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There has been a sixty-degree around corner shooting system in production since the 2000s, called CornerShot. It's primarily for pistols, but they're working on a true rifle version. So far, it seems a little cumbersome.
UFOnauts: What they look like...?
And i don't think Germans were afraid of anything US had at the time, only advantage US had was in quantity, Nazis, SS in particular were SO far ahead of US, it is no wonder they intentionally "lost" the european war and moved to Antarctica and South America and, very likely, soon to Moon and beyond.
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Once more
Also recommendation for everyone who already has not to study electronics.
wavelength = c/f
f = 1/T
a = v/t
momentum = mv
Kinetic Energy ke = 1/2 mv²
centrifugal/centripetal force: F = mv²/r
Force = Mass * acceleration
Work = force * distance moved unit: newton meter or joule or Work = Mass * Gravity * Height
Work = Change in Energy
Power = work / time = force * displacement / time = force * velocity
Power (hp,watt) = work(ENERGY)/time aka time rate of energy transfer
Energy = Power x Time
XL= 2πfL
I= V/XL Alternating current flowing through inductor is applied voltage / inductive reactance
XC= -1/2πfC
Z = sqrt(R² + (Xc - Xl)²)
I = (V-E)/Z current through transformer primary E = voltage drop across primary inductance
F = 1/6.2832√LC
F = 1/2π√LC
C= 1/4π²Fr²L
Fl = R/2πL cutoff frequency of RL low pass filter
Fc = 1/2πRC cutoff frequency of RC low pass filter
ohms law: V = IR
power per second:
P = IV
P = I²R copper losses
P = V²/R
P=VI*PF true power (V and I are average, RMS)
energy stored in an inductor E = LI²/2
energy stored in an cap E = 1/2 QV = Q²/2C = CV²/2
for capacitor and inductor circuit V=IZ
for capacitor circuit V=C*(dv/dt)*R
I = C dv/dt current through a cap
1 Volt = 1 Joule/Coulomb
1 Watt = 1 Joule/Second
1 Ampere = 1 Coulomb/Second
V × A = J/C × C/s = J/s = Watt
electric energy E = IVt and E = (V²/R)t
1F = 1C / 1V - amount of electric charge in coulombs that is stored per 1 volt
C = Q / V and C = kA/d
E = F / Q electric field (N/C or V/m) is force per charge
F = qE + qv x B lorentz law, em forces on a charge
R = 80*pi^2*(L/W)^2 rad. res. of antenna where L=length of antenna, and W = wavelength
t = L/R inductor time constant, after 5t (transient time) current reaches 99.5%
t = RC for RC circuit, after 5RC cap is 99.5% charged
capacitor full discharge time is also 5t
transformer size is proportional to B MAX =V/F
in alternator emf leads flux by 90°+
energy content of wave is proportional to the amplitude squared P = E²
Z = sqrt( L / C ) cable characteristic impedance
reactive load temporary stores energy, not waste it (unless PS cant take it back)
v = L(di/dt) BACKEMF from an inductor
Short circuit current = V / alternator internal resistance
V=-N*dΦ/dt voltage farraday's law
V = BLv farraday law for moving conductor
flux density = amper x turns x core permeability x core area / m² (T)
F = ILxB force on a conductor in a magnetic field - laplace
as load increases, current in the conductor must increase to balance the forces: I = F/BL
free space impedence 376Ohm
C = 1 / sqrt permitivity x permeability of space
Q = XL/R
Also recommendation for everyone who already has not to study electronics.
wavelength = c/f
f = 1/T
a = v/t
momentum = mv
Kinetic Energy ke = 1/2 mv²
centrifugal/centripetal force: F = mv²/r
Force = Mass * acceleration
Work = force * distance moved unit: newton meter or joule or Work = Mass * Gravity * Height
Work = Change in Energy
Power = work / time = force * displacement / time = force * velocity
Power (hp,watt) = work(ENERGY)/time aka time rate of energy transfer
Energy = Power x Time
XL= 2πfL
I= V/XL Alternating current flowing through inductor is applied voltage / inductive reactance
XC= -1/2πfC
Z = sqrt(R² + (Xc - Xl)²)
I = (V-E)/Z current through transformer primary E = voltage drop across primary inductance
F = 1/6.2832√LC
F = 1/2π√LC
C= 1/4π²Fr²L
Fl = R/2πL cutoff frequency of RL low pass filter
Fc = 1/2πRC cutoff frequency of RC low pass filter
ohms law: V = IR
power per second:
P = IV
P = I²R copper losses
P = V²/R
P=VI*PF true power (V and I are average, RMS)
energy stored in an inductor E = LI²/2
energy stored in an cap E = 1/2 QV = Q²/2C = CV²/2
for capacitor and inductor circuit V=IZ
for capacitor circuit V=C*(dv/dt)*R
I = C dv/dt current through a cap
1 Volt = 1 Joule/Coulomb
1 Watt = 1 Joule/Second
1 Ampere = 1 Coulomb/Second
V × A = J/C × C/s = J/s = Watt
electric energy E = IVt and E = (V²/R)t
1F = 1C / 1V - amount of electric charge in coulombs that is stored per 1 volt
C = Q / V and C = kA/d
E = F / Q electric field (N/C or V/m) is force per charge
F = qE + qv x B lorentz law, em forces on a charge
R = 80*pi^2*(L/W)^2 rad. res. of antenna where L=length of antenna, and W = wavelength
t = L/R inductor time constant, after 5t (transient time) current reaches 99.5%
t = RC for RC circuit, after 5RC cap is 99.5% charged
capacitor full discharge time is also 5t
transformer size is proportional to B MAX =V/F
in alternator emf leads flux by 90°+
energy content of wave is proportional to the amplitude squared P = E²
Z = sqrt( L / C ) cable characteristic impedance
reactive load temporary stores energy, not waste it (unless PS cant take it back)
v = L(di/dt) BACKEMF from an inductor
Short circuit current = V / alternator internal resistance
V=-N*dΦ/dt voltage farraday's law
V = BLv farraday law for moving conductor
flux density = amper x turns x core permeability x core area / m² (T)
F = ILxB force on a conductor in a magnetic field - laplace
as load increases, current in the conductor must increase to balance the forces: I = F/BL
free space impedence 376Ohm
C = 1 / sqrt permitivity x permeability of space
Q = XL/R
Hundreds of pages on secret Nazi tech.
A C.I.A. document dated August 18, 1952 mentioning that the Germans were building "flying saucers" as early as 1941. From the German book Die Dunkle Seite Des Mondes (The Dark Side of the Moon) by Brad Harris (1996, Pandora Books, Germany).
Cryptic And Enigmatic Letter Describes Flying Disc Development
On the left is the original letter sent to the author by Andreas Epp. On the right is a typed version done by Kadmon. Notes in English are directed to the author. The letter starts without any formal or Informal greeting, stating only "Still alive". Flying disc research "sehrgut" with vertical take-off at speeds of 860-880 per hour (525-550 milesper hour).
Original and author's translation of letter signed by Lange acknowledging Epp's role in flying disc history and advisors for both the Schriever-Habermohl project and the next project to be discussed, the Miethe-Belluzzo project, were exactly the same individuals (43).
A C.I.A. document dated August 18, 1952 mentioning that the Germans were building "flying saucers" as early as 1941. From the German book Die Dunkle Seite Des Mondes (The Dark Side of the Moon) by Brad Harris (1996, Pandora Books, Germany).
Cryptic And Enigmatic Letter Describes Flying Disc Development
On the left is the original letter sent to the author by Andreas Epp. On the right is a typed version done by Kadmon. Notes in English are directed to the author. The letter starts without any formal or Informal greeting, stating only "Still alive". Flying disc research "sehrgut" with vertical take-off at speeds of 860-880 per hour (525-550 milesper hour).
Original and author's translation of letter signed by Lange acknowledging Epp's role in flying disc history and advisors for both the Schriever-Habermohl project and the next project to be discussed, the Miethe-Belluzzo project, were exactly the same individuals (43).
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Michael X. Barton is the author who, in 1968, wrote The German Saucer Story. In the second book returns to the theme again (2). This time he cites a source. His primary informant, Hermann Klaas, describes twelve secret weapons to Barton. They are:
1. The flying disc
2. A tank made entirely of one piece of metal
3. The sound wave weapon
4. A laser beam weapon
5. A flaming artificial cloud
6. A robot bomb
7. A charged cloud weapon
8. An armor piercing projectile
9. The electromagnetic KM-2 rocket
10. A paralyzing ray
11. Electronic ball lighting
12. The flying bottle, tube, sphere, etc.
Vril 7
1. The flying disc
2. A tank made entirely of one piece of metal
3. The sound wave weapon
4. A laser beam weapon
5. A flaming artificial cloud
6. A robot bomb
7. A charged cloud weapon
8. An armor piercing projectile
9. The electromagnetic KM-2 rocket
10. A paralyzing ray
11. Electronic ball lighting
12. The flying bottle, tube, sphere, etc.
Vril 7
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The launch pad at the Peenemünde research station, deep in the pine forests of the island of Usedom
on the remote Baltic coast. All the test flights of the A4 were initiated from this site. Also the place where saucer magic happened (among other places).
Many of the A4s captured intact found their way to the United States (as did most of the development
team). This A4 is being readied for launch, probably at the White Sands Proving Ground, New Mexico.
on the remote Baltic coast. All the test flights of the A4 were initiated from this site. Also the place where saucer magic happened (among other places).
Many of the A4s captured intact found their way to the United States (as did most of the development
team). This A4 is being readied for launch, probably at the White Sands Proving Ground, New Mexico.
US, Russia and others replicated the SS saucers after the war.
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In the early Wednesday’s morning on March 23, 1966, William Eddie Laxson was driving to work as usual. He was working as an electrical engineer / electronics instructor at Sheppard Air Force Base since 1951. Approximately 10 minutes after he left his home in Temple town, Oklahoma, he turned right on U.S. Highway 70 towards Randlett, passed the farmhouse on his left, and was forced to stop the car, because in the middle of the road was parked a 75 feet (23 meters) long spacecraft! The time was 5:05 a.m.
In his report for Project Blue Book, Mr Laxson described the craft as “conventional C-124 aircraft without wings or motors“. Eddie Laxson was very familiar with conventional aircraft. He had over 8,000 flying hours in a single-engine aircraft — mostly as flight instructor, and he had taught an aircraft identification course at the University of Arkansas in 1942! In short, Eddie Laxson was the perfect, credible witness.
After Eddie Laxson hit the brakes and stopped at approx. 50 yards (46 meters) from the “fish-shaped” spacecraft, he got out of the car, and started running towards the mystery craft. He saw a man (crew member or pilot?) standing next to the spacecraft. The man was dressed in green Air Force fatigue-type uniform, wore a baseball tan cap, and had chevrons on his sleeves. The man was about 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighed about 180 pounds. Mr. Laxson was only 80 feet (24 meters) away, estimating the man’s age at about 30 and reported that the insignias on his sleeves looked like U.S. Air Force stripes.
Significantly, Eddie Laxson noticed that the electrogravitic vehicle had the insignia TL 4138, or TL 4738, on its side. He quickly jolted down the numerals in the dirt at the edge of the roadway but couldn’t be certain of the second digit after returning to copy them on paper. In the meantime, the mystery man (pilot?) bolted into the spacecraft, and took off. The machine went straight up for about 50 feet (15 meters) and without turning or banking accelerated to approximately 720 mph (1159 km/h), heading towards Red River. Eddie Laxson described the sound as “high-pitched electric drill”. When the electrogravitic vehicle rose in the air it seemed to have a magnetic effect on the hair on Laxson’s arms.
Below is the transcribed text of the newspaper article, published in The Lawton Constitution, describing two more witnesses of the TL4768 spacecraft:
Air Force Quizzes Temple Man
On ‘Flying Fish-Shaped Object’
TEMPLE — An electronics instructor said today the Air Force was interested in his story of a mysterious fish-shaped object and uniformed pilot which he said landed on U.S. 70 south of here early Wednesday morning.
William Eddie Laxson, 56, an instructor at Sheppard Air Force Base who commutes to Wichita Falls from his home in Temple, reported the incident.
He said he had been contacted by Air Force officials and had been asked to tell his story to a “Captain Reynolds.” He said he did not know who the officer was or what agency he represented.
Laxson said he saw the object, which he described as shaped like a perch, blocking the highway at 5:05 a.m. Wednesday while he was driving to work.
Laxson said the object, which he estimated to be 60 to 70 feet long and 10 to 12 feet high, was parked at a 45-degree angle on the highway.
He said a man dressed in what he called green Air Force fatigue-type clothing was standing beside it. He said the man wore a tan cap with the bill turned up and had chevrons on his sleeves.
The Temple man explained that he was approximately 50 yards from the object, which was well lighted. He said his car lights also were on.
Laxson, who said he has been an electronics instructor at Sheppard [Air Force Base] since 1951, said the man was about 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighed about 180 pounds. He estimated the man’s age at about 30 and said the insignias on his sleeves looked like U.S. Air Force stripes.
The electronics instructor also said he had taught an aircraft identification course at the University of Arkansas in the early 1940s and could positively state the object was not a helicopter.
THE OBJECT stood on at least one “stem” and may have had more, Laxson said. The bottom of the object was about three feet off the ground, he reported. Laxson said he stopped his car, got out and started to run toward the object when he remembered he had a camera in his auto. As he went back to get the camera, the object took off, he said.
The aluminium-colored object went straight up for about 50 feet and without turning or banking went directly south toward Red River, the electronics instructor said.
Laxson said the object had no propeller and sounded like an electric drill while taking off.
LAXSON SAID he later talked to a truck driver who confirmed seeing the object while it was in the air.
Laxson reported the vehicle had the insignia TL 4138, or TL 4738, on its side. He said he quickly jolted down the numerals in the dirt at the edge of the roadway but couldn’t be certain of the second digit after returning to copy them on paper.
He told newsmen the chevrons appeared to curve or arch ontop. He thought the uniform had three chevrons up and three down.
LAXSON’S WIFE, Pearl, is a first grade teacher in Temple.
The instructor said the vehicle had four lights on its side. Two upper lights were aimed at the front and rear of the vehicle and the other two were focused on the ground, he said.
Laxson said the two aimed at the ground made a pattern which he described as a half-circle.
“The lights were the brightest and most brilliant I ever saw” he said.
Laxson said when the vehicle look off he couldn’t tell if the landing stems were retractable. When the vehicle rose in the air it seemed to have a magnetic effect on the hair on his arms, he said.
Laxson said that after the object left he got back in his auto and had driven about a half mile west of the sighting when he noticed a truck stopped at the edge of the roadway.
Laxson said he stopped, thinking the driver might be experiencing trouble.
THE DRIVER told Laxson he was not having mechanical trouble but had stopped because an object had been following him and he wanted to see what it was.
Laxson said the truck driver, C. W. Anderson, [of] Snyder, pointed to the object which was then travelling south.
Anderson works for Mangum Oil and Gas Co. of Mangum.
Anderson confirmed Wednesday that he had talked to Laxson and that he had sighted the object.
The truck driver said he had observed the object in his rear view mirror for some time. He said after he stopped his truck the object seemed to back off and settle down. This, apparently, was when the vehicle landed, he said.
ANDERSON said the object followed him at about the same speed for several miles.
The truck driver also said he had seen similar objects several times before. This was the first in about three months, he said.
Clyde Evans, Anderson’s employer, said the truck driver had been with the firm about 10 years.
Evans said other drivers on the same route had reported seeing strange objects.
Evans said Bob Stoll, also of Snyder, had reported Wednesday that he had driven a different route early Wednesday and also sighted a lighted flying object.
Evans said Stoll told him he was stopped at Junior’s Truck Stop, east of Waurika on U.S. 81, when he sighted the object near Hastings.
According to Evans, Stoll has seen the objects before. It was about 5:15 to 5:45 a.m. when he sighted the object Wednesday, Evans said.
And this
October 21, 1954, France.
A worker from Saint-Rémy (Vosges), Mr. Ujvari, 40 years old, has just told the gendarmes of Raon-l'Etape that, last Wednesday, around 3 a.m., he was stopped on the road by a stranger of large build and average height, wearing a gray jacket, decorated on the shoulders with shiny badges.
The man spoke an unknown language. Mr. Ujvari, of Czech nationality, tried to speak Russian. His interlocutor understood it perfectly. "Where am I, he asked, in Italy, in Spain?" He then inquired about the distance separating him from the German border, and the time. The worker having told him that it was around 3:30 a.m., the man took out of his jacket a watch that marked 4 a.m.
Then the stranger gave the worker the order to move forward. Soon Ujvari saw in the middle of the road a craft in the shape of two plates reversed one against the other, from which emerged a kind of periscope.
Arrived at about thirty meters from the apparatus, which was about 1.50 high and 2.50 m. wide, the stranger tells him to move away. But, looking back from time to time, Mr. Ujvari varies could see the machine rise slowly vertically with a noise of sewing machines. Arrived at an altitude of 500 meters, it took the horizontal and disappeared in direction of the south.
Mr. Ujvari said the unknown was wearing a helmet similar to that of a motorcyclist. He had a gun in his hand.
His last word to Mr. Ujvari was "farewell" in Russian.
ufo - UFOS at close sight: the 1954 French flap, October 21, Saint-Remy, Vosges
Also famous ARV Fluxliner which went superluminal in the early-mid 70s.
According to the testimony of Jan Harzan, an engineer and one of the directors of MUFON, in 1976, at a lecture by Ben Rich, who was the director of Lockheed Skunkworks (a division of Lockheed for secret projects) for 16 years, Ben showed a black disk in space at the end of the lecture and declared "We now have the technology that will take ET home".
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In the early Wednesday’s morning on March 23, 1966, William Eddie Laxson was driving to work as usual. He was working as an electrical engineer / electronics instructor at Sheppard Air Force Base since 1951. Approximately 10 minutes after he left his home in Temple town, Oklahoma, he turned right on U.S. Highway 70 towards Randlett, passed the farmhouse on his left, and was forced to stop the car, because in the middle of the road was parked a 75 feet (23 meters) long spacecraft! The time was 5:05 a.m.
In his report for Project Blue Book, Mr Laxson described the craft as “conventional C-124 aircraft without wings or motors“. Eddie Laxson was very familiar with conventional aircraft. He had over 8,000 flying hours in a single-engine aircraft — mostly as flight instructor, and he had taught an aircraft identification course at the University of Arkansas in 1942! In short, Eddie Laxson was the perfect, credible witness.
After Eddie Laxson hit the brakes and stopped at approx. 50 yards (46 meters) from the “fish-shaped” spacecraft, he got out of the car, and started running towards the mystery craft. He saw a man (crew member or pilot?) standing next to the spacecraft. The man was dressed in green Air Force fatigue-type uniform, wore a baseball tan cap, and had chevrons on his sleeves. The man was about 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighed about 180 pounds. Mr. Laxson was only 80 feet (24 meters) away, estimating the man’s age at about 30 and reported that the insignias on his sleeves looked like U.S. Air Force stripes.
Significantly, Eddie Laxson noticed that the electrogravitic vehicle had the insignia TL 4138, or TL 4738, on its side. He quickly jolted down the numerals in the dirt at the edge of the roadway but couldn’t be certain of the second digit after returning to copy them on paper. In the meantime, the mystery man (pilot?) bolted into the spacecraft, and took off. The machine went straight up for about 50 feet (15 meters) and without turning or banking accelerated to approximately 720 mph (1159 km/h), heading towards Red River. Eddie Laxson described the sound as “high-pitched electric drill”. When the electrogravitic vehicle rose in the air it seemed to have a magnetic effect on the hair on Laxson’s arms.
Below is the transcribed text of the newspaper article, published in The Lawton Constitution, describing two more witnesses of the TL4768 spacecraft:
Air Force Quizzes Temple Man
On ‘Flying Fish-Shaped Object’
TEMPLE — An electronics instructor said today the Air Force was interested in his story of a mysterious fish-shaped object and uniformed pilot which he said landed on U.S. 70 south of here early Wednesday morning.
William Eddie Laxson, 56, an instructor at Sheppard Air Force Base who commutes to Wichita Falls from his home in Temple, reported the incident.
He said he had been contacted by Air Force officials and had been asked to tell his story to a “Captain Reynolds.” He said he did not know who the officer was or what agency he represented.
Laxson said he saw the object, which he described as shaped like a perch, blocking the highway at 5:05 a.m. Wednesday while he was driving to work.
Laxson said the object, which he estimated to be 60 to 70 feet long and 10 to 12 feet high, was parked at a 45-degree angle on the highway.
He said a man dressed in what he called green Air Force fatigue-type clothing was standing beside it. He said the man wore a tan cap with the bill turned up and had chevrons on his sleeves.
The Temple man explained that he was approximately 50 yards from the object, which was well lighted. He said his car lights also were on.
Laxson, who said he has been an electronics instructor at Sheppard [Air Force Base] since 1951, said the man was about 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighed about 180 pounds. He estimated the man’s age at about 30 and said the insignias on his sleeves looked like U.S. Air Force stripes.
The electronics instructor also said he had taught an aircraft identification course at the University of Arkansas in the early 1940s and could positively state the object was not a helicopter.
THE OBJECT stood on at least one “stem” and may have had more, Laxson said. The bottom of the object was about three feet off the ground, he reported. Laxson said he stopped his car, got out and started to run toward the object when he remembered he had a camera in his auto. As he went back to get the camera, the object took off, he said.
The aluminium-colored object went straight up for about 50 feet and without turning or banking went directly south toward Red River, the electronics instructor said.
Laxson said the object had no propeller and sounded like an electric drill while taking off.
LAXSON SAID he later talked to a truck driver who confirmed seeing the object while it was in the air.
Laxson reported the vehicle had the insignia TL 4138, or TL 4738, on its side. He said he quickly jolted down the numerals in the dirt at the edge of the roadway but couldn’t be certain of the second digit after returning to copy them on paper.
He told newsmen the chevrons appeared to curve or arch ontop. He thought the uniform had three chevrons up and three down.
LAXSON’S WIFE, Pearl, is a first grade teacher in Temple.
The instructor said the vehicle had four lights on its side. Two upper lights were aimed at the front and rear of the vehicle and the other two were focused on the ground, he said.
Laxson said the two aimed at the ground made a pattern which he described as a half-circle.
“The lights were the brightest and most brilliant I ever saw” he said.
Laxson said when the vehicle look off he couldn’t tell if the landing stems were retractable. When the vehicle rose in the air it seemed to have a magnetic effect on the hair on his arms, he said.
Laxson said that after the object left he got back in his auto and had driven about a half mile west of the sighting when he noticed a truck stopped at the edge of the roadway.
Laxson said he stopped, thinking the driver might be experiencing trouble.
THE DRIVER told Laxson he was not having mechanical trouble but had stopped because an object had been following him and he wanted to see what it was.
Laxson said the truck driver, C. W. Anderson, [of] Snyder, pointed to the object which was then travelling south.
Anderson works for Mangum Oil and Gas Co. of Mangum.
Anderson confirmed Wednesday that he had talked to Laxson and that he had sighted the object.
The truck driver said he had observed the object in his rear view mirror for some time. He said after he stopped his truck the object seemed to back off and settle down. This, apparently, was when the vehicle landed, he said.
ANDERSON said the object followed him at about the same speed for several miles.
The truck driver also said he had seen similar objects several times before. This was the first in about three months, he said.
Clyde Evans, Anderson’s employer, said the truck driver had been with the firm about 10 years.
Evans said other drivers on the same route had reported seeing strange objects.
Evans said Bob Stoll, also of Snyder, had reported Wednesday that he had driven a different route early Wednesday and also sighted a lighted flying object.
Evans said Stoll told him he was stopped at Junior’s Truck Stop, east of Waurika on U.S. 81, when he sighted the object near Hastings.
According to Evans, Stoll has seen the objects before. It was about 5:15 to 5:45 a.m. when he sighted the object Wednesday, Evans said.
And this
October 21, 1954, France.
A worker from Saint-Rémy (Vosges), Mr. Ujvari, 40 years old, has just told the gendarmes of Raon-l'Etape that, last Wednesday, around 3 a.m., he was stopped on the road by a stranger of large build and average height, wearing a gray jacket, decorated on the shoulders with shiny badges.
The man spoke an unknown language. Mr. Ujvari, of Czech nationality, tried to speak Russian. His interlocutor understood it perfectly. "Where am I, he asked, in Italy, in Spain?" He then inquired about the distance separating him from the German border, and the time. The worker having told him that it was around 3:30 a.m., the man took out of his jacket a watch that marked 4 a.m.
Then the stranger gave the worker the order to move forward. Soon Ujvari saw in the middle of the road a craft in the shape of two plates reversed one against the other, from which emerged a kind of periscope.
Arrived at about thirty meters from the apparatus, which was about 1.50 high and 2.50 m. wide, the stranger tells him to move away. But, looking back from time to time, Mr. Ujvari varies could see the machine rise slowly vertically with a noise of sewing machines. Arrived at an altitude of 500 meters, it took the horizontal and disappeared in direction of the south.
Mr. Ujvari said the unknown was wearing a helmet similar to that of a motorcyclist. He had a gun in his hand.
His last word to Mr. Ujvari was "farewell" in Russian.
ufo - UFOS at close sight: the 1954 French flap, October 21, Saint-Remy, Vosges
Also famous ARV Fluxliner which went superluminal in the early-mid 70s.
According to the testimony of Jan Harzan, an engineer and one of the directors of MUFON, in 1976, at a lecture by Ben Rich, who was the director of Lockheed Skunkworks (a division of Lockheed for secret projects) for 16 years, Ben showed a black disk in space at the end of the lecture and declared "We now have the technology that will take ET home".
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Suzane Hansen meeting soul of her future son on grey ship.
Ship's powersource from Lanulos case
Project Subterrene, a nuclear drill that leaves behind a smooth, glass wall, the same thing that reports describe as the so-called Agartha network that was done by the Atlanteans and even older races. Tunnels like these connect these underground bases across America and beyond.
Ship's powersource from Lanulos case
Project Subterrene, a nuclear drill that leaves behind a smooth, glass wall, the same thing that reports describe as the so-called Agartha network that was done by the Atlanteans and even older races. Tunnels like these connect these underground bases across America and beyond.
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From George Adamski Inside the Spaceships
I asked him if the ship would go close enough so that I could see the surface of our satellite with my own physical eyes. He smiled and said, “That will not be necessary. Come and look—with this instrument we can bring the Moon up to within a short distance of where we are, so that you will be able to see it as clearly as if you were walking on it.” I asked him how far we now were from the Moon, and was told, “About forty thousand miles.” I hoped very much that we might circle the Moon, so that I could see for myself what was on the other side in that temperate zone he had mentioned. At the same time I realized that there might be things there which they did not care to have me see. And to this thought came a quick confirmation from the Saturnian pilot. “We must test you with the information already given you before we reveal some things. We realize, perhaps better than you, the weaknesses of men, even of those who have a great desire to do right. We must be careful not to add to Earthly destruction.” As the instrument for viewing the Moon at close range was adjusted, I was amazed to see bow completely wrong we are in our ideas about this, our nearest neighbor. Many of the craters are actually large valleys, surrounded with rugged mountains, created by some past terrific upheaval within the body of the Moon. I could see definite indications that, on the side which we see from Earth, at one time there must have been plenty of water. Zulu said, “There is still plenty on the other side, as well as much hidden deep within the mountains on this side.” He then pointed out to me, up on the flanks of the mountains surrounding the craters, definite traces of ancient water lines. True, some of the craters had been formed by meteorites hitting the Moon’s surface, but in every such case, these craters showed definite funnel bottoms. And as I studied the magnified surface of the Moon upon the screen before us, I noticed deep ruts through the ground and in some of the imbedded rock, which could have been made in no other way than by a heavy run-off of water in times past. In some of these places there was still a very small growth of vegetation perceptible. Part of the surface looked fine and powdery, while other portions appeared to consist of larger particles similar to coarse sand or fine gravel. As I watched, a small animal ran across the area I was observing. I could see that it was fourlegged and furry, but its speed prevented me from identifying it. Little of what I was seeing was strange to me, because for years I had been thinking and talking about it in much this way. The Saturnian appeared aware of this, for he stated that it was partly for this reason they had decided to give me this close view now. He promised that, at some later date, they would show me the other side of our Moon. “This, too,” he added, “will not be too different from the way you have imagined it.” As the promise was made to me, the screen showing the Moon went blank, although the other screens continued to operate.
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As we entered, Ramu must have touched a button for I saw two very small seats rise as if by magic out of the floor. And at the same time, directly in front of them, I saw our Moon appear in the center of a large screen. I was amazed at how close it looked, and not at all as if pictured on a screen, but with depth of space all around it. So this was the surprise! For a moment I thought we might be actually coming in for a landing. Ramu said, “You are now looking at the familiar side of your Moon, but we are not landing on it. The image is being reflected on the screen from one of the telescopes which was not in operation the first time you were with us. Look closely as we approach the surface and you will note considerable activity. In the numerous large craters which you see from Earth you will notice very large hangars—which you do not see! Notice, too, that the terrain here is very similar to your deserts. “We have built these hangars on such a scale in order that much larger ships than this one can enter easily. Also within these hangars are living quarters for a number of workers and their families, provided with every comfort. Water in abundance is piped in from the mountains, just as you have done on your Earth for the purpose of bringing fertility to your desert areas. “When a ship enters these hangars, a process of depressurizing the passengers takes place. This requires about twenty-four hours. Were this not done, the people would experience the greatest discomfort in stepping out on the Moon. Such a depressurization process is not yet conceivable to Earthlings. They understand too little about the bodily functions and their control. Actually, human lungs are able to adjust themselves to very low as well as high pressure, if deflation or inflation is not done too quickly. If hurried, death would result.” I would gladly have undergone the necessary deflation for the privilege of actually landing on the Moon. There was nothing demanding my immediate return to Earth. But with a sympathetic smile, Ramu said, “We have many things in store for you besides showing you the other side of your satellite before we return you to Earth. Watch closely now, for we are approaching the Moon’s rim. Notice those clouds forming. They are light and appear to be coming from nowhere, as clouds often do. Most of them gain no density whatsoever but dissipate almost immediately. Yet, under favorable conditions, some occasionally do gain density. It is the shadows of these which have been seen through telescopes from Earth. “Now we are approaching the side never seen from Earth. Look at the surface directly below us. See, there are mountains in this section. You can even see snow on the peaks of the higher ones, and a growth of heavy timber on the lower slopes. On this side of the Moon are a number of mountain lakes and rivers. You can see one of the lakes below. The rivers empty into a very large body of water. “Now you can see a number of communities of varying sizes, both in the valleys and on the mountain slopes. Preferences of people here, as anywhere else, vary in regard to living at one or another altitude. And here, as elsewhere, the natural activities to support life are very similar to those wherever mankind is found. “Had we time to land and be depressurized,” Ramu went on, “and then travel about, you would personally meet some of the people. But as far as studying the surface of the Moon is concerned, the way you are viewing it now is far more practical.” I realized the truth of this as a fair-sized city assembled on the screen in front of us. Actually, we seemed to be drifting over the rooftops, and I could see people walking along clean, narrow streets. There was a more thickly built-up central section which I assumed to be the business district, although it was not crowded with people. I noticed no cars of any kind parked along the streets, although I did see several vehicles, moving just above the streets, since they appeared to have no wheels. In size they were comparable to our busses, varying from one another in about the same degree. INSIDE THE SPACESHIPS angels-heaven.92 org cosmic-people.com Ramu explained, “A few of the people here do have their own conveyances, but for the most part they depend on the public utilities at which you are looking.” Just outside the city proper was a comparatively large cleared section with an immense building along one side. It looked like a hangar and Ramu confirmed this by saying, “We have to construct a few hangars near the cities for convenience in landing with the supplies we bring to the population here—everything not available locally for their needs. In exchange, they furnish us with certain minerals found on the Moon.” As I watched, the city seemed suddenly to retreat and Ramu told me that we were now traveling back into space between the Moon and the Earth.
From Howard Menger From outer space to you
In September, I again met the same agent at Beseckers Diner, the meeting again arranged by a telephone call. This time he was alone. After having coffee we left in my car and drove to the same field from which we had embarked previously. "Well, Howard," my friend announced as we neared the location, "this time I think we're going to land on the moon. If we do, you will have a great experience." One craft was waiting for us. As we entered it I was again surprised to see people whom I and members of my Thursday night group knew personally. One of them, an elderly man, was not, however, a member of any saucer group, but a fellow of great prestige in his community. I knew personally that at one or more times in his life he had been persecuted by orthodox agencies of conformity. I was so moved with emotion in meeting my old friend that I actually burst into tears. His eyes filled with warmth as we greeted each other; then after greetings were exchanged all around, the craft took off— Destination Moon. This time only six people were aboard: one space visitor at the controls, one at the table acting as instructor, and four people from Earth. The man at the controls began speaking with a slight accent through a loud speaker: "My friends, this trip will be a longer one than the previous journey. You will soon go through a processing, whereby a complete change will take place in your atomic physical system. Each atom of your physical body will undergo a processing which will change its polarity, frequency and vibration, to adjust your body from its balance to the earth's attractive inertial mass to that of the moon's. This will require approximately a week and one half, Earth time. Do not be alarmed at the initial effects. Nothing can harm you. Now keep your eyes on the view screen." We looked at the screen and saw the earth fast diminishing in size as we sped away from it. Again the voice reassured us: "Please do not be alarmed. Remember that we are only expressions or projections of a reality, which in truth does not exist. You are being changed atomically to fit a reality of expression, or what you call the moon. When we reach it, my friends, you may observe and take pictures at will; but the processing will continue as we orbit the moon and will seem to involve a week and a half of your time." The lights dimmed and were supplanted by a yellowish glow over the entire room; then the lights came on again, and I felt a strange sensation. For a few seconds breathing seemed difficult, but then it became easier and easier. It is difficult to describe my physical and mental feelings. I seemed to think more clearly, to compose my thoughts and reach conclusions more quickly. The senses seemed to be stimulated. Colors became more vivid; the sense of smell became sharper, for I remember becoming aware of perspiration odors of myself and companions. My sense of touch must have been accentuated, for I could feel the seat under me more distinctly, though it in no way made me uncomfortable. The man at the controls explained the processing was now being carried out and would be continued. The instructor sitting with us saw one of us stifle a yawn. He laughed and mentioned something about it being our bedtime. For the first time I wondered just where we would sleep. He led us through a doorway into the sleeping quarters, which were arranged in sections with three beds, bunk style, one atop the other, to each compartment. My elderly friend, myself and another man were assigned to one of the sections. I said, "Well, we might as well try them out," as I climbed to the top bunk and stretched out. My elderly friend sat on the bottom bunk and felt the softness of what must have been a mattress. "Ahhh!" he exclaimed; "this is really something!" I removed my outside clothing and put them on a kind of built-in hanger, set my shoes on a ledge. The bed did not feel overly-soft; instead it seemed to give just the correct extent to support the contour of the body. I laid my head on a flat pad of soft material, pulled the single warm (but extremely light) coverlet over myself. Despite the excitement of the day I fell asleep quickly. We were awakened by a gentle knocking on the sliding compartment door. It was our instructor who said it was time to get up. I looked at my watch, and discovered we had slept only four hours; yet I felt rested and refreshed, as if it had been eight or nine hours. My first reaction upon arising was to go to the porthole and look out to see where we were. Various blobs of light of different colors filled the field of vision, along with one giant red ball, which looked like a huge planet. Later I was told it was the sun, though I never understood why it did not appear bright. angels-light.org Next on the agenda was a warm, invigorating shower in a compartment containing three or four cubicles, partitioned by translucent walls. When I stepped inside one of the cubicles the door closed behind me and lights went on automatically. I saw automatic controls for room and water temperature. Three shower heads, one above me and two at waist level, could be operated separately or all together. I pushed a button and a flow of water, apparently mixed with warm air for it was quite bubbly, fell over by body. I had never had a shower so invigorating. I looked around for soap, but there was none. Seeing another button I had not previously pushed, I put my finger on it and a stream of a colorless solution came from the shower heads and completely lathered my body; at the same time the water was turned off. I pushed the "soap" button, then the "water" button, alternately, enjoying the novelty like a small boy would have done. I could hear my friend trying to sing in the next cubicle and assumed he had mastered the technology of the shower, though fortunately, for my musical sensibilities, the partitions were partly soundproof. "Howard," I heard him call faintly, "this thing had better be what I think it is, for I'm going to use it!" The sanitary facility to which he obviously referred looked very much like one on Earth, except that the bowl was lower to the floor and was made of a hard white translucent material, not a ceramic. A kind of sink with the same bubbly water was a part of a built-in vanity arrangement, complete with mirror. I looked at my face, thinking I would have to borrow a razor from someone. Surprisingly my beard had not grown—and throughout the trip we found it unnecessary to shave. I stepped out of the cubicle into the main room and joined two others already waiting there. Then I smelled food and suddenly discovered I was ravenously hungry. Our instructor opened a compartment in the wall and withdrew some items of processed food, which he put into a deep well, or pot, set into a sinklike unit. He pushed a button and the pot filled with liquid. He allowed the food to seep in the liquid for about five minutes, then he drained the liquid from the pot. He pushed another button and almost instantly the appearance of the food changed and steam rose from it. It had been cooked in little more than a second! "You will forgive me," he said apologetically, "if I do not don the traditional caps sometimes worn on Earth during such operations, particularly the back yard amateur kind of barbecue cook." He removed the food from the pot by means of a large, deep strainer and transferred it to plastic-like plates which he said were disposable. He set the plates on the table. "No, I haven't forgotten your juice," he laughed, and drew fresh juice from a spigot in the food compartment wall. During the trip we enjoyed many kinds of processed foods, including cabbage, parsley, carrots, potatoes, very large wheat kernels, kernels of corn. We used a green mineral salt to season our foods, and I particularly enjoyed some kind of spread, similar to avocado butter, but white in color. Often we were served nuts from other planets, though only the nut-meats and I didn't have a chance to see the shells. One of them, large and almost a meal in itself, was served in slices. Another kind tasted something like a brazil nut. I remember eating with great pleasure a fruit which was about six inches in diameter, round, smooth, orange to red in color, with skin like a nectarine. When one bit into it he found it very juicy. It tasted like a combination of peach and plum. The pit was small, and looked something like a plum pit. All of the vegetables were very tasty. The potatoes had a meaty, nutlike flavor, probably because of the high protein content. The parsley leaves were much larger than our variety, but less strong in flavor. My friends who read this will probably laugh at my talking so much about the food, to the exclusion of many other interesting things, for they know what an enthusiastic eater I am. However we passed our conditioning period away in many other pleasant ways. We listened to music which came from the earth and other planets as well; and constantly we talked to our space friends, learning much from them. The view screen proved to be a constant source of interest and delight as we tuned in on different planets and saw scenes of these fascinating worlds. We communicated through the view screen with other craft, and other agents in different locations on the earth, the moon and elsewhere. There wasn't a dull moment. I am not certain how long we spent in these pleasant occupations, but, estimating by my watch, I believed it to be about ten days. I have often thought that time might have been different, possibly because my beard didn't seem to grow; but that could have been a result of our conditioning—however all our other bodily functions seemed to progress normally. Although there weren't any "No Smoking" signs and I assume it would have been all right with the crew, I noticed nobody smoked during the trip, or later on the moon. For the first time in years I had no desire to puff on my faithful old pipe. Again I reflect that time seemed to stand still, and yet there was constant activity on board the craft. I am still perplexed, and confess that the matter of time is still too complicated a subject for my becoming intellectually involved.
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Finally came the long-awaited announcement. Through the loudspeaker the man at the control panel informed us we were preparing to land on the moon. He motioned me to him and I walked to his seat at the panel. He opened a kind of drawer and handed me a metallic object which contained colored filters. "Hold these over your camera lens when you take pictures," he instructed. I remembered I should be taking pictures and hurriedly grabbed my camera, began snapping through a porthole. I got an especially good picture showing cloud formations and the atmosphere around the moon; but as we came closer to the surface I noticed the photographs did not come out well. I could see we were approaching a huge dome-shaped building, about 150 feet in diameter and perhaps 50 feet high. I could see colored lights flashing inside it, shining through the translucent material of which it was constructed. As we rounded the building and prepared to land, I noticed a base or pedestal of solid white material on which the dome structure rested. I became more aware of the simple beauty of the lovely, iridescent, pearl-like structure. As we landed, I saw we were gliding across a flat copper-colored road toward a huge opening in the base of the structure. The door of our craft opened and we stepped out on a ramp which led down to the floor of the building, which appeared to be a huge aerodrome. Moving ramps led up to other floors, and I guessed there must be at least two levels above the ground floor. Next we were led to a huge lounge, with potted plants and flowers lining the walls and attractively arranged near seating units. Sculptured bas-reliefs decorated the walls. Attractive ladies in flowing pastel gowns came toward us smiling, offered us refreshments. We took the drinks and sat on a long circular couch in front of a view screen. Several screens, without sound, were on at the same time; if one wished to listen to any one of them, he had but to push an appropriate button. The screens seemed to be transmitting regular programs from different planets. Some of them were educational, while others appeared to be designed purely for entertainment. The ladies explained we were waiting for our guides, who soon showed up. They told us I was to split up with my companions who were going with a different group from my own. I followed along with my assigned group and came to what I guessed was an elevator shaft, as a guide pushed a button and I assumed we were going to another level. To my surprise the door opened upon a corridor which led to a long train-like vehicle with 10 or 15 couches with plastic domes over them. Each couch must have been 50 feet long. The strange vehicle had no wheels, rested in suspension about a foot above the copper highway which ribboned through the terrain and disappeared from view. We boarded the "train" and soon were gliding noiselessly above the highway. As we traveled, we could see all around and above us. If I write another book, perhaps I can at that time take enough space to describe my visit in some detail; but it would take hundreds of pages to do it justice. Instead, I shall review it quite briefly. We seemed to be on a tour. First, we were taken from building to building, then apparently out of the city. We passed mountains, went through valleys, visited underground installations; every few seconds people of our party would give out with "Oh's" and "Ah's," as some new breathtaking sight appeared. Some of the terrain, in one section of the moon near the so-called "dark side" reminded me of Flagstaff, Ariz., while other desert section made me think of Nevada. Huge cliffs and mountains made our own look like ant hills. One particular desert locale brought to mind "The Valley Of Fire" in Nevada. There we stopped long enough for our guide to open the door and permit us to stick our heads out for a brief moment, which was all one could take, for it was terribly hot outside— like a blast furnace. I was certain no one could have lived outside very long and was glad he had shut the door. At that moment a huge bullet-shaped object, broken and protruding from the sand where it had crashed, came into view, giving silent testimony to man's pitiful attempts at getting into space by brute force. Our guide confirmed that it represented a brave attempt by some unknown planet, and at the same time spoke with great respect for whom he termed "intrepid men from a distant world." Apparently the rocket was the second stage of a much larger craft. Watching the tragic scene as it quickly flashed by, I assumed that the end of the craft, consisting of four spheres which looked as if they were supposed to revolve, had contained the men, and should have separated from the second stage in order to effect a landing. Something had gone wrong as it had remained attached. Still not naming the planet of origin our guide added the rocket had crashed there in that blast furnace of a desert in the Earth year 1944. Finally we came to another large dome-shaped building, where we halted and our guide told us we could get out on the moon's surface where we could breathe their air with little or no difficulty. That pleased the group, for we were eager to stretch our legs. My first impression was that I was in the desert. The air was warm and dry. I could see little wind funnels forming on the ground, drawing up dust particles like tiny whirlwinds. I looked up at the sky. It was a yellowish color. When looking I had the queer impression that if I walked some distance I would fall off, since the horizon seem foreshortened. In the distance we could see the jagged edges of high mountains etched black against the saffron-colored sky. The ground beneath our feet was like yellowish-white powdery sand, with stones and boulders and some minute plant life showing here and there as we looked around us. Along with its weird beauty, the landscape of that side of the moon had an air of desolateness difficult to describe. I remembered wishing the rocket we had seen had tried landing on the other side of the moon where the crew would probably have had a better chance to survive. Once again we were separated into smaller groups, according to language, and each given a guide who spoke its particular language. Along with ordinary folk, scientists, geologists, electronic engineers, rocket experts (one of whom I knew personally), astronomers (I also knew one of them) and other learned people made up our group. In the other groups I had spotted hundreds of Russians, Japanese, Germans and other people from other nations. Despite the language barrier, however, it seemed all the people in the tour had a kind of common bondage of understanding and brotherhood; warm smiles and hearty handshakes abounded when there was no vocal way of communication. Since I was an ordinary lay observer, I was not shown many of the things the technicians were allowed to inspect; but I probably would not have understood the concepts anyhow. All of us were shown musical instruments, samples of art and architecture, and other interesting things. In fact one building was like an interplanetary world fair, with each planet represented by some sort of contribution in art, technology and so on. They also showed us their advanced horticultural operations, and in one place I saw flowers and plants growing in long vats of jelly-like substance. We were shown how clothing was cleaned by a kind of high-frequency sonics, and passed, in one building, trays of exquisitely cut gems which we were permitted to handle and inspect. The multitude of sights we witnessed was enough to stagger the imagination. Our wonder probably could be compared to that of an aborigine from Australia on a sight-seeing tour of New York City for the first time. After four days of this lunar junket, we were finally treated to a huge dinner by our hosts, with such a spirit of happiness and good will permeating all of us it made me wonder if what I was seeing and hearing were not just all a beautiful dream. But I had been able to take photographs to prove my trip, though only of the dome-shaped buildings, the craft and some mountains (for some reason I was never allowed to take photographs of surface detail, people, their mechanical installations and the like). The dinner signaled our departure and, once again in the ship, it seemed our reprocessing consumed very little time. Before we knew it we were back on Earth, disembarking at the same field from which we had left. As I drove off in my car, I wondered if the storm which we had seen brewing over the South Pacific on the view screen would hit soon or be dissipated before it reached the lower atmosphere.
From Buck Nelson My Trip to Mars, the Moon and Venus
We got back into the space ship and the gauges were set, this time to gradually get the ship ready for the moon’s pressure. Our next stop was on the light side of the moon. Again we went to the ruler’s home and we ate a meal there. This ruler’s home was built in a crater. The first room we entered seemed to be right next to the ruler’s home, it had a telescope. There were shelves which were both open and glass enclosed and tables holding rock samples. The quarries on the moon furnish rock for buildings on other very old planets where the surface has disintegrated into soil. There wasn’t any vegetation on the light side or earth side of the moon. The water in the homes could have come from snow on the mountains. These homes were clustered around huge hangars used for a base. I was told, for interplanetary travel. The earth is the only planet in the solar system which does not travel from one planet to another. I was told that there are rivers and lakes on the dark side (the side away from the earth) of the moon, but I didn’t see them when we stopped there because it was very hazy, but I could see the mountains. They were very high. On this second stop on the moon we ate again. Although we had just eaten a meal at the first stop, we did full justice to it too. Plenty of food and sleep seemed to be necessary. There seemed to be a little more time to look about on the moon than there was on Mars or on Venus, I was allowed to walk outside and look about a little, I took a good look at a building so that I wouldn’t get lost, as I was in strange territory, but Big Bo, the spaceman’s dog, went with Teddy and me. The spacemen had not directed Bo to go with us, not in words anyway, but I felt he was taking care of us. Children played with several sized dogs. They rode Big Bo like a pony and he would play with them too.
And when you have read all that read this chapter from Mass Contacts by Stefano Breccia http://www.spazioevita.com/w56eng/the_people_within_amicizia.asp
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Here is more confirmation of man-made saucers. Quote from the book UFO CONTACT FROM PLANET APU by Vlado Kapetanovic, published by Wendelle Stevens. This is a great case and recommended read, these people have reached physical immortality and have such control over dis and integration of matter as i never heard of in any other case. This is what they told Vlado during the 100 hours he spent with 'em in Peruvian mountains about our black military space program in 1960.
"You have progressed plenty, My friend. Man, in these last centuries, has achieved a most admirable scientific advancement. The terrestrials are decomposing the atom and thus they approach the `minimus', the principle factor of existence. You are flying machines and those that travel over and under the water. You have industries that produce positive vitamins, which you call 'medicines', with which you fortify the cells to a certain extent, and are beginning to construct machines for special space flight similar to ours." "Perhaps you are going to tell me that those men are constructing flying sauces, like those you have?' I said. "Like ours, exactly? No, but very similar, yes. This is the most recent discovery by the Terrestrials, but this is not divulged publicly, and also these machines still lack the perfection of many details. Observe in the screen and it will tell you more." Suggested Zay ameably. I looked at the viewing screen and saw something unusual. It showed a place on Earth, with trees and meadows, where I could see gigantic arsenals and dozens of vehicles in the form of saucers, similar to those I had seen in my previous encounters with these foreigners. Some were completed. Others in fabrication, and some number of saucers were being given test flights by pilots, zig-zagging among the ravines and mountains, woods and fields. Those machines were of a form and color identical to those ships that I had seen in my first two encounters with these foreigners — flying discs, and they flew at considerable velocities, but their illumination and zig-zagging flight was very inferior. This spectacle surprised me. In my thoughts I had come to the conclusion that these strange visitors, could be spies of that part of the Earth, where I had just seen that rare industry. I sat in silence. My alteration by surprise was so great that all of this seemed to me to be an ironic nightmare. Zay interrupted my thought and putting his hand on my shoulder said: "Don't be worried, my friend, those men have initiated new epochs, and for that we are here. There exists the possibility that within a few centuries, the Terrestrials and the Apuianos will become like one family." "Did you say that those vehicles in the form of discs fabricated by Terrestrials, are inferior to those of the Apuianos in velocity? Can you tell me of other differences?" I asked in curiosity. "Yes, why not? The velocity of the machines fabricated by Terrestrials is scarcely some dozens of times the speed of sound, while those of the Apuians fly at millions of kilometers per second. Those machines made by men still do not dominate gravity, and they leave impressions where they land. Also they do not have screens of time, nor any apparatus for the disintegration and reintegration of matter, nor positive illumination, nor other indispensable complements for intergalactic voyages and their perfections. But all these deficiencies will be overcome by man in the near future. And if you decide sincerely to practice PEACE and fraternization, to dedicate yourselves to complete the study and work, you will achieve it soon."
Color photo below is from Wendelle Stevens archive which almost certainly shows ARV Fluxliner. Air Force Captain Harvey Williams was flying a C- 47 at 12,000 feet when he took this photo of a possible Alien Reproduction Vehicle 25 miles southwest of Provo, Utah. in 1966. Mark said he was told these birds came in 3 sizes, from circa 20 to 150 feet wide and are capable of superluminal velocity.
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MAP OF ATLANTIS From A Dweller on Two Planets
Here is the illustrated colorized version, it's only missing small inline Vita Mundi and Vis Mortis symbols
A Dweller on Two Planets
Available in this version http://www.searchengine.org.uk/ebooks/31/20.pdf
Oh great Marzeus and your manufacturing centers supplying Poseid with vailx, naim, electric guns, magnetic destroyers (disintegrators) for which atomic weapon is but a matchstick, portable and compact atmospheric water generators, vacuumed high voltage crystal lamps, all taking their power from the nightside never needing batteries or fuel, and so much more.
Oh great Capihul, capital of Atlantis, Queen of the seas, proud pearl of the Atlantic and greatest city of that bygone age.
You are not forgotten even tho so few, oh so so few, even dare to believe ye ever existed.
But astral records lie not neither do your ruins on the bottom of the Atlantic covered with ocean ooze and slime, all shall be recovered, Atlantis, great one, ye shall rise again.
Here is the illustrated colorized version, it's only missing small inline Vita Mundi and Vis Mortis symbols
A Dweller on Two Planets
Available in this version http://www.searchengine.org.uk/ebooks/31/20.pdf
Oh great Marzeus and your manufacturing centers supplying Poseid with vailx, naim, electric guns, magnetic destroyers (disintegrators) for which atomic weapon is but a matchstick, portable and compact atmospheric water generators, vacuumed high voltage crystal lamps, all taking their power from the nightside never needing batteries or fuel, and so much more.
Oh great Capihul, capital of Atlantis, Queen of the seas, proud pearl of the Atlantic and greatest city of that bygone age.
You are not forgotten even tho so few, oh so so few, even dare to believe ye ever existed.
But astral records lie not neither do your ruins on the bottom of the Atlantic covered with ocean ooze and slime, all shall be recovered, Atlantis, great one, ye shall rise again.