assassination (Crossfire), 9/11 (Inside Job and The Terror Conspiracy), and the Illuminati (Rule by Secrecy) are all definitive works on their subjects.

Louis Pauwels and Jacques Bergier

The Morning of the Magicians. Paris: Editions Gallimard; New York, NY: Avon Books, 1963.

The authors cover a wide variety of unusual subjects to support their contention that our world has entered a new era of the fantastic, where occult forces that had operated from behind the scenes for thousands of years are now in the open for all to see.  One third of the book focuses on Nazi Germany and their crusade to forcibly substitute anti-intellectual chaos for reasoned discourse throughout all aspects of German society.

Trevor Ravenscroft

The Spear of Destiny: The Occult Power Behind the Spear Which Pierced the Side of Christ. York Beach, MN: Samuel Weiser, Inc., 1982.

This is an occult classic about the spear that supposedly pierced the side of Jesus while he was on the cross, and its supernatural power to make armies that “carry it before them” invincible. The author convincingly documents Hitler’s obsession with this religious artifact.

Bruce Rux

Hollywood Vs. the Aliens: The Motion Picture Industry’s Participation in UFO Disinformation. Berkeley, CA: Frog Ltd., 1997.

An extensive work on Hollywood’s portrayal, in TV and the movies, of UFOs and their occupants. The introduction alone, a 71-page history of the UFO phenomenon, is worth the price of the book.  (And the man knows the movies!)

Zecharia Sitchin

Divine Encounters: A Guide to Visions, Angels, and Other Emissaries. New York, NY: Avon Books, 1995.

Mr. Sitchin is an expert in ancient languages, being able to read in the original the earliest writings of Man known to exist. He is best known for his Earth Chronicles, a series of books that carefully outline his theory that Earth was colonized in prehistory by Aliens who made mankind “in their image” through genetic manipulation. In Divine Encounters, however, Mr. Sitchin describes how the ancients said they communicated with their gods and goddesses. The prophetic dreams and visions of ancient kings closely parallel the “dreams” and altered states of consciousness described by UFO Experiencers.

Dusty Sklar

The Nazis and the Occult. New York, NY: Dorset Press, 1989.

It’s a short volume, only 180 pages, but comprehensive.  A good introduction to the subject.  Originally published as Gods and Beasts: The Nazis and the Occult.

H. Michael Sweeney

The Professional Paranoid. Venice, CA: Feral House, 1998.

If you’re being harassed and want to fight back in the limited ways that are possible, this can an empowering book to read.

Richard L. Thompson

Alien Identities: Ancient Insights into Modern UFO Phenomena. San Diego, CA: Govardhan Hill, Inc., 1993.

This is a thick volume and a brilliant treatise on Aliens in human history, with an emphasis on descriptions of UFO Encounters from the ancient texts of India.

Ryan Wood

MAJIC Eyes Only: Earth’s Encounters with Extraterrestrial Technology. Broomfield, CO: Wood Enterprises, 2005.

Over 70 different documented UFO crash and retrievals compiled in one volume.

TOMORROW’S POST: “Recommended Reading (Part Two)”

(From Page 334 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

I’ve tried to be open and frank in my descriptions of what I’ve witnessed and of what I’ve done, even when it is sure to expose me to criticism and ridicule.  To be truthful and forthright, I elected to pull my own “skeletons” from the closet.

To those of my friends and family who are disturbed by what I’ve written and think that it somehow reflects upon them personally, I sincerely apologize.  However, now that I’ve entered the twilight of my life, I feel the need to document what it has become and to share what I’ve learned, before its inevitable end.  And in the end, all that matters is the truth.

To those same good people, and to especially my daughter, Katherine, let me also say that I don’t regret anything that has happened, because all of my experiences collectively have brought me to where I am today.  I’m at peace with myself as I walk through my life, and every day is as fresh to me as the day that came before.  If it took 14 years of paradigm shifts and Majestic’s harassment to achieve this state of mind, then it has all been worth it.  I wouldn’t change a thing.

Chuck Weiss

August 2008

TOMORROW’S POST: “Recommended Reading (Part One)”

(From Pages 328 – 332 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

Many people have heard of the Mayan Calendar and that it will supposedly “end” in 2012, but most don’t know why an ancient method of counting days that has been existence for thousands of years should suddenly stop, and in that specific year.    The precise date when the calendar “ends” is December 21, 2012, the day of the winter solstice.  (The beginning year has been established as 3,114 BC, although the calendar itself wasn’t in use until 355 BC.)   It has been only recently, however, that Mayan scholars have been able to understand the significance of the year 2012.

The Mayan god Lord Pacal is equated with the sun and is portrayed on his famous sarcophagus lid “entering” the Sacred Tree that sprouts from his navel.  Mayan myth holds that creation took place at a celestial crossroads, represented by their Sacred Tree.  Scholars have only recently determined its location to be where the ecliptic and the center of the Milky Way intersect in the night’s sky, currently in the constellation of Sagittarius.  On December 21, 2012 our sun (and thereby Lord Pacal) will be positioned exactly at this “crossroads” in the heavens.

It is at this point of intersection that the Dark Rift begins (or ends); this is a dark and winding portion of the sky where an interstellar gas cloud obscures the stars behind it.  The ancient Mayans called it the “Black Road,” and whenever a planet, the sun, or the moon entered this dark cleft at the exact center of our galaxy, the Galactic Equator, the entrance to the underworld was opened.

On December 31, 2012 the Mayan calendar actually resets to the year “0,” indicating the beginning of a new era as well as marking the passing of the old one.  The significance of this to the Mayans was that on the winter solstice of 2012 their sun god will return to the exact point of creation, but in doing so he will first have to go down the Black Road and enter the underworld.  The “underworld” has been associated with death since the beginning of recorded time, and the winter solstice with the renewal of the life cycle.

In the approaching celestial event of 2012, we see the coming together of two powerful and universal concepts, death and rebirth.  From our vantage point here on Earth, the sun is returning to the Galactic center which, in the Mayan view, is the source of creation.  But before we humans can undergo the “rebirth” suggested by this astronomical conjunction, we first must enter the underworld (walk down the Black Road) and experience a “death” of some sort, either physical or metaphorical.

If 2012 marks the beginning of a new era for mankind, as the ancient Maya foretold, then it seems to come at about the same “End Time” that millions the world over see prophesied in their religious scriptures.  And it can’t be a coincidence that we’re also transitioning astrologically into the Age of Aquarius.

The enlightened Aquarian Age will leave little or no room for Nazi ideology.  It may be that the agenda of Odessa, now identical with Majestic’s, is to delay or prevent the start of the new era, much as Hitler had tried to prevent the start of winter in Russia.  This is impossible, of course.  One cannot stop the Precession of the Equinoxes, even by force of magick.  However the Nazis may be forcing a change in the cosmic plan for Earth, nonetheless.

During the same lecture in which Dolores Cannon told her audience of what her Alien contacts had said about karmic lessons and fear, she presented a slide to the audience showing a drawing of the Earth splitting in two, much like an ameba in the middle of asexual reproduction.  When the image flashed on the screen Cynthia, a fellow Experiencer who was sitting beside me, let out a little shriek of recognition.  “I was shown that same thing by my ETs,” she whispered to me.

Ms. Cannon went on to explain.  The ETs have said that Earth will split into two worlds.  An Ethereal Earth, she was told, will materialize on the next higher plane of existence, while the physical Earth will remain in this material realm.  She went on to say that the souls inhabiting the new Ethereal Earth will transform into Ethereal Beings, while those who remain on the physical Earth will be left as they are.  Although she didn’t mention 2012, the impression the audience was left with was that a major “interdimensional event” was going to soon usher in a new age for mankind.

It may be that in this way everyone will get what they want.  Higher Beings will welcome the transformation of a large portion of the population of this planet to their ranks on the Ethereal Plane, and the Nazis get to continue to pursue their harsh vision of reality in this physical universe, but on a greatly depopulated planet.

It seems, though, that the ETs have a backup plan in case those humans left on the physical Earth later become extinct.  In her book The Custodians: Beyond Abduction, Ms. Cannon published transcripts of conversations she has had with ETs, some of them recorded in the presence of other UFO researchers.  She described being told of a planet being prepared to host a transplanted human civilization, for just that eventuality.⁷⁴

Besides the founding of the CIA by those “Paperclip” Nazis, 1947 was a hugely significant year for other reasons.  It was the year that a businessman and amateur pilot named Kenneth Arnold reported seeing nine flying disks near Mount Rainier.  His description ignited worldwide interest in what had before been only a military problem.

A month later a disk crashed in the vicinity of Roswell, New Mexico, with bodies and wreckage recovered in what would later prove to be the best documented case of a UFO crash and retrieval on record.  According to Colonel Philip Corso, technology taken from the crash site was released into US industry and resulted in such things as the first transistor and later, fiber optics.

In 1947 the United Nations was founded in San Francisco and shortly afterward its General Assembly created the state of Israel, resulting in unending strife in the Middle East ever since.  It was also the year the “Dead Sea” Scrolls were discovered in several caves, near an ancient Jewish settlement on the west bank of that great salt lake.

1947 is special for another reason.  It was the year I was born.  Now, a lifetime later, all the forces that were put into play in that pivotal year are coming together in what looks like will be an apocalyptic climax, and I seem to have a front row seat to watch it all.  I can’t wait to see the credits roll after the spectacle ends, when the sun sets on the last day of the Mayan Calendar.

I’ll be standing on the beach.  Where will you be?

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74    Dolores Cannon; The Custodians: Beyond Abduction, Huntsville, AR: Ozark Mountain Publishers, 1999.

TOMORROW’S POST: “Closing Statement”

(From Pages 325 – 327 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

Although the original Majestic-12 Committee was formed by Presidential order in 1947 and composed of prominent names from the military and academia of that time, it has undoubtedly evolved since then.  In the beginning, the responsibility for gathering information on UFOs was naturally given to the newly created United States Air Force.  It wasn’t long however, before the CIA took over the collection, storage and evaluation of all things having to do with UFOs or their occupants.

It was a logical decision to make.  The CIA was then (as it is now) well versed in keeping secrets, clandestine activity being their specialty.  Although the Air Force was well disciplined, too many people in the loop were viewing the whole affair as a scientific mystery to be openly investigated, instead of something to be covered up and studied in secret.  Choice cases of UFO sightings were being funneled to Major Donald Keyhoe (USMC, Retired) and he was writing books on the subject.  It had to stop.  The transfer appears to have taken place in 1956.  At that point, though, who was really in control of the UFO situation, Majestic or the Agency, which now had exclusive access to the biggest secret ever?

Remember information is a valuable commodity, and information about the Alien presence on Earth is the most valuable of all.  Not only did the CIA now have access to this information, they in fact controlled access for everyone else including the President, and even the Majestic-12 Committee.  By the sheer fact that they alone received all new information on UFOs, raw from the field, meant that the Agency was now in a position to manipulate that information in any manner its secret inner core of Nazis chose, before it passed it along to others.  That one act of securing all things UFO-related under the umbrella of the CIA made it the most powerful organization in the world.

To summarize a history that is well documented, after World War II hardcore Nazis were clandestinely let into America and allowed to take control of the OSS.  When that wartime intelligence service morphed into the peacetime CIA, they took over that super-secret agency as well.  The CIA, with its Nazi inner core, seized control of the UFO situation when it was given responsibility for the collection of all UFO-related information from the Air Force.  Now at that point, it would have been natural to start replacing Committee members, as they retired one by one, with Company insiders.73  By now the Fourth Reich is undoubtedly in full control of Majestic and is continuing their secret global war against the Forces of Light.  That war includes stealing elections worldwide, undermining real democratic governments when they do get elected, and subverting the will of the people wherever it’s directed against the interests of the Black Lodge.

Higher Beings from the Ethereal Plane have entered our reality to rally the Forces of Light by inducing a spiritual Awakening in millions of selected individuals.  Frontal assaults on the Forces of Darkness have almost always been deflected, either by overt assassinations (like those of President John F. Kennedy, his brother Robert and Martin Luther King, Jr.), or covert sabotage of private aircraft (such as likely took the lives of UN Secretary Dag Hammarskjold, Panamanian President Omar Torrijos and US Senator Paul Wellstone).  No, effective change must come from the grassroots and in overwhelming numbers.

There’s a new wrinkle though.  Time may be running out.  The new Aquarian Age is officially scheduled to begin on December 21, 2012.

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73    The CIA was nicknamed “The Company” by its employees.

TOMORROW’S POST: “1947 to 2012: The Final Curtain”

(From Pages 321 – 325 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

With the defeat of Nazi Germany, and later the surrender of Imperial Japan, the real malevolence that those two regimes embodied was quickly forgotten.  The good guys had won and the bad guys had lost, and that was that.  What no one noticed was that a Trojan Horse had been “let through the gate,” allowing hardcore Nazis to enter the United States in direct violation of a Presidential order.  The Forces of Darkness could now continue their war against the Forces of Light, staging their attacks from within the very country that had defeated them on the battlefield.  It was now a clandestine war, to be fought in secret, but that was okay because those same Nazis were put in charge of America’s secrets!

The ink was hardly dry on Germany’s surrender papers when the Nazi Secret Service was imported wholly and intact into the Office of Strategic Services (OSS) by Allan Dulles.  Dulles had just taken control of that wartime intelligence agency from “Wild” Bill Donavan after hostilities ended.  Later, in 1947, it morphed into the CIA, keeping its secret Nazi connections intact.

Reinhard Gehlen was the SS General who had been in charge of Nazi Intelligence during the war, and it was he with whom Dulles negotiated.  The two men trusted each other implicitly, so much so that their contract, according to Gehlen, was completely verbal, sealed with only a handshake, and nothing in writing.  In an interview, Gehlen gave details of the agreement.  Gehlen and his clandestine intelligence agents throughout Europe and the Soviet Union would continue their activities against the Communists.  They would share the information they gathered with the Americans, but Gehlen’s organization “was to work not for or under the Americans, but jointly with the Americans.”  His operation was to be financed completely by the Americans, and “not to be a part of occupation costs.”  And finally, if at any time, in the opinion of Gehlen’s group, the interests of America should differ from “German” interests, it was to be understood that “the organization would consider the interests of Germany first.”  For “German,” read “Nazi,” and for “Germany,” read “The Fourth Reich,” which was to rise from the ashes of the Third.

Gehlen wasn’t just the head of Nazi intelligence.  After the war he was charged by the Nazi hierarchy, who by that time were directing operations from their new bases in South America, with protecting “Odessa,” an acronym for “Organization of Veterans of the SS.”  The word “Odessa” has since come to mean “The Fourth Reich” and is comprised of the few original Nazis who might still be alive, their descendants and new converts to the cause.

Dulles “sanitized” Gehlen and his agents of their Nazi past through a project called, “Operation Paperclip,” whereby personnel files that were tagged with a paperclip as the secret code were rewritten, and carefully retyped, to delete any mention of past Nazi connections.  This was done in direct violation of an Executive Order issued by President Truman, which stipulated that all former members of the Nazi Party were to be barred admittance to the United States.

After the war, I suspect that the surviving monks of that Tibetan Black Lodge in Berlin were brought to the US by their Nazi patrons, as part of the same handshake deal negotiated between Dulles and Gehlen.  Jim Keith believed that those black monks might account for some of the early descriptions of “Men in Black,” who were said to be Oriental-looking.⁶⁸

From the beginning, the CIA was nothing more than a cover for Nazi activities.  Historian Carl Ogleby wrote, “Thus, whatever the CIA was from the standpoint of the law, it remained from the standpoint of practical intelligence collection a front for a house of Nazi spies.”⁶⁹  Gehlen’s intelligence gathering for the Americans consisted of feeding our military inflated reports of Russia’s threat to Western Europe.  This ignited and sustained the Cold War, which Gehlen used as a cover for his activities on behalf of Odessa.⁷⁰

Lest you consider that these were repentant “former” Nazis who had seen the error of their ways, consider Rudolf Hermann who, while assigned to Wright Field, would each day hold a roll call of his men while dressed in a brown uniform and lecture them openly about the necessity of remaining loyal to Hitler.⁷¹  The fact that he was allowed to make these speeches on a military base day after day, without censure, speaks volumes as to how protected these hardcore Nazis were, and I would argue that their second and third-generation descendants still are.  (It should be noted that Wright Field, now known as Wright/Patterson Air Force Base, would later receive the wreckage from a saucer that crashed outside Roswell, New Mexico in 1947.)

In addition to Gehlen and his network of spies, hundreds of Nazis scientists were “given the paperclip,” and allowed to enter the United States to work on our fledgling rocket program, and later our race to the Moon against the Soviets.  Not only was the CIA created with Nazis, so was NASA, our super space agency.  And it didn’t stop there.  According to Jim Keith, Nazis were also employed in founding the Voice of America, and Radio Liberty, as well as the US Army Historical Division.  And to secure their secret dominance over America, hardcore Nazis were even used to fill top positions at the Pentagon and in private industry.72

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⁶⁸    Jim Keith, Casebook on the Men in Black, Lilburn, GA: IllumiNet Press, 1997, p. 35.

⁶⁹    Keith, Mind Control and UFOs: Casebook on Alternative 3, Kempton, IL: Adventures Unlimited Press, 1999, rpt. 2005, p. 47.

⁷⁰    The Military-Industrial complex that Eisenhower warned us about also used these decades of heightened international tensions to gain and keep control of America’s economy.

71    Keith, Mind Control, p. 48.

72    Ibid., p. 48.

 TOMORROW’S POST: “Operation Paperclip: America’s Trojan Horse (Part Two)”

(From Pages 317 – 321 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

From my vantage point as an occultist and Ritual Magician, I’ve come to understand that World War II was this long-prophesied “showdown” between good and evil here on Earth.  This is not to imply that I think that an Armageddon was something destined to happen.  As I said, evil exists because man is capable of evil.  So therefore evil could not confront the Forces of Light unless man, with his capacity for free choice, led the charge.  The future is never written, until the choices are made.  No, the biblical Armageddon came about because Hitler worked to fulfill the prophecy.  There is ample evidence that he thought himself to be the Anti-Christ.

Dr. Walter Stein, who was a member of the Thule Society, told Trevor Ravenscroft that Eckart, along with a few select others from the inner circle, had held several séances to prepare for the coming of a German Messiah.  “Eckart already belonged to the Thule Society when Hitler appeared on the scene,” Stein said.  “It was Dietrich Eckart who first promoted Hitler as the long-awaited Messiah.”

According to Rauschning, Hitler told Nietzsche’s brother-in-law, Bernhard Förster, that “When the time came, Hitler would bring the world a new religion . . . Hitler would be the first to achieve what Christianity was meant to have been, a joyous message that liberated men from the things that burdened their life.  We should no longer have any fear of death and should lose the fear of a bad conscience. [emphasis mine]”

Hitler thought the Jewish people to be the source of what we would consider to be humanity’s virtues, but which he believed corrupted Man and prevented his transformation into a Higher Being.  He once told Rauschning that he believed the Jew to be the embodiment of all things evil, including a conscience, intelligence and the pursuit of absolute truth.  “We are at the end of the Age of Reason,” Hitler told him.  “The intellect has grown autocratic, and has become a disease of life . . . Conscience is a Jewish invention.  It is a blemish, like circumcision.  A new age of Magic interpretation of the world is coming, of interpretation in terms of the Will and not the intelligence.  There is no such thing as truth, either in the moral or in the scientific sense.  The new man would be the antithesis of the Jew.”65  While considering Hitler’s self-image as the Anti-Christ and his hatred of everything Jewish, keep in mind that Jesus was a Jewish rabbi and that Christianity took much of its values from Judaism.

In their conversations about the Nazi quest for the Holy Grail, Hitler added uniquely Christian evils to the list.  “The real virtues of the Grail were common to all the best Aryan peoples,” Hitler told Rauschning.66  “Christianity only added the seeds of decadence such as forgiveness, self-abnegation, weakness, false humility and the very denial of the evolutionary laws of survival of the fittest, the most courageous and talented.”  (Hitler was very much a “social Darwinist.”)

In the last days of the war, when every thinking person in Germany knew the end was near, Himmler held a meeting of his staff.  He reassured them that Germany would prevail in the end, and then made a statement that many in attendance later admitted they just didn’t understand.  Their real enemy, he told them, was not England or America or even Russia.  It was Christianity, he said.

The inner circle of the SS is known to have performed anti-Christian magick rituals, including one called the Ceremonies of the Stifling Air, where they took “irreversible vows” of servitude to Lucifer.  A Black Mass was also conducted where Hitler’s own blood was used as the holy sacrament.

Ravenscroft, in his occult classic The Spear of Destiny,67 describes how according to legend the spear that pierced the side of The Christ is held to have magical powers that render anyone who carries it invincible.  Hitler made it a top priority of his to obtain it, and as soon as his armies had secured Austria he personally headed straight to the Treasure House of the Hapsburg family in Vienna, where it was housed, and took possession.  Aside from any supposed powers it may have, anyone considering himself to be an Anti-Christ would certainly want to hold in his hands the spear that was said to have cut the side and spilled the blood of his adversary.

And finally, the Book of Revelation talks about The Christ reigning for a thousand years after his second coming.  Hitler in an obvious comparison of himself with the biblical Messiah said that his Third Reich would last a thousand years.

World War II was a struggle between the forces of real evil and those who would oppose them.  It was the first war that was truly global in scope, and the consequence of failure for either side was unthinkable.  The outcome would decide the spiritual path that mankind would follow for a millennium afterwards.  It was a real Armageddon, in every sense of the word.

All good people knew it was a war that could not be lost.  They fought hard to defeat the Axis Powers, but as the nations of the world were rejoicing in their victory, the evil that appeared to be so thoroughly vanquished was secretly establishing itself in the heartland of its enemy, brought in through the back door by traitorous Nazi sympathizers.

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65   Dusty Sklar, The Nazis and the Occult, New York, NY: Dorset Press 1977, pp. 57-58.

66    For an occultist, the search for the Holy Grail is a symbol for one’s personal path of “spiritual transformation.” For Hitler, that transformation was the physical, genetic mutation of Aryan man into Aryan superman.

67    Trevor Ravenscroft, The Spear of Destiny, York Beach, MN: Samuel Weiser, Inc. [Estate of Trevor Ravenscroft], 1973.

TOMORROW’S POST: Operation Paperclip: America’s Trojan Horse

(From Pages 312 – 317 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

The twentieth century brought forth a great struggle between the Light and the Dark when Adolph Hitler rose to absolute power in Germany and almost succeeded in his attempt to dominate the world.  What only a few people understood at the time, and what was never publicly acknowledged, was the fact that the Nazi hierarchy, including Hitler himself, was deeply involved in the practice of Black Magick.

During the 1920s as a young man, Hitler came under the influence of Germany’s darkest occultists, members of the Thule Society and its inner circle of Black Magicians called “The Luminous Lodge,” although amongst themselves these Magicians referred to their order as the “Vril Society”⁵⁶

A major influence on Hitler was Dietrich Eckardt, leader of the Vril Society, who established the future Fuhrer as a Black Magician through a ritual of initiation, using the Astrological Magick of a ninth century sadist called Landulf II of Capua.  Hitler later believed himself to be the reincarnation of this black soul.  On his deathbed, surrounded by his fellow Magicians, Eckardt was quoted as saying the following, “Follow Hitler.  He will dance, but it is I who called the tune.  We have given him the means of communicating with Them.  Do not mourn for me: I shall have influenced history more than any other German [emphasis mine].”⁵⁷  After Eckardt’s death, the mantle passed to Karl Haushofer as he assumed the duties of the “Secret Master.”

In 1928 this same circle of Black Magicians sponsored the opening in Berlin of a chapter of Agarthi, one of the Tibetan Black Lodges, which helped magically to bring about the rise of the Nazi party.58  Hitler was often seen visiting one Tibetan monk called “The Man with the Green Gloves,” who was reported to be psychic and to hold the “keys to the Kingdom of Agarthi.”⁵⁹

With their practice of Black Magick, the Nazis most certainly caught the attention of very dark, Interdimensional Beings.60  This was undoubtedly their intent, as the purpose of magick (black, white or gray) is to illicit the help of the appropriate gods or goddesses in “The Work” at hand.⁶¹  The magical work that the Nazis hoped to achieve was to bring about a genetic mutation in the “elect” of the human race, to create on Earth a new breed of demigods that would be the equal of those dark entities they called upon in magick ritual.  The Beings that responded to their calls for assistance were cruel and commanding, more so than even Hitler seemed to have anticipated.  Hermann Rauschning, the Nazi Governor of Danzig, quoted Hitler as saying, “I will tell you a secret.  I have seen the New Man and he is intrepid and cruel.  I was afraid of him.”62

The struggle between the Forces of Light and the Forces of Darkness, which had gone on for so long on Earth, finally spilled over onto the Ethereal Plane when the Black Magicians of the vril made contact with Them. The “Them” to whom Eckardt referred on his deathbed are the dark Beings that reside on that higher plane of existence.63  Against this backdrop of Nazi Black Magick, the genocide of six million Jews, gypsies, homosexuals and other “undesirables” in the gas chambers of their death camps can be seen as a gigantic “human sacrifice,” meant to magically reverse the tide of war for Germany.

After the quick successes of his military campaigns in Europe, Hitler stumbled badly in Russia.  He invaded in the fall without the clothing or supplies necessary to endure the coming winter.  While Napoleon had underestimated the brutality of Russian winters when he invaded, Hitler believed that by sheer force of Will (released through Ritual Magick) the winter season could be prevented from even starting.  But like so many Black Magicians before him, Hitler in his arrogance and pride had overestimated his power and underestimated the forces allied against him.

In the winter of 1942 when he ordered Himmler to begin the extermination of all Jews living in Nazi-occupied territory, Hitler was bogged down in Russia on one side and still fighting the British on the other.  He knew Japan was about to bring America into the war, and his treaty with that ally meant that he would soon be fighting on three fronts.  The burnt offering of millions of sacrificial victims, their smoke billowing up into the heavens from dozens of smokestacks like some ghastly human incense, was meant to entreat the help of those Ethereal Beings who are attracted by horrific expressions from the darkest of souls.

Christianity has long held that the “End Times” will feature an ultimate battle, an Armageddon, between the Forces of Light and the Forces of Darkness.  Christians aren’t the only ones to hold such a belief, however.  A similar Armageddon-like scenario is thought to be imminent by millions of faithful in Tibet and Mongolia.  In Tibet, the “King of the World” is expected to rise up from the mythical land of Shamballa and slay the wicked in order to usher in a Golden Age for mankind.  The Buddhist Lamas of Mongolia echo their brethren in Tibet, but say that the world’s monarch lives in Agarthi, an underground kingdom spanning most of Asia.64  Both devout Jews and Moslems alike believe that a Messiah will soon arrive to do essentially the same thing.

From my vantage point as an occultist and Ritual Magician, I’ve come to understand that World War II was this long-prophesied “showdown” between good and evil here on Earth. {To be continued.}

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56    When membership in the Thule Society swelled with too many new members unschooled in the art of Ritual Magick, its founding members formed the Luminous Lodge as an inner circle of working Ritual Magicians and, when that in turn became too big, the elite of that group again spun off, forming the “The Order of the Black Sun.” The “vril” is originally from a novel written in the nineteenth century called The Coming Race by an English occultist named Baron Edward Bulwer-Lytton.  It has since become known in occult circles as a vast reservoir of energy that springs from Man’s potential divinity. Whoever masters the vril, according to the legend, will become master of himself, then of all men, and finally of the world. Bulwer-Lytton is more widely known as the author of The Last Days of Pompeii.

57    Louis Pauwels and Jacques Bergier, Morning of the Magicians, Paris: Editions Gallimard, 1960; New York, NY: Avon Books, 1963, p. 276.

58 The remaining Lodges of Tibet, both Light and Dark, were ruthlessly stamped out in the 1950s when the Communist Chinese came to power. This leaves the Berlin Lodge, or what it has since morphed into, as the only known remaining repository of the arcane knowledge of those ancient secret societies. A few surviving members of one of the Lodges of the White Brotherhood are rumored to have fled to the United States, but such reports may be more wishful thinking than anything credible.

59    Allen H. Greenfield, Secret Cipher of the UFOnauts, Lilburn, GA: IllumiNet Press, 1994, p. 85.

⁶⁰    It is these IDs to whom Eckardt must have referred when he said that Hitler had been given the means to communicate with “Them.”

 ⁶¹    The connection between Higher Beings (both light and dark) and Ritual Magick is as old as magick itself. All the ancient civilizations said that they were instructed in the practice of magick by their gods. As an aside, let me say that anyone who performs a magick ritual, and does it well, will get the attention of very real unseen entities. My circle of magicians often perceives a Gray in attendance, when we draw the circle in preparation for our rituals. We were told they are watching because we create a “bubble in time” with our magick. I think that their comment was meant to imply that they do the same.

62    Pauwels and Bergier, p. 219. (Rauschning later became Hitler’s biographer with Hitler Speaks and The Beast from the Abyss.)

63   Evil exists because Man is capable of evil, just as he is capable of divinity. The evil that collects in the souls of men doesn’t fade when they die. Some of those souls refuse to rejoin the cycle of reincarnation and, by their force of will, stay on the Ethereal Plane. It was these dark, Interdimensional Beings with whom the Nazis first made contact.

64 Mark Amaru Pinkham, “The Return of the King of the World”, Livingston, MT: Atlantis Rising, July/August 2007.

TOMORROW’S POST: “The Nazi–Occult Connection & WWII as Armageddon (Part Two)

(From Pages 311 – 312 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

Throughout Man’s time on Earth, there have been those who were able to communicate with Higher Beings.  These people became our prophets and seers and provided much of the source material for Earth’s religions.  They later became known as the Ascended Masters, and included in their ranks are Moses, Jesus, Mohammed and Buddha.  The mission of these inspired humans was to motivate others to adopt higher standards of personal conduct and to promote spiritual growth, so that mankind could evolve to a higher consciousness.  Today their spiritual descendants, collectively known as the White Brotherhood, continue to work toward that goal.

Formed in direct opposition to these efforts were the Black Lodges, the only surviving Lodge now likely residing in the United States.  (More on that later.)  Its mandate is to keep us in a materialistic state of spiritual stagnation so as to prevent Man’s transformation into a Higher Being, and to subvert the people’s will to resist control by those who would be their masters.  Both the White Brotherhood and the Black Lodge use Ritual Magick to further their respective causes, and the two factions have fought each other, trading victories and defeats back and forth, throughout the ages.

TOMORROW’S POST: “The Nazi–Occult Connection & WWII as Armageddon (Part One)”

(From Pages 309 – 311 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

On July 25, 1952, the Washington DC Daily News sported the rather lengthy headline, “Defense Department Orders Jets to Shoot Down UFOs Which Refuse to Land When Ordered to Do So.”  At least as early as 1952, the US Military was reacting hostilely to UFOs, and relations between the two factions have not improved since then.

The United States is at war with the ETs.  Of that there is no doubt, and it is a shooting war.  The details, though, aren’t clear.  There are many stories of hostilities, ranging from ETs shooting down civilian airliners, to Grays being gunned down on the tarmac of an air force base after their saucer had landed.  Unfortunately it’s next to impossible to separate the truth from out-and-out lies and disinformation (a combination of both truth and lies).  Hard evidence of the war between our military and the ETs is very difficult to come by, but there is some.

There is a video in circulation (the NASA STS-48 video), supposedly taken by the space shuttle in September of 1991, which shows a laser-like shot being fired in the upper atmosphere at a UFO that suddenly shoots off into space to avoid being hit. Some say that this proves the existence of clandestine “Star Wars” technology that has already been deployed militarily.  If the video is authentic, then it confirms that Reagan’s push for “Star Wars” was not about shooting down incoming nuclear missiles, but shooting down Alien aircraft.  This also makes sense when considering his public statements about the peoples of the Earth uniting together to fight an invasion from outer space.

With his impressive volume MAJIC Eyes Only, Ryan Wood has done yeoman work in compiling information on 74 different UFO crash events from around the world.  (I love reference books, and this is a good resource.)  Such a high number of downed Alien craft can’t be explained away as accidents, or as the unfortunate result of flying in thunderstorms.  Majestic is shooting down UFOs at every opportunity.

In her book, Lost Was the Key, Leah A. Haley describes a dream-like memory she has of being interrogated by the military after they shot down a flying disk, in which she happened to be at the time.  Standing on the beach after the crash landing, she saw a solder carrying off a gray who pleaded for her help telepathically, before she was forced to leave the scene with men in uniform.

In her sequel, Unlocking Alien Closets: Abductions, Mind Control, and Spirituality, Ms. Haley reprints part of a letter she wrote as a reply to a set of questions she received in the mail.  In it she said, “There are many dedicated UFO/abduction researchers who agree that the phenomenon is tied to spiritual warfare, but you won’t hear much about it from them when they’re [behind] a podium because they fear they’ll lose their credibility.”  And then in the last paragraph of her book, she writes, “My findings confirm what I suspected a decade ago: a spiritual war is taking place on Earth.  Alien experiencers and CHEOP experiencers are right in the line of fire.”⁵⁵

I concur with her assessment, and with my background in Ritual Magick I happen to be in a unique position to understand the nature of the forces at work here.  This is a war between the “White Brotherhood” and “The Black Lodge,” and its origins go back to the beginning of recorded time.

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55    CHEOP is Leah Haley’s acronym for “Covert Human Experimentation Operatives.”

TOMORROW’S POST: “A Brief History of the War between The Light and The Dark”

(From Pages 304 – 308 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

There is an old saying in occult circles that goes, “As above, so below.”⁵⁴  Now that my experience with different species includes those that are more advanced than me, as well as those that are less advanced, I have begun to appreciate the meaning of that phrase in ways I never have before.  Let me explain.

Ever since my Awakening began and I came to realize that I was in contact with Beings more powerful than myself, I’ve tried to better understand the lower life forms with whom I share this planet.  There is no better place to begin that understanding than with one’s own pets.  If you don’t have one I suggest you remedy that situation, especially if you live alone.  Everyone should come home to a heartbeat.

I’ve already recounted the explorations of my pet rat, Nicodemus, in my essay Of Rats and Men.  Now let me tell you about the two cats I presently own (or I should say, who own me).  As any pet owner will agree, our pets are our children, not in the genetic sense of course, but in the nature of the relationship we have with them.  Animal psychologists tell us that dogs and cats are roughly equivalent in intellectual development to that of a three-year-old human child.  Unlike humans, though, they never grow up.  They’re forever young, a mixed blessing for them and those that care for them.

I’ve raised both of my cats from kittenhood.  (You can see their photos at the end of the book.)  It was years after Nicky passed on, when I rescued Pywacket from the streets as a four-month-old feral stray.  His disposition is sometimes so dark that I register him as “Darth Pywacket” when I take him to the vet, more as a warning than a joke.  The other, Charlie, is named for her “Charlie Chaplin” mustache.  I retrieved her from the pound to be a companion for Pywacket after he had grown to adulthood.  I believe everything that lives, whether plant or animal, needs contact with its own species.

Both of my felines have taught me a lot, but in the beginning it was just Pywacket and me.  He responded to my love, but he was wild and reluctant to accept my authority, whenever I had to scold him.  There was a particular problem with my stereo speakers.  He wanted to shred them.

I don’t clip the claws of my cats, even though they never go outside.  I realized that I would be interfering with their basic self-image as felines, if I did.  To take away Pywacket’s main identifier as a hunter would make him feel vulnerable and reduce his status in the natural order of things to that of prey, at least in his mind.

Not only was Pywacket’s sense of self-worth at stake, but also his right of free choice.  You might ask, “Can an animal that is driven largely by instinct exercise free choice?”  I would answer that all mammals learn by making decisions, acting on those decisions and evaluating the results.  Even the dumbest animal won’t keep doing the same thing over and over again, if doesn’t produce the result it wants.  Humans, of course, are the exception that proves the rule, but even then such behavior is often used as the very definition of insanity.

 “Fight or Flight” is an instinct that developed in all animal species to help insure their survival.  In humans, it can now be consciously overridden.  Whenever confronted with a perceived threat, we don’t have to do either.  We learned that we have another option, negotiation.  By not running away or fighting, we as human beings forced within ourselves the creation of a whole new way of behaving, thereby making civilization possible.  We didn’t have to react in the same way every time.  We evolved.

I decided to allow Pywacket the opportunity to evolve by either shredding my speakers, or choosing to live in a civilized environment (my apartment).  Now many years later, with the aid of my patient nature and large quantities of unconditional love, Pywacket is at long last a civilized cat, although the battle for my speakers was lost long ago.  An equitable trade, though, I do believe.  I just hope that the Higher Beings who are trying to civilize me are as patient with my stubbornness.

This might be a good place to talk about how those Higher Beings choose to interact with us lower ones.  I have come to understand that the Grays have a basic underlying precept when it comes to how they treat humans.  It’s as if they’ve taken our “Golden Rule” and applied it to us.  “Do unto them,” they reason, “as they do unto others” – or for the Pagans in the audience, “As they are below, so we will be from above.”

If you treat the world around you and those who have less power than you with the attitude that you have the right to control what is within your grasp, then expect the Grays to act in the same manner when they interact with you.  If the concerns of others don’t concern you, then don’t expect them to care much about how you react to their intrusions.  Respect needs to be earned, and they won’t give theirs unless they feel it’s deserved.  Remember that these are Higher Beings from the Ethereal Plane (“angels,” if you will), who program our very lives as part of the process of reincarnation.  Unless shown to be otherwise, to them you’re basically as an animal is to a zookeeper, an important one to be sure or you would not have their attention, but not yet considered civilized enough to warrant their respect.  If, however, you’re deemed to be considerate of the feelings of others and thought to treat people fairly, then you can expect the Grays to treat you in like manner, as they prepare you for the work ahead.

That “work” is likely to be the reason you were born at this particular time, and it’s an important reason to be sure.  Higher Beings don’t cross dimensions to wake up specific individuals on this little dirtball for frivolous reasons.  If you’ve been Awakened, then they have something important to tell you.  I suggest that you stop what you’re doing and listen.

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⁵⁴    The original phrasing of that occult truism is attributed to a mythical author named Hermes Trismegistus, who is said to have authored the 42 books of sacred occult knowledge and wisdom called The Hermetica, written between the third century BC and the first century AD. The Emerald Tablet, considered to be the most important volume, has this to say: “That which is above is like that which is below and that which is below is like that which is above, to achieve the wonders of the one thing.” The text goes on to explain, “This is the foundation of astrology and alchemy: that the microcosm of mankind and the earth is a reflection of the macrocosm of God and the heavens.”

TOMORROW’S POST: “It’s a Shooting War”

(From Pages 244 – 245 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

I Led Three Lives

During the cold war paranoia of the 1950s, there was a popular TV show called I Led Three Lives.  It was based upon the best-selling autobiography by Herbert Philbrick.  Besides being a respected member of his community, he was also a member of a clandestine Communist cell that was intent upon undermining our government and our American way of life.  In addition, he was an undercover agent for the FBI, assigned to infiltrate and report on the activities of the Communist Party in America.  Needless to say, he had a very stressful life.

Like Herbert Philbert, I also led three lives.  I, too, am a respected member of my community.  I have an ex-wife and daughter who both trust me and believe me to be a kind and gentle person, if occasionally delusional.  I pay my taxes, and I go to work every day so that I can.

Also like Mr. Philbert, my second life is a secret from those who think that they know me, my neighbors and the people at work.  They don’t know about my second “job,” the one I go to in the middle of the night when everyone else is sleeping.

In my third life, however, Mr. Philbert and I part company.  As an FBI agent, he was fighting what we as a country perceived to be our worst enemy at the time, Communism.  He was someone whom kids like me wanted to grow up to be like.  Now, as an adult the tables are turned and I find that I’m an enemy of the state.³⁴ 

Just like the Communists in that old TV show, to our government Experiencers are a fifth column of subversives whose minds are controlled, not by a foreign ideology but by something much more “foreign” – by Space Aliens preparing to take over Earth!

At least that’s probably what they tell the agents they assigned to monitor and harass UFO Experiencers like ourselves.

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34    Enemy of the State, a good movie starring Will Smith and Gene Hackman about how the National Security Agency (NSA) can track anyone, anywhere and destroy their life with impunity. I was told that the surveillance technology depicted in the movie was already twenty years out of date in 1998, the year it was filmed.

TOMORROW’S POST: “As Above, So Below”

(From Pages 241 – 244 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

To Laugh or To Cry

As Experiencers, what do we feel when we watch the latest media offering, based upon what most of the world regards as bad joke, and what we know to be the fantastic truth?  We know that flying saucers are real, not just unexplained lights in the sky, but real vehicles piloted by real beings not of this time and space.  We know that real people are being abducted/visited, because we are those people.  We know that we’re not a joke, even if the rest of the world thinks we are.  So how are we to react to the barrage of movies and TV shows that exploit us for their profit?

I don’t know.  I guess it depends on how one personally feels about their adventure.  It is an adventure, isn’t it?  We wake up one morning and find that we’re in the middle of a bad science fiction movie.  But, unlike most people, we can’t change channels or get up and leave the theatre.  Our movie continues to play each night, scene by scene, and we can’t begin to guess the ending.  There are many times when I want to jump up and yell, “Cut,” but then I remember that it’s not a movie and that I can’t stop it and that I have to sit down and take it.

For some of us, our movie takes on the plot twists of a spy thriller.  When I find that my phone is tapped, that my apartment is routinely entered by “human” intruders (usually toward the end of every month) and that my computer is tampered with (viruses inserted into the system without ever going online), believe me when I say that I really would like to be able to turn off the TV and forget about it, but then there is that annoying little detail.  I can’t, because it isn’t a movie.  It’s all f***ing real!

So maybe I do get a little defensive when I see what the media does to us.  Any comic can get a cheap laugh at our expense and everyone is trying to make money by keeping the joke alive.  Be it Independence Day, Dark Skies, Men in Black, or Third Rock from the Sun, I just can’t get into the spirit.

Independence Day was very well done, I must admit.  I was grateful that it was written as a big comic book, with the President of the United States flying off to lead the last decisive battle. But I cringed when everyone laughed and made fun of the abducted bush pilot.  I felt he should have aimed his guns at his earthly tormentors, instead of at the Aliens.  (In real life, I’ve had my Alien contacts do me more good than the human intrusions I’ve had to suffer.)

Dark Skies mixed a lot of truth with their dark plot lines.  Again, I had mixed feelings.  It was refreshing to see some of the conspiracies, which I now know to be real, portrayed as such.  But here again, as in Independence Day, the Aliens are evil.  Our government is also evil, but is supposed to be the lesser of the two.  Why, because it’s the home team?

So am I now supposed to root for the real “Men in Black”?  I don’t think so.  Not when I’ve been on the receiving end of their amusing little antics, like smearing the inside of my shower curtain with blood and bits of intestine.  Harmless prank, or an attempt to unhinge me mentally so that no one, not even my closest family or friends, could possibly believe anything I might say on the subject of UFOs?

It’s just a twist on what they used to routinely do to policemen and airline pilots who reported their close encounters.  But why just circulate reports of mental instability (which may or may not be believed), when you might achieve the real thing with a few well-timed shocks?  (Anyone ever see the move, Gaslight?)32  Someone asked me the other day if I watch The X-Files.  I replied, “No, because I live The X-Files.”  I can’t root for our side anymore, whether they’re fantasy heroes or the real Majestic-12 Committee.

What can I say about Third Rock?  I suppose that if My Favorite Martian were still on the air, they’d be doing abduction jokes, too.

So, do we join the mass culture and laugh at our own expense, or sit like stuffed shirts, silent and humorless?  As for me, I can’t share in the laughter anymore, “for the world is hollow and I have touched the sky.”33 

I’m happy to report that I’ve lightened up a bit over the years, but I think at the time, I expressed what many Abductee/Experiencers feel about how the media treats us.  That, unfortunately, has not changed.

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32    Ingrid Bergman won an Oscar for her performance in the film version of the play, as the wife of a man (played by Charles Boyer) who was trying to drive her insane.

33    Ask any Star Trek fan if you don’t know the reference. It comes from the original series and an episode with that phrase as the title.  It means, “I have learned the unbelievable secret that no one else knows.”

 TOMORROW’S POST: “I Led Three Lives”

(From Pages 240 – 241 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

The following essays were written in 1995 and reflect my feelings at the time.  I wrote them to share with other Abductee/Experiencers.  Although over a decade has passed since anyone has read these pieces, I think they still have something to say to those who walk down this uncertain path.

The first, “Of Rats and Men,” pays homage to the pet I had during my Awakening process in 1994, and his unceasing desire to understand the greater reality that lay just beyond his grasp.

The second, “To Laugh, or To Cry,” expresses what I think many of us feel when we’re made the brunt of jokes and generally derided as lunatics.  That’s probably why so many people in the UFO community want some kind of official disclosure, so that they’ll be validated as not being crazy.

The last, “I Led Three Lives,” likens our new “adventurous” life to that of Herbert Philbrick, an average middle-class husband and father of the 1950s who was also a secret member of the Communist Party, and a real-life double agent for the FBI.

Of Rats and Men

I used to have a pet rat.  It was my sole companion in January of 1994, when my world began to turn upside down.  I had named him Nicodemus, after the wise old leader in the book Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH.  I kept him in an open cage, a large three-story affair.  I would cover two of the four sides and the floors with folded strips of cloth.  I positioned the cage so that the walls I made shielded the light, giving Nicky a certain amount of privacy.  The middle floor served as his inner sanctum as well as his bedroom, evidenced by the number of treasures he would hide there.

The cage stood at the end of a long dresser, high up off the floor and in the corner next to the wall.  With the cage door always open, he would come and go as he pleased.  A large towel, loosely gathered around the base of the cage, gave additional places for him to hide.

Nicodemus would often run the length of the dresser, from his little house out into the vast unknown at the other end of the dresser top, and push his nose out as far as he could to sample the air.  (Rodents are extremely near-sighted and feel vulnerable if out in the open.  They run along the walls, so as to be able to find their way home again.)  For one virtually blind, it was a considerable distance back to the safety of his cage, but he would venture out to the far edge of the dresser many times a day, in response to nothing obvious save his hunger to know what was beyond his little world.  Sometimes he would stick his nose out too far and lose his balance.  If I was in the room, I would hear the “thump” as he hit the floor, and I’d come to his rescue.  If not, I would always find Nicky close to the dresser where he had fallen, still shaking with fear.

I often wondered why he insisted on reaching beyond the safety and comfort of his nest, if he was so afraid of the unexplored world into which he would periodically fall.  Like little Nicky, I too am afraid of the unknown, and like that rat, I too want to know what’s “out there.”  I just hope there’s someone there to pick me up if I fall.

TOMORROW’S POST: “To Laugh or To Cry”

(From Pages 297 – 303 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

That our world is being visited by the Higher Beings, who program our very lives through the mechanism of reincarnation, should be sobering to all who understand this fact.  But why have they chosen this specific time to come out from behind “Death’s Great Door,” and in such great numbers?  It’s as if the Grim Reaper himself is visiting Earth.

Many different Alien programs have been identified, including the genetic sampling of all Earth’s life forms, medical examinations of selected individuals, the creation of human-Alien hybrids and, as I’ve described, karmic lessons that promote spiritual growth.  These seemingly different agendas begin to reveal a common purpose, if we consider the possibility that death on a huge scale might be in Earth’s near future.

The idea of taking DNA samples of an endangered species to preserve them for some future time when they can be “reconstituted” is now being taken seriously by Earth’s scientists.  At the Kyoto Convention in 1992, Denmark presented a paper that called for the large-scale collection of DNA samples from endangered species.  In presenting the benefits of such an ambitious program the author argued, “This permits later screening of the genetic make-up of the individual animal in the population, and can become important in the planning of breeding programmes . . .”⁵²

In 2004 BBC News Online reported on the building of a genetic Noah’s ark with this posting, “A tissue bank that will store genetic material from thousands of endangered animals has been set up in the UK.  The Frozen Ark, as it is called, will preserve animal “life codes” even after their species have become extinct.  This will allow future generations of scientists to understand long lost creatures, and may also help with the conservation programmes of tomorrow.  The project is supported by the Natural History Museum of the United Kingdom, the Zoological Society of London and Nottingham University.”⁵³

The bloodless scoop marks often found on the legs of Abductee/Experiencers after a nocturnal visit from ETs are identical in appearance to medical biopsies performed for the purpose of collecting genetic material by Earthly scientists.  Might the Grays be doing the same thing to humans, for the same reason?  {See photos of my scoop mark. – Chuck}

We often capture and tag selected members of an endangered species, so as to easily locate them again for follow-up medical exams.  These periodic “abductions” are necessary to monitor threats to their health, such as the accumulation of toxins in their system, or the progression of disease throughout the population of their species.  That medical examinations are given to Abductee/Experiencers is well known, it being one of the first Alien agendas to be identified.  Is the general health of the human species being monitored by Higher Beings, much as we monitor the health of animal populations here on Earth?

Someday, we might even try to help a few specific individuals of an endangered species to survive impending extinction by altering their DNA.  We do this now with different cash crops, so that they can better fight off natural predators, survive diseases and endure sudden changes in temperature.  That’s with plants and not with animals, I realize, but the principle is the same.  Advances in genetics are proceeding rapidly and it shouldn’t be long before we’re able to manipulate the genes of wild salmon, so that they can spawn where they are instead of having to return to their place of origin, which may or may not still exist.  In the not-to-distant future, we’ll be able to save an endangered species by genetically altering a significant portion of its population so that they can better adapt to its changing environment.  Are the ETs doing this already to selected human individuals, by manipulating their DNA, both before and after their birth?

Could it be that the ETs know something we don’t, namely that the human race is about to suffer a huge die-off in the near future?  I know that I’m going to be accused of spreading fear and negativity by asking such a question.  It is certainly not my intention to give support to the very real and dark forces loose in the world today by fear-mongering.  I only bring up the subject to urge people to prepare for that possibility.

How does one prepare for the end of the world?  Some like, Ed Dames, remote viewer and “Coast to Coast AM” celebrity, carefully select a spot on the planet they feel will offer them the best chance for survival when the “killer event” happens, and move there.  Others stockpile food and shotgun shells.  But that’s not the kind of preparation I’m suggesting, although there was a time when I gathered supplies for what I thought was going to be the end of civilization.

What I’m talking about is the need to prepare spiritually for the end of one’s life, whenever and however it comes.  One of the responsibilities of religion is to help us prepare for our mortal end, but it’s usually presented only in the abstract, as an inevitable event to be sure, but one that can be postponed to the natural end of a long and hopefully fruitful life.  I’m only saying that we might not have much time left.

At a recent UFO convention, Dolores Cannon, UFO researcher and author, spoke to a room full of interested people about what the ETs had to say on the subject.  She had been instructed by her ET contacts to tell people to do two things.  First, she was to say that all past-life karma is forgiven.  Instead, people are to concentrate on cleaning up their karma in this life.  In other words, don’t wait for tomorrow to say that you’re sorry.  Second, people should concentrate on eliminating fear from all aspects of their lives.  These two items make up the life work upon which we’re to concentrate, she said.  If these directions come from the Masters of Reincarnation, as I believe they do, then we need to listen to them and to follow their instructions carefully.

If all past-life karma is forgiven and it is now only the karma from this life that one need address, it would appear that there is a sense of urgency on the part of the ETs as relates to the spiritual development of human souls on Earth.  Is time running out?  It’s said that Earth is a school and that we’re all here to learn our karmic lessons.  Is the school shutting down?  Are we about to graduate?

The second directive is the really hard one.  While it may be difficult for most of us to say that we’re sorry when we transgress, it takes real courage to admit to oneself, despite the false front we put up for other people to see, that deep down inside we’re really afraid.  Fear is the big nut to crack.  It is the root of all things negative and only serves to stifle our spiritual growth and limit our potential.  The only positive thing that can be said about fear is that we become stronger by overcoming it.

It is said that the ultimate root of all fear is the fear of death.  As I explained earlier, I teach selected students the art of Ritual Magick.  At some point during their training, I ask them how it would change their lives if suddenly they woke up one morning and knew that during the night they had been transformed into an immortal being, incapable of experiencing physical death.  “Oh, you may have an accident, say get hit by a car and spend time in the hospital,” I tell them, “but you wouldn’t die . . . ever.  How would that change you?” At the end of a carefully guided discussion, they usually say something to the effect that eliminating the fear of death would go a long way to eliminating all fear in their lives.  That’s when I spring it on them (but you see it coming, don’t you?).  At that point I tell them that they are, in fact, immortal and that none of us will ever really die, that what we call death is but the opening of one door and the closing of another.  At the moment of death, there is only a fraction of a second when the consciousness is blacked out, when the two doors are wide open.  In the blink of an eye, one moment you’re here, the next you’re there.  So what’s so fearful about that, I ask them?

In the 23^rd century of Star Trek, Star Fleet cadets are tested as to how they will react in situations where life and death are in the balance.  In the movie Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan a young Vulcan lieutenant, in her role as a Starship captain in a simulated battle with the Klingons, “fails” such a test, resulting in the loss of her ship and all her crew.  She later complains to Admiral Kirk that it was an unfair test of her abilities, since there was no way for her to win and end the simulation “alive.”  Kirk replied by asking, “How we deal with death is as important as how we deal with life, wouldn’t you say?”  It may be that we all have one last test to take before we leave this old school.  How will we face our end – with courage or fear?

Clean up karma and eliminate fear.  When I think of what Ms. Cannon said, I’m reminded of one last movie reference, the scene in Deep Impact when the reporter, after having reconciled with her estranged father, stands with him on the beach watching the tidal wave that will take their lives come rushing towards them.  I hope that however my end comes, I can meet it with an equal calmness of spirit.

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52    http://www.cites.org/eng/cop/08/doc/E-41.pdf

53    http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/3928411.stm

TOMORROW’S POST: “Of Rats and Men”

(From Pages 288 – 296 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

This last test of my character was enormous in scope and flawless in execution.  It was literally years between the two incidences, yet they were most definitely connected.  Many lives had to have been manipulated to make possible that moment of clarity when I realized what was happening.  Different employment agencies had to send Jason and me separately to the same company, and the supervisors at that company had to come to an agreement as to where to put us.  There were three different departments that were vying for the new temps and it was originally thought that we would go in different directions, but instead they assigned Jason and me to the same small office.  It wasn’t an accident.  I was meant to be struck with the unlikely similarities of the two situations that, although years apart, were almost identical in nature.

It was like being hit with a sledgehammer.  It got my attention and I had to consider the implications.  I wouldn’t have thought to have dealt with Jason’s back-stabbing any differently than I had done with Mary’s treachery, if it weren’t for that revelation.  It was only then that I was able to grow spirituality, by putting self-imposed limits on my use of power.  I still practice magick, but I hope more responsibly now.

The “coincidence” of Mary and Jason was a graphic illustration to me of the power that the ETs have over our lives.  I had been shown earlier the incredible Alien technology that allowed them to “freeze-frame” automobile traffic, lift my car up and over a tunnel that is over a quarter of a mile long, deposit the car, my passenger and me back into traffic on the other side, and start everything up again.⁴⁶  It was as if they had a remote control that allowed them to “pause” time itself.  Now they showed me that they can, with equal ease, manipulate the life of anyone they choose, and will do so in order to offer a specific individual the opportunity to grow spiritually.  Who are these people?

Let me attempt to answer that question.  I’ve come to understand that the Grays are Interdimensional Beings from the next higher plane of existence, and that they are specifically charged and guided by even higher Beings, with maintaining the cosmic mechanism of reincarnation.  They program the lives of us flawed human beings so that major events set up opportunities that help us to grow spiritually.  Where we live, what kind of people we meet and befriend, what careers we follow, and even whom we marry and have children by, are all predetermined by these Higher Beings.  While we have our own set of individual “tests” to undergo throughout life, we are also manipulated so as to be a part of the testing of other people.  Life on this Earth is one big school and, through our interactions, we teach each other the lessons we’re meant to learn.  This is the major principle of reincarnation, a spiritual belief held by the majority of the world’s population.⁴⁷

I’m certainly not the first person to suggest that the Grays are spiritual in nature.  Dr. Mack also noted this common thread amongst some Experiencers.  “Even when abductees initially experience the beings themselves, especially the now well-known small gray figures with huge black eyes, as instigators of great fear and trauma, over time they may come to see them as odd spirit guides, closer to the ultimate creative principle or Source than humans, even as emissaries from the Divine.”4⁸  Whitley Strieber wrote (I forget in which of his books) that when he protested to the Grays that they had no right to take him, they responded by saying that they certainly did have the right and later told him that they “recycle souls,” a clear reference to reincarnation.  Raymond Fowler, UFO researcher who brought to the world the case of Betty Andreasson-Luca, cites instances where Grays were seen at the bedside of people just before they died, and says that his research over many years leads him to the conclusion that “UFOs and their entities come from behind death’s Great Door.”⁴⁹

UFO researchers were reluctant for years to publicly comment on what they were talking about in private, that there is a strong “spiritual” component to the ET agenda.  Many remained silent because they feared ridicule and loss of credibility, others because they had no context in which they could place the new information.  Why would ETs be concerned with human spirituality, they asked?  Are the spiritual transformations that many Experiencers report an actual part of the ET agenda, along with their genetic sampling and hybrid program, or is it an unintended consequence of the abduction experience itself?    Again Dr. Mack put this way: “The third dimension of the abduction phenomenon might variously be defined as ‘growth engendering,’ or ‘spiritual.’  One of the most intense debates in this field occurs around the question of whether these changes  in the psyche of the experiencers – no researchers seem to deny that such change, even transformation, does in fact occur  in some cases – is an intrinsic aspect of the phenomenon, even its ‘purpose’ or ‘intention,’ or is instead a kind of by-product, reflecting human creativity, resilience, and adaptability in the face of the traumatic challenge, or is even the result of alien trickery or deception.”5⁰

Having no answer to that question and knowing that they would certainly be asked it, UFO researchers by and large simply ignored the mounting evidence and remained silent on the subject, at least publicly.  But the evidence of spiritual testing, as described by Jim Sparks, myself and others, is building and cannot be ignored any longer.  If we are indeed being visited by the Masters of Reincarnation, as I believe I have confirmed, then their interest in our spirituality is certainly understandable.

I was asked once by someone, just after I explained what I had discovered as to the relationship between the ETs and reincarnation, if I was telling him that the Aliens were in fact angels.  By the tone in his voice, I could tell that he could just as well have asked, “Are you a religious fanatic?”  Until recently, I think I might have reacted in much the same way.  As a practicing Pagan, I had an almost visceral reaction against the word “angel,” because of its Christian origins.  It wasn’t in my working vocabulary.  Even the Old Testament of the Bible (the original Hebrew Scriptures) doesn’t mention the word, instead referring to these Higher Beings as “divine emissaries.”

In the early days of my struggle to understand the nature of what had taken hold of my life, I agonized over the possibility that the grays might be the gods and goddesses with whom I communicated in ritual.  This was at first an idea I wanted to reject out of hand.  They couldn’t be, I thought.  The grays were more about medical procedures than spirituality, I reasoned at the time.  (At that point, I only knew about the small grays.)  The fact was that I didn’t want to believe it.  I had a comfortable relationship with my gods and didn’t want it disturbed.

In truth, it doesn’t really matter what you call these Higher Beings.  As Shakespeare would say, “A rose by any other name . . .”   Through my dozen years of interactions with them, I’ve come to understand that the Grays, both large and small, are Higher Beings (some would call them “angels”), and it is from their base on the Ethereal Plane of existence that they orchestrate our lives through the mechanism of reincarnation.5¹

The taller Grays are also known to us as “Guardian Angels.”  We each have one and they guide us throughout our lives, all the while unseen. They administer the lessons we’re meant to learn, each one programmed before we are born to unfold as they do.  For people belonging to monitored blood lines and for selected individuals with special tasks to perform in life, the grays also provide scheduled medical maintenance throughout that person’s life and emergency interventions whenever necessary.

Other Aliens from other planets on this physical plane are allowed to come and witness the unfolding of events here on Earth, even to take samples of the various life forms for study back home, but not to interfere.  On occasion, some of these visiting ETs are used by the Grays, knowingly or not, to help Awaken certain humans to their ET contacts, and in the process open their minds up to “larger possibilities.”

I’ve often heard the argument put forth that the ETs couldn’t be angels because angels don’t have bodies and therefore wouldn’t have need of anything physical, such as spacecraft to transport them from place to place.  In truth, the idea that angels often took physical form was a belief held by most people throughout history well into the fourth and fifth centuries AD.

An example can be found in the biblical story of Abraham’s encounter in old age with three divine emissaries who come to tell him that his aged wife, Sara, would soon bear him a son.  They appear to him as material beings, made of flesh and blood as any mortal man, even though their divine origins were intuitively obvious to him from the beginning.

Another example of “angels” appearing in physical form among humans can be found in the story of the three men who visited Lot to warn him of the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah.  They showed themselves to be Higher Beings when they blinded the unruly crowd that wanted to do them harm.  Throughout the Pagan world, too, gods and goddesses often took physical form to interact with humans.  Zeus was legendary for taking the form of various animals, to mate with the human women for whom he lusted.

And as for angels using space ships, Ezekiel’s vision of a circular aircraft, as reported in the Old Testament with its “wheels within wheels” and its crew of angels, is perhaps the best described encounter with a UFO and its occupants in ancient history.

It’s my belief that in order for incorporeal beings (even angels) to impact on the physical world, they need first to take physical form.  Hands are needed to use the physical instruments required to do things, like take DNA samples (those ubiquitous scoop marks for example).  Once in their physical “shells,” these beings would need physical aerial craft to carry them where they need to go, their flying disks.  Without the ability to become physical, Interdimensional Beings would be incapable of interacting with us.  They would be as impotent as those spirits in the classic 1951 film version of A Christmas Carol, who wanted to help the poor little “match girl” freezing in the snow just outside Scrooge’s window, but couldn’t because they had no way to make their presence felt.

In truth, unseen Higher Beings are making themselves felt here on Earth.  They have invaded the lives of tens of millions of Abductee/Experiencers worldwide and their presence in our reality can no longer be ignored.

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⁴⁶    “Missing Time in Bumper-to-Bumper Traffic,” (blog post #85).

⁴⁷    Reincarnation was also a major teaching of the early Catholic Church.  It wasn’t until the First Council of Nicaea in 325 AD that the belief was made hearsay.

⁴⁸    Mack, p. 17.

⁴⁹    Raymond E. Fowler, The Watchers II: Exploring UFOs and the Near-Death Experience, Newberg, OR: Wild Flower Press, 1995, p. 350.

⁵⁰   Mack, p. 16.

⁵¹    There is more than one heaven. There is in fact a hierarchy of “heavens” that extends from the Ethereal Plane up through all of the higher dimensions. The Grays, both large and small, are Higher Beings (or “angels,” if you prefer) who reside on the Ethereal Plane, the spirit world we go to when we die, our “heaven.”  The “Higher Heavens” are the planes of existence above the Ethereal. The beings who populate those realms are the “angels” who administer to the beings residing below them. On up the cosmic ladder, throughout all eleven dimensions postulated by our current understanding of reality (as explained by String Theory), Higher Beings help those who vibrate at a lower frequency on the plane of existence just below them. As a soul evolves upward through the dimensions, it is given the opportunity to help others to follow.

TOMORROW’S POST: “A Unified Theory for ET Agendas”

(From Pages 282 – 287 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

After two years of sporadic employment, I was eventually led through an agency to a temporary assignment, with a possible permanent hire at the end of a three-month contract.  I say I was “led” there because it soon became stunningly obvious to me that my job at that particular company, even the specific department to which I eventually was assigned, had been predetermined long before I even applied at the employment agency that had sent me there!

Months earlier, the ETs showed me in a “dream” the exact proprietary reports that I wound up working with at my new company and told me to study them carefully, which I did.  When those very same reports were handed to me on the job, I was struck speechless.⁴⁵  After I recovered, I felt humbled and so very grateful to the ETs for providing me with gainful employment.  When you don’t know from one week to the next how you’ll pay the rent at the first of the month, it can be a very stressful situation.  While I was happy to have a regular paycheck again, I was later to learn that providing me with financial security was not the reason the ETs had led me to my new job.

The small office to which I was eventually assigned housed a team of four people, one of whom was now me.  The winter holiday season was in full swing.  Since I had no money to buy presents, I offered to chart the horoscope of my co-workers and provide them a full written report describing in lay terms what it all meant, if they would but provide me with the date of their birth and the city in which they were born.  I have a good astrology computer program and I presented each of my co-workers with a printout of their horoscopes as my holiday gift to them.

A couple of days later one of my co-workers, I’ll call him Jason, asked me if I had read his horoscope before I had given it to him.  I didn’t stop to think and said something like, “Of course, I like to know who I’m working with.”  It was a snappy answer, but one that made me an enemy.  When I checked his horoscope afterwards the computer-generated report described him, in what I later learned was with stunning accuracy, as being determined to always get his way “even if it means resorting to guile and subterfuge.”

The man was a genius at ingratiating himself with our department manager and soon he was socializing with her in her office, with the door closed and his feet up on the desk.  (The office had windows.)  At about this time I noticed a cooling in my interactions with our supervisors.  I was now being treated as if they were sorry they had hired me as a permanent employee.  I couldn’t understand it because my productivity, which was tracked weekly, was as good as anyone’s and sometimes better.  Jason had poisoned the waters for me.  Of that I was sure.  I was seriously contemplating doing another ritual in answer to his treachery, because the man was obviously evil.  It even said so in his horoscope!

As I thought about the situation I was suddenly struck, as if by lighting, when I remembered that both Jason and I had started work on the same day.  We had both been temps from different agencies and could have wound up in different departments, but after some back-and-forth negotiations between the supervisors we were both assigned to the same small office.  I do not believe in coincidence.  What was happening in my new job so exactly matched what had happened when I worked for that county agency, years before.  I had been stabbed in the back both times by someone who had been hired the same day as I had by a large employer, with both of us being assigned to a similar small work team of three or four people.

The realization of what the ETs had done struck me full-force.  I realized then that Mary and her charge of sexual harassment those many months earlier had been a test of my character, a test that I had failed miserably.  How small I felt at that moment.

But it went further than that.  I was suddenly confronted with ethical questions about the spiritual path I had chosen.  Was it wrong to retaliate as I did?  The ETs obviously thought so, I reasoned, because they were now offering me the opportunity to either repeat my mistake or to choose a different approach to the problem.  And what exactly was my “mistake” anyway?  Was it to react to Mary’s betrayal by doing a ritual that was propelled by anger and a thirst for revenge?  Was even practicing Ritual Magick itself a problem for my ETs?  With these questions running through my mind, I finally looked inward for the answers.

Magick was not the problem, I decided.  It was all about how I used power.  The biblical equation of “an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth” was originally a Jewish legal reform, long before it became a call for vengeance.  It meant that by law you could only extract like kind in payment for an injury.  You could only take “an eye for an eye.”  You couldn’t kill a man for robbing you, for example.  It served to put limits on the punishments that could be meted out by men with the power to do so.  Through the power of magick I had the ability to punish Mary in any way I wished and I called upon the help of some pretty nasty demons to do it – not what you would call a measured response.

My response to Jason’s back-stabbing still used magick ritual, but this time I did it differently.  Jason had often said that he really wished that he could work behind the scenes in television.  I decided to give him what he wanted.  My ritual was planed around bringing to him an offer he couldn’t refuse from any of the several television stations in the area.  About three months later, he was telling everyone at work that he had accepted a position at the local public broadcasting station. I was finally rid of him and his poisoning influence with my supervisors, and this time there was no blood on my hands.

It took two years, after Jason left, to repair my damaged reputation with the company, but I was rewarded in the end with stock options that were only offered to a few of their most prized employees.  I had finally been vindicated.  After 9/11, though, the company closed their satellite operations and moved everything back to their home office in Texas.  I was unemployed, yet again.

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⁴⁵  “The ET Employment Agency,” blog post #84.

TOMORROW’S POST: “Who Are These People? (An Unsettling Conclusion)”

(From Pages 277 – 282 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

The tale I’m about to relate is true.  Although it is one that is embarrassing to tell, the telling is necessary.

It was the mid-1990s and I was hired to work for a governmental agency of a nearby county.  The commute was long, but the pay was good and the job came with full benefits.  I was hired the same day as one other new employee and we followed one another through the first day’s orientations and presentations.  At first she was friendly enough, but her demeanor toward me turned cold when I saw her take notice of the ring I was wearing.

It was the simple design of a five-pointed star with a circle around it, known as the Pentagram.  It’s a sacred religious symbol, recognizable as such by all Pagans.  I wore it and looked at it often because it would help to ground me each time I did.  Knowing that most people are ignorant of the real meaning of the Pentagram and believe it to be tied to devil worship (regardless of its orientation of “up” or “down”), many Pagans are reluctant to flaunt it in public.  Mary (not her real name) wore a crucifix in public display around her neck, yet she was offended by my ring.  Go figure.

This type of religious prejudice doesn’t surprise me and I quickly forgot about it.  Later that day we were both assigned to the same office, and eventually we found ourselves on the night shift with another woman whom I’ll call Barbara.  The three of us would take our dinner hour together, sampling the restaurants within driving distance and alternating responsibility for the bill.  Over the following weeks Mary’s attitude toward me softened, as the three of us bonded during this break in our nightly work schedule.

She even offered to set me up with a date.  I was reluctant, but she insisted and invited her friend to our dinner hour so that we could meet.  I promised nothing.  I was friendly during the meal, but didn’t encourage anything further.  Mary and Barbara were puzzled as to why I wasn’t “available.”  “No, I’m not gay,” I told them.  “Then what is it?” they asked.  They were nothing, if not persistent.

I decided to let them read my journal.  I knew that would stop the matchmaking.  I had learned from past attempts at dating that unless they were Abductees or Experiencers themselves, most women found it difficult to share me with Space Aliens.

I must admit, though, that I had another motive for letting them read my journal.  I badly needed to talk to someone about my ET experiences.  The one support group in the area was a good four-hour drive roundtrip and only met once a month.  I had stopped documenting all my episodes of High Strangeness during this period, so I can’t remember what was happening then, but I do remember the need I had for support at the time.  We had a couple of months of friendship between us, so I felt that Mary and Barbara probably wouldn’t think me a liar or crazy, and might even believe me.

Mary read it first, then passed it to Barbara a couple of days later, as I waited patiently to get their reaction.  Barbara had had it for over a week when I asked if she was close to finishing it.  She told me she had finished it days earlier, but that Mary had wanted it back to reread certain parts.  I asked Mary and she returned it the next night.  Mary’s reaction was incredulous but supportive.  Barbara was quicker to believe and was also sympathetic.  Their support buoyed me and I felt that I had finally found a good job, working with good people.

Our night shift began an hour before the day shift ended.  It was a couple of weeks after I “came out” to my workmates about my ET experiences, and shortly after I arrived at work one afternoon, when Mary approached me and asked me about my ring.  “What does it mean?” she asked.  “It’s just a star,” I replied.  There were other people in the room, so it wasn’t the time or place for me to explain the Pentagram to Mary.  That would have to wait for our dinner hour, I thought.

A few minutes later, I was asked to “step into the office,” by our supervisor.  When I did, I was introduced to a man from the county’s legal department.  After the supervisor left the room, the attorney told me that I had just been fired.  Mary had filed a sexual harassment complaint against me.

I was dumbfounded.  When I professed my innocence, he asked me if I had ever showed Mary a picture of my penis.  I couldn’t believe my ears.  “Of course not,” I said.  He gave me a dirty look and produced a piece of paper from a folder on the table.  When he turned it over, I realized what Mary had done, and what a naive fool I had been.  There in front of me was a page from the back of my journal, a diagram I had drawn of the scar on my penis.

I protested that they were taking it out of context and that Mary hadn’t given me any indication that the drawing had upset her.  The stern demeanor that the lawyer had projected until that moment softened.  He said although my work had been satisfactory, Mary had threatened to sue the county and, because my mandatory three-month probationary period had not expired, the county could let me go “without cause.”  In other words, it was easier and cheaper to fire me than to fight a lawsuit.

Her treachery had been complete.  When I gave them my journal, Mary had read it first and then passed it to Barbara, only to ask for it back again.  She had obviously made her plans at that time and wanted the journal back from Barbara to copy it for use against me later.  As a good Christian (in her mind as least), she had struck a blow for her God.  She probably got her inspiration from her Bible, that passage where it says it’s okay to kill witches.  I think there’s also something about Pagans.⁴⁴

At that time, there were no legal guidelines for companies or government agencies to follow when faced with incidences of alleged sexual harassment.  Mary’s threats to management wouldn’t have gotten her anywhere nowadays.  Today just one incident doesn’t qualify.  It must be repeated over the objections of the victim to rise to the level of harassment.  This was not a repeat incident.  In fact she had said nothing about the drawing, or indicated to me that anything I’d written had upset her.  If anything I was guilt of extreme stupidity, but certainly not sexual harassment.  (Just for the record, I want to say that I would never sexually harass anyone.  It’s just not in me.  I’m not that kind of person.)

I’d been attacked and badly wounded.  The loss of my job was a heavy blow and one I felt I couldn’t leave unanswered.  My pride as a Magician wouldn’t allow it.  I immediately set about planning a ritual to retaliate.  I performed it on a Tuesday night to access Mars energy.  Mars is the god of war and ruthless when unleashed.  My anger was immense and it fueled the ritual to great heights.  When it was done, I knew that vengeance was mine.

I learned two or three months later, when I got a call from Barbara, just how effective my ritual had been.  She told me that Mary had been fired for poor performance and that her husband had been diagnosed with leukemia.  (As part of the ritual, I had made a stipulation that anyone who had urged her to file her false claim against me would share equally in her punishment.)  My ritual had obviously been a success.  Little did I know then that it had also been a “test,” one which I was to find out years later I had utterly failed.  {To be continued.}

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⁴⁴    From the King James Version: Exodus 22:18: “Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live,” and Exodus 22:20: “He that sacrificeth unto any god, save unto the LORD only, he shall be utterly destroyed.”

TOMORROW’S POST: “Test #3 – A Test of Character (Part Three)”

(From Pages 272 – 277 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

I hope that by now any reader who has gotten this far will have formed an opinion of me as a decent sort of person, truthfully reporting what he has experienced.  That’s how I think of myself, at least, and I hope you’ve reached that conclusion as well.

To those readers who have skipped throughout this book, choosing here and there from the Table of Contents, I now ask that they now go back and read everything prior to this page.  What follows is very personal, but to explain the incredible lengths to which the ETs will go to administer their “tests” and what it reveals about the nature of who and what they are, I must be perfectly frank, even if it means revealing a secret I’ve kept for decades from many who think they know me.  It will shock some and dismay others, but before you pronounce judgment on me, I would have you properly prepared.  Please read everything that precedes before continuing.

I am a Pagan.  I honor many gods and goddess.  I am not a Wiccan, though I respect their beliefs and certainly share many of them.  Witches, though, usually confine themselves to casting spells of healing, using the energies of the nature gods.  On occasion they may be induced to provide a “love potion” or “Mojo Bag” for some lonely soul or someone down on their luck, but that’s usually the extent of their meddling in the natural order of things.  My approach has been much more “hands on.”

Let me explain.  Every religion has its Right and Left Hand Paths of spirituality.  The majority of people of any religion follow the Right Hand Path, honoring their deities by giving up to them (evoking) the power of the faithful through prayer, or some other such heart-felt emotional release of energy, such as tribal dancing for example.

There are always a few who instead choose to follow the Left Hand Path, learning to draw down (invoking) into themselves the power of a god or goddess, so that they may use that power to alter the natural flow of energies and achieve results that would be otherwise highly improbable.  This is the Art of Sorcery, the Realm of Magick.⁴³

As I said, every religion has a less-traveled “Left Hand Path” to approaching the divine.  Jews have their Kabbalah. Catholics had their Knights Templar, and indigenous peoples their shamans.

The example of the American Indian is probably the best illustration.  Their Medicine Man was equivalent to the village priest.  In addition to dispensing cures for all that ailed his charges, he was sought after in counsel, his words well respected.  He was welcome throughout his society and many young men sought him out to learn from him.

But outside of the camp, up in the hills if there were any nearby, lived the shaman.  He was a darker version of the Medicine Man and, while also respected, he was also generally avoided.  He communicated his advice only to the elders of the tribe, and only the very brave would seek him out for spiritual guidance, for he would take them (through the ingesting of sacred plants) to the very edge of life itself, to death’s door, to show them the divinity that is within everyone.

For my spiritual quest in this life, I walk the Left Hand Path.  My training is that of a Ritual Magician, learning from the writings of Arthur Waite, Israel Regardie and Aleister Crowley, among others, as well as at the side of two skilled practitioners who taught me well.  I’ve practiced a modern form of ancient Egyptian Magick for over a quarter of a century and I’m pretty good at it.  I also lead a small circle of fellow Magicians and teach a few selected students.

By practicing magick, I make the conscious decision every day to be in charge of my own “Karmic Bank Account.”  Magick allows those skilled in its art to change the course of their lives beyond what was originally programmed for them through the process of reincarnation.  When the magick is turned inward, it can be a “fast track” to personal growth.  A year practicing magick can be worth ten on the psychiatrist’s couch.  However, those who would separate themselves from the natural order of things must examine each of their decisions in life to confirm that they were made in balance with Truth and Justice.  Not to do so is to almost guarantee self-destruction.  While the Left Hand Path can be used as a shortcut to personal transformation, it is a treacherous one to tread, and should not be attempted without guidance from someone who has gone before.

In preparation for the story to follow, let me explain that there are three basic types of magick ritual: (1) those that employ positive energies to create, (2) those that use negative energies to destroy, and (3) lust rituals (which are outside our discussion here).  As a Magician I would most often use my talents for the benign benefit of my myself, my family and my friends, but on rare occasion I would muster the negative energies of the universe against those who sought to do me harm.

I’m normally a peaceful person, but I learned to fight back when someone attacks me.  Knowing as I do the power of magick and how to wield it, I could (and would) retaliate against those foolish enough to attack me.  Unlike other victims who are powerless against brutish people, I had the tools to come back at them tenfold, and I did.  If they were foolish enough to purposely step on a scorpion, then they deserved to get stung, I reasoned.

Let me say that this is not something I would do casually.  In almost thirty years of practicing magick, I can count the number of times I’ve done a ritual in anger on one hand and still have a finger or two left over.  I reserved my “ultimate weapon” for only those I thought to be the most deserving.

The tale I’m about to relate is true.  Although it is one that is embarrassing to tell, the telling is necessary.  {To be continued.}

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43    No, it’s not a typo. A “k” at the end of the word “magic” was coined by Aleister Crowley to distinguish it as a real “reality-bending” event, as opposed to the pulling of rabbits out of hats, a slight-of-hand trick.

TOMORROW’S POST: “Test #3 – A Test of Character (Part Two)”

(From Pages 270 – 272 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

I think I was given a test to determine how I would react to meeting a hero figure.  This test was administered as a dream.  I met my personal “hero” and we spent time together in the dream doing something – what, I don’t remember.  I could tell, though, that he really liked me, even though he was a big movie star and I was just an average person, and it made me feel good to be accepted by someone I admired.

The experience was profound, and when I woke up at three in the morning I didn’t want to break the mood of the dream that was still with me, so I didn’t turn on the lights.  I sat in the dark and the first four lines of a poem started to run through my mind.  “Someone I wanted to meet.  Someone I wanted to know.  Someone I wanted to be like, my own personal hero.”  I repeated those lines over and over again to commit them to memory.  The poem that follows is what developed the next morning.

DREAMING OF A HERO

Someone I wanted to meet,

      Someone I wanted to know,

Someone I wanted to be like,

      My own personal hero.

I met him in a dream last night,

      And he became my friend,

But when the dream was over,

      I knew it was not the end.

For I learned something important,

      As I lay there in my sleep,

We can’t be like other people,

      We have our own lives to keep.

That each and every one of us,

      Is a hero in his day,

To his family, his friends,

      And those he meets along the way.

So thank you Harrison,

      Although we never met,

You helped me learn a lesson,

      I won’t easily forget.

Years later I learned that Katherine also had a dream of her hero, actually three dreams on three consecutive nights.  She was delighted to meet and be with her idol, who at the time was Leonardo DiCaprio.  (I can’t count how many times I saw the movie Titanic with her!)  It would be interesting to know if other Experiencers have had dreams of their “heroes.”

Whom we look up to and admire says a lot about us as individuals.  In our Western culture with its emphasis on entertainment, actors and other media, celebrities are so revered that occasionally we even elect them to public office.  Whether or not it was the lesson the ETs were trying to administer, I did learn something that night.  We shouldn’t look up to other people as if somehow, in some way, they are greater than we are.  Each of us has qualities that others can appreciate and admire.  We all learn from each other.  Be an example as you go about your daily routine.  Live your life as a quiet “hero” to others.

TOMORROW’S POST: “Test #3 – A Test of Character (Part One)”

(From Pages 264 – 270 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

Many years ago I made a vow not to kill except for food or in self-defense.  It was done in a moment of self-righteousness, and quite honestly I didn’t give it much thought afterwards.  In early 1995, however, I renewed my vow most solemnly just after I squashed a cockroach in my bathroom.

Some months before, I had taken the studio apartment vacated by my good friend Dick Mayfield, who had moved into a local hospice in preparation of his impending death from prostate cancer.  He had grown tired of the fight and was ready to die.  When he gave up on life, life evidently reciprocated.

The building is old and made of brick and mortar, with thick walls and solid wooden doors.  Unfortunately structures of this kind and age, especially ones in large urban areas, are often infested with cockroaches, and my building is no exception.  They were everywhere when I moved in and I was flattening as many as I could, as fast as I could.

On this day, however, I was feeling particularly spiritual after several visits from the ETs that week.  After I killed the cockroach, I remembered my old pledge and felt ashamed that I had not considered, until that moment, that the “right to live” included roaches, insects and all other “bugs.”  I was also struck by how reflexively I had killed that roach.  I killed it, not because it threatened me in any way, but because it was what it was, a cockroach.  How indifferent of me!

I thought for a while and then decided to firmly renew my pledge, and to extend to even the roaches the protection of my vow.   It was a defining moment and I knew it at the time.  Immediately afterwards I was stunned by the excited reaction from the many invisible Beings that were with me that day.  It was if they all shouted in my ear, their collective voice like a Greek chorus bridging the gap between dimensions.  I heard and felt them shout, “He got it!”

It was a vow that was hard to keep, to be sure.  My family thought me crazy, a nice guy in many respects, but “certifiable” nonetheless.  I often thought that their reaction would have been much different if I had shaved my head and wore salmon-colored sarongs.  If I looked like a Buddhist monk, I’d be permitted to extend my feelings of brotherhood to all living creatures without ridicule; but if I look Western in dress I must act Western in deed, which means separating the material from the spiritual aspects of my life.  (Can’t confuse people now, can we?)

Keeping true to my word was difficult in other respects, too.  The roaches would gather under the rim of the commode in the bathroom, and whenever I needed to use the toilet I would have to get down on my knees and collect them, lest they drown when I flushed.  In retrospect it was pretty funny at times, when I would be dancing a jig to keep from peeing in my pants while trying to save the cockroaches from a watery grave.  After months of this, I finally had enough and asked the ETs to do something.  It wasn’t long thereafter that I stopped finding them in their usual hiding place under the rim of the commode.  I kept checking for a while, just to make sure, but my plea had evidently been heard and acted upon.  I was very grateful.

Katherine, who was about ten years old then, was helped to overcome her fear of bugs when I paid her for each roach she could scoop up in a cup and throw out my two-story window.  At first two cents each was enough to satisfy her, but as the months wore on, it grew to a nickel, through collective bargaining, and finally to ten cents when she threatened a strike.

My girlfriend at the time wasn’t pleased, to say the least.  She once threatened to leave me if I didn’t do something to rid my apartment of the roaches.  It was either them or her, she demanded.  Maybe it was the unhesitating way I responded when I told her I didn’t have a choice in the matter, and that if she pushed the issue she wouldn’t like the answer.  Fortunately I made the “no kill” commitment before we had met, so it wasn’t as if she was faced with a bait-and-switch situation.  It was her decision to stay or leave, and when she saw my resolve she didn’t say anything more on the subject.

She did make me take her to see Joe’s Apartment when it came out.  It’s a movie, part live action, part animated, about the dating problems of a guy living in an apartment crawling with intelligent, talking cockroaches that sing and dance, too!

About a year later, I came home and found that the landlord had come in and planted “Roach Motels” throughout my apartment.  I removed as many as I could find, but felt defeated in my attempt to keep my apartment free from violence of any kind.  I was truly saddened.

The roaches disappeared, however, and I was never again bothered with their company.  The landlord hadn’t sprayed any pesticides in my apartment, as tenants could opt out of that part of the extermination process if they wanted, and I had.  The few Roach Motels that I found couldn’t have accounted for the sudden lack of infestation.  I think the ETs came and rounded up the cockroaches to take them, where I do not know.

I’ve been free of the roaches for over ten years now, but I recently found out that my neighbors on this floor of the building are not so lucky.  Their apartments are infested again and I’m told that the landlord is planning another extermination.  My neighbors are much cleaner in their habits than I, I’m embarrassed to admit, so I can only attribute my good fortune to the ETs who have evidently given me a passing grade and determined that I no longer need testing in that area.

As an aside, I’m reminded of a later incident when Katherine, and her mother and I were vacationing as a family, driving across country.  We stopped at a gas station that was infested with mosquitoes.  Margaret and Katherine ran from the car to the mini-mart across from the pumps to pay in advance and to use the restroom.  I stayed behind and pumped the gas, all the while repeating the mantra just under my breath, “I do not kill; please do not bite.  I do not kill; please do not bite.”   After we all piled back into the car, Margaret and Katherine were covered with mosquito bites.  Even though I had been outdoors for a much longer time than they had, I counted only two or three on me.  They were incredulous, despite the evidence.

I was pleased to read that my compassion for insects and bugs, thought by most people to be pests and worthy of extermination, is felt by other Experiencers too.  The late Dr. John Mack described in his second book on the subject of UFO Abduction the thoughts of Experiencer Carlos Diaz of Mexico City.  Mr. Diaz feels so connected to life that he can’t turn away the trail of ants that invades his home to avoid inclement weather.  They are safe with him until the sun comes out, then he takes them back outside.  “They come into the house to seek shelter from the rain,” he said.  “The poor things have to have a place to stay overnight.”⁴¹  He sounds like someone I’d like to meet some day.

Dr. Mack also described the case of Jim Sparks and how the ETs tested him to see how willing he was to kill.  He was shown a huge ant that he estimated to be 18 inches long, along with the word kill and a symbol that conveyed the meaning and power of killing.  Jim was then commanded to press the symbol and thus kill the ant.  He refused.  They made his defiance painful and increased the pain each time he refused to kill the ant.  When that didn’t work, they then showed him an image of his brother grasping at his chest as if in the throes of a heart attack and said that he would die if Jim didn’t kill the ant.  He at last complied, pressing the symbol for Kill and watched as the ant curled up and died.  Sobbing, he asked the ETs, “Why did you do this to me?”   They responded by telling him “We had to be sure.”  “To be sure of what?” Jim asked.  “That you are not a killer, and you’re not,” they assured him.⁴²

If one is open to it, the Alien contact experience can transcend its physical aspects and lead to a relationship with the ETs whereby one is made “civilized” enough to work closely with Higher Beings.  Choosing not to kill, even that which our society says should be exterminated, is the first step to becoming a truly civilized person, and it appears that more and more Experiencers are making that choice. (To be continued.)

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41    Mack, pp. 100-102.

⁴²    Ibid., pp. 148-150. Mr. Sparks went on to write his own account of his ET experiences in The Keepers: An Alien Message for the Human Race (Columbus, NC: Wild Flower Press, 2006).

TOMORROW’S POST: “Test #2 – Personal Heroes”

(From Page 264 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

When you reach out and try to understand your relationship with the ETs, they will begin to take a personal interest in you.  Early on I came to understand that the ETs were concerned about my welfare, but I couldn’t say for sure that it wasn’t because they wanted their lab rat to be in good condition to run the maze.  However, while human research scientists are usually only concerned with physical changes that may result from the experiments they perform on their lab animals, the ETs have, in addition to their genetic agenda, shown a great interest in Abductee/Experiencers as individual personalities.

Once you open yourself up to contact, the nature of your belief systems, the values and standards to which you hold yourself, and even the depth your personal spirituality will be probed and “tested.”  Over the years I’ve been tested several times in different ways and I would like to tell you about three such incidents that affected me profoundly. 

My first test had to do with (would you believe?) cockroaches.  {To be continued.}

TOMORROW’S POST: “Test #1 – Joe’s Apartment”

(From Pages 258 – 262 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

Back in 1995 I attended a UFO convention in San Francisco.  At one of the group discussions a very interesting question was put forth: If and when the UFO secrecy is ended, either by our government or the ETs themselves, what will be the public position of our political leaders?  What will disclosure really mean when they spin the news of the presence of Aliens on Earth?  Will our government welcome the ETs as “Space Brothers,” or proclaim them to be “Space Invaders?”  A very intriguing question, but before you try to answer it, consider the following.

President Ronald Reagan speculated publicly on three different occasions as to how a war against an invading army from outer space would be a unifying force for mankind, which would undoubtedly dissolve the differences between nations and bring them together against a common threat.  One of those occasions was on September 21, 1987, when he addressed the General Assembly of the United Nations.  “In our obsession with antagonisms of the moment, we often forget how much unites all the members of humanity. Perhaps we need some outside, universal threat to make us recognize this common bond.”  Reagan continued, “I occasionally think how quickly our differences worldwide would vanish if we were facing an alien threat from outside this world. And yet, I ask, is not an alien force already among us? [emphasis mine]” I don’t think we’re short on threats that affect us globally.  Pollution, overpopulation, ozone holes, global warming, take your pick.  We don’t need to go to war to unite the peoples of our planet, so why did the leader of the free world single out Extraterrestrials as a serious threat to mankind, even implying that they were already here?  Keep in mind that presidential speeches are written well in advance and delivered only after they’re approved by a dozen people or more.

Perhaps whoever did write that speech thought of what General Douglas MacArthur had said 32 years earlier in his speech to the cadets assembled at West Point.  “The nations of the world,” he told them, “will have to unite, for the next war will be an interplanetary war.  The nations of the earth must someday make a common front against attack by people from other planets.”³⁷  

If and when the UFO cover-up is ended, there appears to already be a law on the books that allows for the detention, under armed guards, of anyone who comes in contact with an Extraterrestrial.  The statute (1211.100 Title14 – Aeronautics and Space and Part 1211 – Extra-Terrestrial Exposure) was originally written for NASA in 1969 to use if and when our astronauts should discover Alien life of any kind, either on the moon or some other planet, but it was worded so broadly that it could be used to include Alien contact with civilians here on Earth.³⁸

So much attention was given this statute by the UFO community that NASA quietly rescinded it in 1991, saying that it had “served its purpose.”  Aside from the question of why it was deemed to no longer be needed at that particular time, after being on the books for 22 years, no one doubts that the regulation could just as easily be resurrected should it be needed again.

In 2006 Kellogg, Brown & Root (now known just as KBR), then a subsidiary of Halliburton, was awarded a contract by the Department of Homeland Security to build a series of concentration camps meant to detain illegal immigrants and others.  A press release issued by Halliburton on January 24, 2006 announced the news saying, “The contract, which is effective immediately, provides for establishing temporary detention and processing capabilities to augment existing ICE Detention and Removal Operations (DRO) Program facilities in the event of an emergency influx of immigrants into the US, or to support the rapid development of new programs [emphasis mine].”³⁹  People all across the country who have reason to fear their government, from political dissidents to UFO Abductee/Experiencers, are asking, “What new detention programs?”

Dr. Carol Rusin was a protégé of the late Dr. Wernher von Braun, the preeminent Nazi rocket scientist who was brought to the US after World War II through a top-secret project code-named “Paperclip.”  Von Braun, who had designed the Nazi V-1 and V-2 rockets that destroyed much of London, was put in charge of all US space programs, up to and including Man’s walk on the Moon in 1969.  She says that Dr. von Braun had charged her with leading a crusade to prevent the deployment of weapons in space.

He told her numerous times that the Military-Industrial complex had a phony list of four external threats to the United States that would be used to support their funding.  The first, the Communist Threat, was already under way.  The second was to be a Terrorist Threat, followed by an Asteroid Threat, and after that would come the Alien Threat.  While each of these “threats” was supposed to stimulate military spending, the Alien Threat was meant to also support their control of space.  He wanted her to work to ban space-based weapons so that international treaties against their use would be in place by the time the Alien Threat was brought into play.  According to Dr. Rusin, Von Braun told her on several occasions that human contact with many different kinds of Extraterrestrials was already a reality, and that “none of them are hostile.”⁴⁰

It appears that everything is nearly in place for the Alien Threat.  One of our most beloved presidents suggested the idea several times; there is/was a law on the books declaring contact with Aliens to be grounds for forced detention; and now the government is building camps in which UFO Abductee/Experiencers can, at some future date, be rounded up and detained.  I think it’s obvious where things are currently headed.  If disclosure were to happen tomorrow, the “spin” would undoubtedly be negative, meant to generate as much fear as possible.  Maybe they’re planning to skip the Asteroid Threat and go right to the Alien Menace.

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³⁷    New York Times, October 9, 1955.

38    The full text of the law is available online from many different websites, including http://www.abovetopsecret.com/pages/etlaw.html.

³⁹    Although the original press release has been removed from Halliburton’s website, the author has a copy on file.  {Read a PDF copy}  Halliburton has since sold KBR.

40    An interview of Dr. Rusin by Dr. Steven Greer (of the UFO Disclosure Project) is available at http://www.illuminati-news.com/ufos-and-aliens/html/carol_rosin.htm.

TOMORROW’S POST: “Testing, Testing, 1-2-3”

(From Pages 250 – 257 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

Just like Neo in the movie Matrix, you’ve been “Awakened” from your familiar existence into a world of the fantastic.  You can pretend it isn’t happening.  Many do.  Denial can be a good coping tool.  If you feel that you can’t function in the everyday world and deal with a paradigm shift at the same time, then you might want to consider that as a course of action.  Just put this craziness out of your mind.  Think about something else, preferably work or some other such reality-grounding aspect of your life.  Put on the blinders and concentrate on what’s in front of you.  It’s okay, really.  Take the blue capsule and go back to sleep.

But if you’re like me and cannot ignore something as big as the Alien presence on Earth, especially once you’ve discovered that you’re personally involved, then I truly feel sorry for you because I know what you’re in for.  You swallowed the red capsule, and there’s no going back.

For many, their Awakening is a shattering experience.   It’s meant to be.  Paradigms aren’t shifted easily.  A paradigm is supposed to be something that you can rely on, like the ground under your feet.  If it shifts unexpectedly, you can lose your balance and fall.  When that happens, many Abductee/Experiencers react with bouts of depression, sometime clinically severe.  Often these people seek psychiatric help and wind up in their local mental health system, misdiagnosed (usually with Bipolar Disorder) and taking psychotropic prescription medications.  If you suspect that your depression, which might be cyclic in nature, is due to ET contact experiences (especially if you don’t have the corresponding “highs” that characterize true Bipolar Disorder), then I suggest that you don’t go down that road.  It’s likely to be a dead end and it won’t be easy to turn around and go back, once you’re in the system.  A diagnosis of mental illness can haunt you for a lifetime.  Don’t go there if you don’t have to.

That is, of course, unless you’re feeling suicidal.  If that’s the case, then by all means seek professional help.  Once you’re feeling better you can decide what to do, but such thoughts are hard to shake off.  Call 911 right away.  Don’t delay!

That being said, how does one function in the everyday world and cope with the stress of ET contact, if not with “medications” of some kind?³⁵  First, I would suggest keeping a journal of your ET experiences.  Putting it down on paper can be very therapeutic.   Writing it down helps to remind you later that it really did happen, that you aren’t crazy, and that it wasn’t a dream or hallucination.  It will also protect the details of your experiences from a faulty memory, should you wish later to tell your story either verbally or in print.

But just keeping a journal isn’t likely to be enough.  It’s just too hard to keep something like personal contact with Aliens to yourself.  You will want to tell someone.  You’ll most likely start with your family and friends, who may or may not be supportive.  If they are, you’re very fortunate.  Many are not and their rejection can add to the severity of any depressive episodes you might have.

The obvious place for an Abductee/Experiencer to look for a friendly ear to bend, or to hear the stories of others like themselves, is a UFO support group.  If you’re lucky enough to live near a large metropolitan area, there might be one nearby that you can attend.  If not, the sense of isolation can be hard to bear, especially when friends or family are unresponsive to your emotional need to share this new, fantastic part of your life.

As an aside, let me say that those who don’t have a local support group can now gain access to one on online.  OPUS (Organization for Paranormal Understanding and Support) has an email-based UFO support group, where each communication is shared with everyone in the group, and individuals can respond at will (or not).  For information, write to P.O. Box 320174, Los Gatos, California 95032-0174, or email LesterV424@aol.com or JuniMoon7@aol.com.  OPUS is registered with the IRS as a non-profit organization, formed for the public good, and maintains a website at www.opus-net.org.

Before you join any support group, however, there are some things of which you should be aware.  Do not assume that the facilitator of any support group will necessarily have your best interests in mind.  Some are run by researchers who seem more interested in “picking your brain,” than providing any real emotional support to those who attend their meetings.  I’ve met a couple who had reputations for using their influence over Experiencers to foster an almost cult-like following.  Unfortunately, in UFOlogy not everyone is who they represent themselves to be.

If you do come out publicly, know that you will eventually come to the attention of Majestic and that a file will be opened with your name on it.  How large that file becomes, and even the extent to which you will be harassed by Majestic, will depend largely on how successful you are in convincing others of the reality of the presence of ETs on Earth.  If you don’t make waves, you’ll probably be left alone for the most part.

That’s not to say you won’t be monitored.  Assume that everything you do or say is noted and recorded electronically, even when visiting the offices of professionals like doctors and dentists.  That, unfortunately, is a given.  But if you don’t write books or articles and don’t tell strangers of your experiences outside of support group meetings, which are always monitored by Majestic anyway, their agents will most likely stay in the background.  Just know, though, that any privacy you think you have is only an illusion.

If, however, you are a credible person and you talk rationally to others about your contact experiences, then our secret government will consider you a threat and you will be targeted.  It’s then that you’ll be marked for harassment, and Majestic’s overt intrusions into your life will begin.  The nature of that harassment can take many forms.  Some will be meant to mislead you, others to frighten you.

One form of harassment, which at first you probably wouldn’t even recognize as such, appears as just a string of “bad luck.”  Misfortune of course happens naturally, but in cases where it’s Majestic manipulating from behind the scenes, your personal crisis is meant to isolate you and keep you occupied with survival issues.  That way you won’t have time to devote to things like attending UFO conventions or writing a book about your ET experiences.

Another form of harassment is what I call “Red Herrings.”  I described an example of this earlier, when Majestic agents came into my apartment while I slept and disfigured a religious pendant of mine.  I would lay it carefully on my night stand before retiring and on two occasions I awoke to find it charred and twisted.  (I replaced it after the first time and they did it again.)   I realized later that it was meant to make me believe that the ETs, for whatever reason, were reacting violently to my religion.  This kind of stunt can only work if the target isn’t yet aware of Majestic’s presence in their life.  Once someone understands that they’re under government surveillance, then tactics like that can’t be made to work any longer and the harassment is bumped up a notch.

It will likely now be of the variety designed to make you act paranoid.  If you’re talking about UFOs at all, Majestic will want you talking crazy.  If you’re obviously agitated when you tell people the government is spying on you, you might sound crazy enough to attract the attention of the men in white coats and then there goes your credibility.

Examples of a low-level form of this type of harassment are the “clicks” that many people hear on their telephones when they suspect their conversations are being recorded.  The truth is that Majestic wants you to hear those clicks and to know that they’re listening so you’ll talk “crazy” to your friends and family.  It’s not that they’re working with antiquated mechanical equipment that makes noises.  If they didn’t want you to know they’re there, you wouldn’t hear anything.

If for some reason you’re on their “special” list, then watch out.  It can get ugly, but try and keep your cool nonetheless.  If you find yourself under psychological attack, know that acting freaked-out is exactly what Majestic wants you to do.  If instead you can remain calm and rational when you talk about your harassment, you’ll be fighting back in the most effective way possible.  Whenever I attend UFO conventions or support groups, or in any way present myself as an UFO Experiencer in public, I dress in business attire.  It’s amazing what being well dressed does for one’s credibility.

Many an Experiencer has had an “aha!” moment, when they thought they had put some pieces of the puzzle together, only to find out later that they didn’t really fit.  If you think you know the answer, you probably don’t, at least not consciously.  In other words, I recommend suspending judgment on most things.  Stanton Friedman, noted UFO researcher and author, advises the same.  He calls it his “Gray Box.”  If he doesn’t know for sure, it goes into the Gray Box to await any further information on the subject.

Be open-minded, but be critical at the same time.  There is much disinformation in UFOlogy.  I’m inclined to believe Jim Keith when he said, “There are a number of accounts of the military attempting to infiltrate public UFO research organizations, apparently in an attempt to monitor and disinform the field, and to delude the public at large on the subject of UFOs.  On a number of occasions the UFO field has been infiltrated by military intelligence personnel, and well-known UFO ‘researchers,’ possibly even the majority of the prominent ones, have loyalties that seem not to reside with the UFO research community or with the truth.”36

During the late 1960s, there were so many FBI agents who had infiltrated the Black Panther Party that they were literally informing on each other!  I’m sure that the UFO community receives the same overkill treatment from Majestic.  They have an unlimited Black Budget from which to draw and can afford to fund any scheme their little, reptilian minds can hatch.  (I’m sorry.  Is my bias showing?)

I’m just saying be skeptical.  Believe half of what you see, half again of what you hear; and put the rest in your Gray Box.

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35   I have an old VHS tape of a lecture by Budd Hopkins titled Hidden Memories: Are you a UFO Abductee? where he talked about how a disproportionate number of the members of his support group had addictions, either to cigarettes and/or alcohol, with excess consumption of the latter being an attempt to self-medicate.

36    Keith, p. 33.

TOMORROW’S POST: “Do We Really Want an End to the UFO Cover-Up”

(From Pages 246 – 249 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

When trying to assess what’s happening to them, the memories that the newly Awakened carry with them, both consciously and unconsciously, are logical places to start.  At some point in their search for answers, many Abductee/Experiencers seek to explore what their subconscious mind, which remembers everything, may reveal under hypnosis.

First, what hypnosis is not.  It’s not mind control.  Unless it’s done with the administering of drugs, the subject cannot be made to do anything that would not be in their best interests, or that would violate their ethics or moral standards in any way.  Even at the deepest levels, you’re conscious of your own critical thinking processes.  While you are open to “post-hypnotic” suggestions from the therapist, for your subconscious mind to accept them it must first determine that they’re not a threat to your safety.  Any outside directive given under hypnosis that it determines not to be in your best interests just won’t have any effect.

Hypnotherapy is not always productive.  Again, if your subconscious mind says no, it won’t happen.  The memory may be something you’re not ready to face.  As an Abductee/Experiencer, your subconscious is the keeper of all the secrets that you’re not yet ready to know.  You may want to know, but that’s not enough.  Your subconscious has to cooperate.

There may also be blocks put up by the ETs themselves.  This was true in my case, when I first attempted to recover memories of my childhood Abduction in Oklahoma, the “ball of fire” incident.  At first all I could see was the color blue.  My therapist was later told, by a fellow therapist working with another Abductee/Experiencer, that her client had come up against the same kind of “color barrier” in their hypnotherapy sessions, but in that case the color was red.

Most Abductee/Experiencers have some conscious memories of something “weird” happening, even if initially disguised as a vivid dream.   Here is a list of what I remember without the aid of hypnosis.  I’ve described these experiences earlier in my journal.

1. First and foremost, I saw two grays materialize in my apartment in the early morning hours of June 11, 1994.
2. I “dreamt” that I spent time with a specific woman, and after I “woke up” I wondered if she was an Experiencer, too.  I later met that very same person while fully conscious.  She recognized me, too, and asked me repeatedly if we had ever met before.
3. I heard something move in my apartment that sounded like it had claws, as it walked across my hardwood floor.
4. I remembered that as a child I met with other children at night in an abandoned horse barn, supervised by “grown-ups” whom we never could clearly see.
5. I “dreamt” that I was made to study the exact proprietary paperwork that I was to use months later in a new job.
6. I experienced a “Missing Time” episode in bumper-to-bumper traffic with one other person.
7. I “dreamt”/remembered that there were “Insects in My Face.”
8. I “dreamt”/remembered taking a ride in “The Flying Van.”
9. I was shown “The Miracle of the Lamp.”

And here is a list of ET- and UFO-related memories I’ve been able to access through hypnotherapy; not a lot.

1. A group of grays invaded our house in Oklahoma when I was a young boy.
2. I met Horus, the falcon-headed Egyptian sun and sky god.
3. I was in a large, white-colored area with curved walls (in a UFO?), seated on the floor in a position that suggested I had just suffered a fall.

As for the incident in Oklahoma, I’ve described it earlier in my UFO journal.  The other two recovered memories were from a free one-hour session that was offered to me sometime in the winter of 1995.  I didn’t have much money at the time and was happy not to have to pay for it.  The therapist took me to a very deep level of hypnosis, but her induction technique took so long that we didn’t spend much time there before the hour was up and she ended the session.

We were trying to determine how I had sustained a back injury.  I had woken up one morning and was about my apartment for an hour or so, when suddenly I cried out and sank to the floor in extreme pain.  I hadn’t even been moving at that moment.  I was just standing there, thinking about something, when (wham!) it was like someone flipped a switch.  One second, I was feeling fine; the next, I was on the floor in excruciating agony.

It was while we were trying to go back to the moment I sustained that injury that I saw the Egyptian god, Horus.  He was sitting behind a large desk, looking very much like an important business man.  After a second or two, he looked up at me.  That was all I saw of that incident.

After that image I was able to regress to what I think was the moment of my back injury and see myself in a large enclosed area.  Everything was white – the walls, the floor, everything.  I was near a “wall,” which was curved upward with no sharp angles, sitting on the floor with my hands behind me and my legs bent.  It looked as if I had just fallen and I was bracing my back.  That’s all I was able to see before the therapist called me back to the present.  I recently tried to access that memory again, with the aid of another hypnotherapist, but with no success.

Hypnosis can be a good tool, but it’s no panacea.  If the incident was of a traumatic nature and if remembering it would interfere with your ability to cope in the here-and-now, then your subconscious might not allow you access to that part of your memory banks.

If you’re up for it, though, it may be worth a shot.

TOMORROW’S POST: “Advice to the Newly Awakened”

(From Pages 225 – 229 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)

Interesting, the way we use various words to describe the degrees of our acceptance (or not) of the unusual nighttime experiences we undergo.  Abductee, Contactee, or Experiencer, these are the ways we refer to ourselves.  Each describes our reaction to the High Strangeness that suddenly enveloped us.

The first, “Abductee,” is by the very definition of its root word negative in connotation.  It implies being a victim.  When I first became aware that something was happening to me while I was supposedly still asleep in my bed, my “night terrors” began.   Rapid heartbeat, projectile vomiting (even while still asleep) and the inability to sleep through the night were hard to take, but I didn’t think of myself as a victim.  It was only my body that was reacting fearfully.  I even wrote a poem about it.²⁸

Then I remembered the screams of my daughter as she underwent her first series of Abductions (and to her they were certainly Abductions).   Then I did feel like a victim.  My parental instincts kicked in and I was filled with rage.  If I could have gotten my hands around one of their scrawny little necks, I would have gladly strangled myself a gray.  While others might start out an Abductee and then evolve into a Contactee once they begin to reach out to comprehend what they’re involved in, I did it the other way around.

But that didn’t last long.  The righteousness of my anger was quickly deflated when I heard of the atrocities that we humans were inflicting on ourselves at the time in Rwanda.  If we could do such horrible things to our own species, even to our women and children, then who was I to say that other, more advanced beings didn’t have the right to do whatever they were doing to us?  I didn’t know what they were doing, or why they selected my daughter and me as people to do it to.  There was nothing that I was able to do about the impossible situation in which I found myself, so I decided to take a “wait and see” attitude, while I further investigated the rabbit hole into which I had fallen.  At that point, nothing had actually changed except that now I was much more cautious of the ETs than I had been before.

As long as a person continues to be fearful of the situation, the ETs will continue to be indifferent as they go about their business of collecting tissue samples and performing their various medical procedures.  If, however, one is willing to try to work beyond their fear to better understand the consciousness lurking behind the mystery that lies inside this enigma called “Alien Abduction,” then the ETs will begin to take a personal interest in their subject.  As the Abductee reaches out to try and understand what’s happening, the ETs will begin to reveal more of themselves.  Once the fear is under control – it being the one real obstacle to interspecies communication and understanding – our real work with them (whatever that might be) can begin.

In conversations with a rabbi friend of mine, he pointed out that when the rat figures out the maze he’s in, he gets the personal attention of the research scientist.  At first I had nothing to say to that, but as I progressed in my relationship with the ETs, I came to understand that, although there is the impersonal medical aspect of it all, my contacts with Aliens had the potential to evolve into something much greater and personally enriching.  I’ve felt genuine love and concern from behind those big black eyes.    Professionalism doesn’t have to be impersonal, although it often is.  It is possible to be on friendly terms with the doctor who tells you to bend over and cough.

Once your natural fear of the unknown is brought under control, your life becomes very different indeed, as you’re hit with even more strangeness than before and at a much faster pace.  At this point you’ve morphed into an “Experiencer.”  Just sit back and enjoy the ride.  Pay attention, though, because its school time and you will be tested.

Besides these three standard ways to describe one’s relationship with the ETs (Abductee, Contactee and Experiencer) I believe there is a fourth that I call “Initiate.”  If I quietly contemplate my feelings about it all, I realize I am doing so much more with the ETs than just cooperating.  I’m working very closely with them and I feel I’ve been allowed on the inside of something big.  What I’m doing and what I’ve been initiated into I do not know, at least consciously, but I’m convinced that, whatever it is, it’s very important and necessary for all concerned.

 Although I don’t know what my role is in all of this, I do know of two other “Initiates” who have been trained to pilot spacecraft.  One is my friend Harold and the other is his lifelong friend, Damien, and they’ve always been very simpatico with each other.  When they’re together they will sometimes face one other and fall into a trance of sorts, where they “see” in front of them a bank of large buttons with various symbols (triangles, squares, crescent moons, starbursts, etc) and begin pressing them (in thin air) in the different sequences that they’ve been carefully taught.  They tell me that by pressing the buttons in various sequences they can pilot the craft to different destinations.  The interesting thing is that the two of them must cooperate and synchronize their movements with each other for the ship to go anywhere.

Abductee, Contactee, Experiencer, or Initiate, it’s possible to be all four at one time or another.  In fact each normally evolves from the previous, if you open yourself up enough to let it happen.

Again, here are what I believe to be the four different relationships that are possible for us to have with the ETs.

1. Abductee (a state of fear)
2. Contactee (a “wait and see” attitude)
3. Experiencer (willing cooperation and lots of High Strangeness)
4. Initiate (receiving specific training)

If you’re one of the estimated seven million or more (in the United States alone) who is personally involved in this fantastic adventure, then I ask which one are you, dear reader?

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28    Confronting the Boogie Man, page 36. {Post #13 – Chuck}

TOMORROW’S POST: “Recovering Memories through Hypnotherapy”