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Sunday, July 27, 2014

These Are The Days Of Miracle And Wonder

We are standing on the edge of a yawning chasm, teetering back and forth in a gale force wind, buffeted first hither, and then thither, all the while flirting with a fatal plunge over the brink to oblivion.

That may sound melodramatic, but in reality our situation is  even more dire than that.

We can blunder forward into thin air and free fall our way to a species-ending splat! -- or we can hunt around and decide to retrace our steps to a safer, more commodious place, or to build a splendid bridge to a wondrous world of miraculous delight. That possibility certainly does exist, but an awful lot of us are going to have to make strenuous efforts in that direction, starting right now, or our future is very dim -- if we even have one.

The National Dream Center 

I follow the National Dream Center off and on; usually the dreams don't strike me with any particular effect, but this one did:



7/15/2014 This dream starts I am walking earth, above it almost like in orbit. Someone besides me shows me Humanity and what it becomes with out love and compassion for all things. Everything is dead looking and burning and ashes.

Next we move into a light the earth becomes beautiful shining this is Humanity with love and compassion for all things. I am told we are at the brink and these are the only 2 outlooks for the future of mankind.

I turn to ask a question as to how long do we have and I wake up. With the words in my head: “Not long!!”


We Do Not Have Long

This dream comports very well with the ancient Hopi prophecies which basically say that if we learn to live in harmony with the Earth and with one another, then all will be well. But if humanity decides to continue warring, plundering and exploiting then the future and the Earth will be a very grim place.

With a heavy emphasis on the very grim part.

So we have to do something about the following action items. If we don't, any one or more of them can lead to our doom, whether directly or indirectly. We do not have the luxury of decades to decide whether or not we want to bother ourselves to do anything about these issues.

1) Sixth Global Mass Extinction Event. We have already entered the beginning stages of a massive, global die-off of myriad forms of biological life. This is well recognized by biologists the world over. This is highly problematic for humanity, because the human race is a biological species, at the top of the global food chain. The food chain unravels, and humans die.

Real simple. Right now the global ecology is reeling, many species are threatened with extinction, or have already gone extinct, because of human activity -- and also because of human inactivity, i.e., our failure to recognize the plight of other living creatures and take action to save them.
     
2)  Tropical Deforestation. Half of the world's tropical forests have already been destroyed. The Amazon forest will be gone in less than 100 years at the present rate of deforestation. If the rate of destruction accelerates, that time frame could be shortened. Among other things, tropical forests produce one hell of a lot of oxygen. Do you like breathing? Once the tropical forests are gone, you'll be breathing a lot less oxygen, because the trees that now produce the oxygen you breathe will be dead.

3) Threat of Nuclear War. I have written about the very real menace of nuclear war repeatedly. Indeed, I have been out multiple times on the nuclear missile silos in Arkansas, Missouri and most recently in North Dakota, USSA to peacefully demonstrate against preparations for nuclear war. I would never claim that it is an easy thing to do, or risk free. For example, you could get shot by the USSA military police. You are certainly guaranteed to be arrested and jailed. To wit: I spent more than a year and a half of my life in a dozen different jails and prisons in Arkansas, Missouri, Georgia, Texas and North Dakota for my efforts. It's real lonely out there on the nuclear missile silos. I always had the entire missile field to myself. I never understood why everyone wasn't out there protesting. Like preservation of humanity and the planet do not count for the rest of the human race? I don't understand the tremendous passivity and ignorance of the masses. Never have. A woman I used to know told me that I am "one in a million." She was almost right  -- it's probably more like one in two million or maybe even five million. Anyway, she went away.

4) Fukushima Nuclear Disaster.  I have previously written about the melted down and/or exploded nuclear reactors at Fukushima, Japan. I may do so again. The problem is not going away any time soon.

The reactors are currently pouring industrial quantities of radioactivity into the air and sea every day. The Pacific Ocean is being killed right now, because of the radiation from Fukushima. The amount of radioactivity from Fukushima is so high that, given more time, the Fukushima event alone may result in planetary extinction of many life forms, including the human race.

No one knows how to fix the melted down and/or exploded nuclear reactors in Japan. At present, terrestrial humans have the technical ability to construct nuclear reactors that blow up and/or melt down, but are unable to fix them when they blow up and/or melt down.

For decades the nuclear industry told the world that nuclear power reactors cannot blow up. Then a nuclear power reactor at Chernobyl, Ukraine blew up in 1986. It has not been fixed. No one has the capability to do so. Instead, a huge concrete roof has been built over the facility. Then, in 2011 the nuclear power reactors at Fukushima, Japan blew up and/or melted down.

Now that there have been repeated explosions of commercial nuclear power plants, it is crystal clear that the nuclear power industry's assertions that nuclear power plants cannot blow up are simply lies. They obviously can  blow up, because that is what has happened at Chernobyl, Ukraine and Fukushima, Japan. The only question now is: which nuclear power plant(s) will be the next to blow up and/or melt down? Take your pick; there are hundreds of them; about 98% of them are in the northern hemisphere.

5)  Mega-Drought.  Click the link. Most of the western, continental USSA is in a very serious drought condition. Tens of millions of people live in the region. What will they do, if it does not begin to rain and snow heavily, and very soon? Major cities like Phoenix, Las Vegas, Los Angeles, Salt Lake City, Tucson, Albuquerque, etc. will empty out. Where will 50 million people go? I have no idea, but if it doesn't start raining and snowing much more heavily and frequently, and for years to come, the mega-cities of the USSA west will have to empty out. Will they do so peacefully or violently? That remains to be seen, but when the water runs out, the cities will also empty out, that is inevitable. This is not a trivial question. The BIG, drought-related problems will kick in with a vengeance in the near future. We are talking less than five years. And within the next one to two years, major policy decisions will have to be taken and tough choices will have to be made. If the hard decisions and tough choices go unmade and untaken, then you can look for social catastrophe.

Understand that the western, continental USSA is historically a very dry region. The current, so-called "drought" is the way the climate normally is in the region. Either the many millions of residents of the western USSA voluntarily adjust to the historical climate reality, and real fast, or the climate will impose its own reality on them, on its own terms.

6) Imperial Warfare. The prime offenders are the USSA, Israel, the so-called "Jewish State," and the EU/NATO. We are already in a violent, global contest to determine what power faction will henceforth rule the planet. The USSA/EU-NATO/ZIO-NAZI axis is seeking to unilaterally impose its repressive, totalitarian system of social, political and economic control over the planet.

The universal NSA spying is part of this totalitarian, planetary control policy. The constant warring of the USSA, invading one country after another, is a big part of this global control agenda. The constant warring of the Israelis, including the ongoing genocide by the Jews against the Palestinians is part of this agenda, as they seek to expand their political, military and economic control over the entire Middle Eastern region.

The conflict in the eastern Ukraine, which is heavily aided, abetted and pushed by the USSA is part of the global, totalitarian control project, in so far as it seeks to destabilize the Ukraine, leading to war against Russia, with the aim of doing to Russia what has already been done to Iraq, Libya, Afghanistan, Somalia and other nations. In other words, the aim is to create conflict against Russia, such that Russian society disintegrates into chaos. This is a highly dangerous policy trajectory that can easily lead to nuclear war between Russia and the USSA/EU-NATO/ZIO-NAZI axis.

Of course, these events have to do with the declining position of the USSA dollar, as it loses its global reserve status. The danger is that the USSA will resort to nukes to try to maintain by genocidal, military force the global economic supremacy that it enjoyed for most of the last century.

Now For The Miracle Part

None of the foregoing is to say that bad things have to happen. But bad things will happen if we continue as we currently are.


Does the prospect of nuclear war bother you? Does the fate of the planet concern you? Then  you have to do something about it. If you don't, then who will?

Oh, yeah, I know. They'll fix it. But who are they?

As far as I can see, they are us. They must be us, or nothing positive will happen.

So how to reforest the planet? How to avoid nuclear war? How to shut down the nuclear power plants? How to heal a devastated global ecology? How to bring the genocidal "Jewish State" under sane control? How to prevent the USSA and its violent allies from plunging the world into a global war -- all to preserve the privileged position of the USSA dollar in international trade? How to repurpose and readapt human society in the face of changing, global climate regimes?

How to do all that? Only by intelligent, persistent, cooperative, informed, thoughtful, global coordination that occurs at every level, beginning with the individual and moving to a local, regional, continental and planetary level.

Either we do that, all of it, and begin the serious work in the coming months and years, or we do not.

If we do not, oh well, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. 

We won't last much longer, and the few survivors, if any there be, will inherit a hell planet. A hell planet that used to be like a precious, blue-green gem floating in space, bursting with life and vitality, and brought down to hell in one short century, because we cannot control ourselves and have refused to keep our home planet alive.

The evidence suggests that we do not even love ourselves. We are after all, in the process of committing mass suicide, as a species. We are killing our home planet, which necessarily implies our absolute failure as a viable species.

I am not saying that the task we have set for ourselves will be easy. On the contrary, it will be the hardest thing we have done yet, because we have painted ourselves into a very difficult corner. Either we live or die.

Either our life instinct is stronger than our death wish, or it is not.

It is just that simple. If our life instinct is stronger, then we have to get to work. I am talking about really hard work.

That is the miracle. The hard work is the miracle. Either we make the miracle happen or we don't.

You could use the nuclear war threat as just one instructive example.

Almost no one bothers to publicly stand up against nuclear war, certainly not to the extent of putting their body and their life on the line. The attitude seems to be: "Yeah, well, Richard, you know that's pretty dangerous. I could go to jail. I might get shot. Probably I could lose my job. People would talk about me. The FBI would put my name on a government watch list. Anyway, no one else is doing that. So why should I stick my neck out?"

Answer: because your home planet's continued existence is under direct threat. But maybe you actually don't care about the planet. Maybe you really don't give a f*ck. It's all about you. Your pension. Your job. Your 401-K. Your medical plan. Your house. Your car. Your flat panel TV. Your career. Your reputation. Your beer night with the boys or with the gals. Your weekend clubbing.

I just described millions and millions and millions and millions of people.

And that is how a planet is lost.

We're losing this one right now.

The Genius of Alex Honnold

Some months back I mentioned the spectacular, genius-level, free solo, rock climbing of the French woman, Catherine Destivelle. Here I want to mention the work of Alex Honnold, the contemporary, genius-level, world class, free solo, rock climber. Thirty years ago, Catherine Destivelle was climbing up sheer cliff faces with her bare hands, 500 feet or 1,000 feet at a go, straight up, with no ropes. Alex Honnold has moved everything to the next level -- literally.


Honnold scales 2,000 foot and 2,500 foot, sheer, cliff faces with his bare hands and no rope or climbing gear. Up he goes.


I am suggesting that the task we face as a species is analogous. We only have one route left to us -- up and away! It won't be easy, because the hardest option is the only one we have left ourselves. Things would have been so much easier if we had acted in time, or if we had acted when world conditions were more malleable, more tractable. But we didn't. We dithered. We made excuses. We shirked responsibility. Billions of us drank a lot of alcohol. A lot of alcohol. (Forgive me for a musical aside, but I am reminded of a Junior Brown classic -- Too Many Nights In A Roadhouse.)

Because we did those things, we neglected to do other things, and now we are hanging out over the edge of a sheer precipice, without a safety net. Either we safely negotiate the precipice, or we fall off and go splat!

Refer again to the dream I cite at the very beginning of this blog post.

We are on the brink. Right now. Either we make it or we don't. There's not much time left.

The tendency is to think that what Alex Honnold is doing is crazy. The temptation is to think -- "What's he doing hanging off of a sheer cliff face by his fingertips, 2,000 feet straight up in the air with no ropes or anything!! Has he lost his mind?"

And yet we, in our collective wisdom, have jointly conspired to place our whole species and the fate of the planet itself, in direct peril of global extinction.

So you see, our plight is actually so much worse, it is actually seven billion times worse than the plight of the intrepid, free solo climber, Alex Honnold.  Besides, he knows what he is doing. He doesn't fall off. He recognizes the extreme challenge, the death defying character of the feat, and then he simply goes and successfully accomplishes the unthinkable.

This is the essence of what we must do as a planetary species.

I don't know if we will. Maybe we will. I hope we will Everything is on the line right now. Nothing is certain.

My Current Situation in Ecuador
 
After more than a year of intense struggle, the shaman who assaulted me has been indicted and has now been arraigned. There will be a series of pre-trial and trial hearings in the next couple of months. 

I have been pushed to the wall by this ordeal, to my financial limits and beyond. The case is actually bigger than me, in that there certainly are other victims of shamanic abuse in the Amazon region. I am not the only victim. Indeed, I have already heard from another victim of the same shaman who has nevertheless declined to pursue justice or even to support me in my case. But unlike 99% of the others, I have elected to stand up and fight back, no matter the odds. And against all expectations, my assailant has been indicted. But the battle is not over.

I have no illusions about what I am up against. I was almost killed. I was hurt very badly. I do not know any other place to begin to right the wrongs of this world than to engage whatever situation is right in front of me, the situation that has forced itself to my attention, front and center. That's the only way I know to proceed. 

What happens in the Amazon is vitally important to what happens on this planet. The shamans of the region theoretically have an essential role to play in healing the Amazon and showing the way for humanity to deeply bond with the natural world -- but not if they themselves are abusive to the very people who come to the region to consult the sacred power plants in search of hyper-conscious communion with Mother Nature. 

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Sunday, July 13, 2014

Amazon Tightrope Walk To The Edge of Tomorrow

I came to South America in 2010 on a vision quest, or maybe I should say, to go even more deeply into the ongoing vision quest that characterizes my sojourn on this planet. It first began in the 1950s in Tidewater Virginia, in the fields, orchards, woods, creeks, swamps and salt marshes in the lower Chesapeake Bay region. My brothers and I spent a lot of time playing in the woods and wetlands that were all around our family home. We frolicked in the shallow waters of the Warwick River, across from Mulberry Island, wearing tennis shoes to keep from slicing our feet on the oysters that were plentiful in those years.

The skipjacks still came right in near the shore in those days, so their crews could tong the oysters in the coastal shallows.

That wasn't too far from Oyster Point. The men's voices rang out across the water, bantering and joking as they worked. But I don't think that happens anymore. The last time I was back I saw that the skipjacks, the oysters and the men who tonged them, the fields and pastures, peach and apple orchards, woods, creeks, and a good many of the little swamps and marshes are gone, all effaced by time and the relentless march of so-called "progress" - - in other words the relentless march of bulldozers, chain saws, parking lots, boat marinas, strip malls, fast food joints, multiplex cinemas, and endless miles of cracker box, residential suburbs of stapled together, look-alike, middle class and lower middle class breeding hutches rented out by the decade on easy to afford, completely non-payable mortgages guaranteed to bankrupt the randy suckers who eagerly signed their lives, fortunes and prosperity away on the guttering bottom line.

Enter The Bone Lady

Be all that as it may, on a fresh spring day in 1958 my mother had put me and my older brother out on the screened, sun porch to play. The day and the events of that day are indelibly stamped on my memory as if forcibly impressed upon my brain with the ineluctable clunkity-chunk of an akashic archivist's mechanical stamper.

I was a sickly child in those days and at the time it was not altogether clear if I would live or die. One of the few foods that my system could tolerate was Cheerios, which I ate with relish, but only with a crochet hook, and only one at a time, the preferred method being to skewer the Cheerios individually, by poking the crochet hook through the hole in the middle. The hook kept the Cheerios from getting away, so once they were hooked you could reliably raise them to your mouth and eat them. My mother had thoughtfully supplied me with a bowl of Cheerios and a crochet hook to keep me occupied. My brother was playing with some little toys and I was sitting on the porch floor directly in front of him.

I somehow managed to tip the bowl of Cheerios over and they went rolling all over the place.

Botheration!

The logical thing to do would have been to simply scoop them up with my hands, but that would have entirely defeated the purpose of the crochet hook, so I dutifully set to work hooking the AWOL Cheerios, one by one, and returning them to the bowl.

I was engrossed in that task when my attention was suddenly drawn upwards, to the eaves of the house, and one of the most compelling personages or entities that I have ever encountered anytime, anywhere.

There, peering over the eaves at me, was The Bone Lady. I will never forget her. Tall, gaunt, bone-like, with a hypnotic, penetrating gaze that struck me to the core of my soul. I was only three years old but I knew right away that I was witness to a rare and compelling encounter. I looked over at my brother and tried to get him to look up to the eaves at The Bone Lady, but he was riveted to the floor, rooted where he sat, immobile, as if in a trance. He would not move or say anything. He was totally unresponsive. He was oblivious.

The visit was evidently meant only for me, and, oh, what a visit it was. The Bone Lady gazed deeply into me and I gazed deeply back. Information, feelings, information and visions cascaded into and through me. It was over in a couple of minutes, but when she went away, she did not leave me with nothing, because she had given me to understand that in the coming decades everything would change, that terrible times of great confusion and darkness, of deep trouble and turmoil, of death and destruction were on the way.

If you look around the world, you can objectively see that that is the case. Chernobyl, Fukushima, GMO food, nanothechnology, rampant chemical contamination of the environment, global ecological unraveling, habitat destruction, chemtrails, deforestation, regional wars here and there, overfishing, biological warfare (AIDS, Ebola, etc.) the exploitive, poverty producing, fiat-currency-based, central-bank-warfare model of economics, the ever-present threat of nuclear war, ever expanding surveillance, monitoring and social control of the global population, and much more, have demonstrated to my complete satisfaction that everything that The Bone Lady downloaded to me in 1958 is either true, coming true, or is potentially about to come true, and in spades.

At the same time, while The Bone Lady imparted that heavy message to me, she also left another, important, enduring, soul-level imprint on my consciousness. To wit: though all of this was so to speak, pre-baked into the cake, presumably for powerful karmic interests and galactic political reasons, that there is also a powerfully divine reality of tremendous peace, harmony, wisdom, joy and unimaginable consciousness and knowledge, not to say Cosmic Love of the Creator for the creation and the innumerable, created, conscious beings that populate the immensity of All That Is.

Well, those were an awfully big, cosmically insightful few minutes for such a sickly, little boy. But it was just about then that I began to get better and my parents and the doctors realized that I was probably going to survive my infancy. My mother said that she could tell something unusual had happened to me because I kept wandering around in the front yard, looking and pointing at the roof of the house and talking about The Bone Lady.

So it was that ever since 1958 I have had a very basic understanding of how things work: that there is terrible, unimaginable evil at work in this world and it consciously plots, schemes, plans, conspires and seriously intends to cause mayhem, death, destruction, oppression and suffering. Look around and you readily see this diabolical force at work on our planet. In terms of geopolitical centers of power where this force resides, places like Israel, Manhattan, NYC, Washington, DC, the City of London and Vatican City are some of the primary hell holes where this demoniac force is headquartered, though it also projects from numerous other locales around the planet.

I also understood that it is within the realm of possibility to transcend all of that planet-destroying, human-race-destroying darkness. That is because the creation ultimately stems from the Creator and if the Creator's creation desires to throw in with the Creator, to go all in, as it were, to consciously synchronize with the universal, creative harmonic of All That Is, then nothing can stand against that.

The issue today is that the great masses of humanity have not done that. If anything, a large percentage have elected to move in a contrary direction.

The planet is reeling as a consequence.

The Nuclear Threat of Global Extinction

I well remember as a young child  the worried conversations of my parents over the Cuban Missile Crisis. I knew it was bad. I was just a small boy, but I understood that the fate of the world hung in the balance.

The "duck and cover" drills we did in elementary school in the 1960s also drove the point home. The idea was that if we students would go out into the central hallway of the school building, kneel on the floor in long rows and put our hands over our little heads, that that would protect us from city-busting, Commie H-bombs.

But the explosion of a USSA Air Force Titan II ICBM in its silo, not far from Damascus, Arkansas really got my attention. The year was 1980 and I was working as a miner in Morton Salt's Weeks Island mine, down on the Louisiana Gulf Coast. I was twenty-five years old.

Not long after the missile exploded in its silo, I ended up driving to north-central Arkansas and going over the security fence onto another, nearby Titan II missile silo in a nonviolent, peace demonstration. I was arrested and jailed in Jacksonville, Arkansas, just north of Little Rock. I lost my union job at the Morton Salt mine and got an FBI record that clings for life like the adhesive "stickum" substance that athletes use to improve their grip.

I went on to conduct other, nonviolent, peace demonstrations at Air Force nuclear missile silos and Navy bases where nuclear weapons are either stored or deployed. I have consequently been arrested and/or jailed multiple times in Arkansas, Missouri, Georgia, Texas and North Dakota, and have therefore spent a total of more than a year and a half of my life in a dozen different jails and prisons in those states.

Most recently I was jailed for 100 days in North Dakota in 2010 for staging a nonviolent, peace demonstration on Minuteman III nuclear missile silo Hero-8, a few miles southwest of Parshall, North Dakota. That is on the Fort Berthold - Three Affiliated Tribes Reservation. The silo is but a very short distance from the intersection of 33rd Street and 76th Avenue. Don't be fooled, these are long, featureless gravel roads way out in the boonies. That's just the way they name the roads in the middle of rural nowhere in North Dakota.

It was a chilly morning on 15 April. I issued my Minot Manifesto to the press the same day. It is one of my most important writings, ever, and so few people even trouble themselves to read it. I have written a little about my preparation for that demonstration in my earlier post, The Very Real Danger of Nuclear Armageddon. I ended up being jailed for most of the time in Rugby, North Dakota in the Heart of America jail, so-called because Rugby is located at the geographical center of the North American continent. Not to say that it was a pleasant place, or that the social environment was congenial, but at one level it was as if the continent itself had clasped me to its bosom.

Not only is there an ongoing threat of a general nuclear war, an all out nuclear exchange, but the continuing crisis at Fukushima, Japan, and also Chernobyl, Ukraine, remains unresolved. There are several hundreds of nuclear reactors on this planet. The ones at Chernobyl and Fukushima have already melted down and/or exploded and the issue with all of the others is that they potentially can, too. In fact, there is every possibility that one or more of the others, perhaps even many of the others, will also melt down and/or explode, for any of a variety of reasons, including poor maintenance, sabotage or terrorism, natural disasters, societal collapse, war, etc. There are unknown thousands of tons of highly toxic nuclear waste that no one knows how to safely dispose of or store over the long term, i.e., tens or hundreds of thousands of years. 

As it happens, the Fukushima disaster alone may prove to be an extinction level event for much of the life in the Pacific Ocean region, and perhaps for the planet as a whole. It is ongoing and may worsen in coming years, perhaps greatly.

Probably not coincidentally the Fukushima crisis occurred just a few months after my decision to depart the USSA and look inward, within the hyper-conscious, living biosphere of the planet for powerful, inner-life direction.

The Lure of South America and the Amazon

Not long after my release from jail in North Dakota I traveled to Ecuador to pursue a shamanic vision quest that I had keenly anticipated and nevertheless put off for most of my adult life. I decided that if ever I were to do it, that 2010 was the time. So I bought a plane ticket to Quito and semi-unknowingly embarked on another phase of life.

Within days I was in the Upper Amazon, in Napo province, drinking ayahuasca for the first time.  I didn't know what to expect. I had read a lot of accounts written by others who had drunk ayahuasca, but it ended up being very different for me. I saw no anacondas or jaguars or aliens or visions of other planets or ancient Atlantis -- none of that.

Instead, what ayahuasca showed me was that the Earth and humanity are under a withering assault by a sort of thing that I have decided to call The Machine. While it is immensely conscious, and is tremendously self-aware, it possesses a peculiar sort of soulless consciousness, without a living spirit connection to the Divine, that I could see. I perceived its intent as thoroughly demonic, as a total repudiation of the noble, edifying, loving, vital. life nourishing aspect of Creation. It is relentless; it is without remorse, compassion or pity. It will not stop coming. It will use anyone or anything to achieve its goal, which appears to be total domination, subjugation, conquest and even total destruction of the Earth and humanity, if it comes to that.

It operates in the physical, 3-D realm and also in the astral or near astral realm. I perceive it as an artificial construct that does not have its own life essence, as it is not a natural life form with a hyper-dimensional DNA connection to divine levels of Creation. Instead, it siphons off the vital life energy of human beings for its own use, as an energy source, in a doomed, never-ending attempt to fill up the unfillable void it feels within itself. It is thoroughly vampiric and profoundly entropic. If I had to pinpoint a physical location for this Machine, one of the places I would look would be in vast caverns beneath the Moon's surface, or maybe inside of Iapetus, orbiting around Saturn. Please understand that the technology involved is very exotic, very powerful and subtle, Machiavellian beyond belief, cold and calculating, and operates in multiple dimensions with great sophistication -- in the astral realm, in the physical realm, in the emotional realm, in the social realm, etc.

It's hard to wrap your mind around this entity. It is like an alien, demonic, global vampire that knows how to push humanity's buttons to get the results it wants.

Someone or something  created The Machine. It occurs to me that it may be a very sophisticated weapon of war, with an extremely high level A.I. operating system. For all I know it goes planet hopping through solar system after solar system, with a default setting to mayhem, slaughter, death and destruction. We live in a big galaxy, and an even larger universe. It is naive to believe that all the beings and technologies out there are benevolent.

In my view, it is intimately tied up with the dark force behind the endless warring of the Pentagon, the global narcotics trade, human trafficking, exploitive, central-bank-warfare models of economics,  GMO technology, chemtrails, rampant deforestation, corporations like Monsanto, DuPont, Dow Chemical, General Electric, etc., agencies like the CIA, NSA, MI-6, Mossad, etc., nanotechnology, the pharmaceutical industry, nuclear technology in all of its most insidious manifestations, and much more.

It is malevolent beyond the power of words to describe. I have discussed this Machine in other blog posts, e.g.,  Ayahuasca Dreaming: The Machine Grinds On. One of my friends asked me to let her view The Machine and this is what she had to say about it:


Today I woke in the small hours and realized that you had made the experience available to me.  I understood something that my inexperience with power plants and the word "visions" had previously kept from me: that what occurs in visions is a direct, real encounter with the thing itself.

And you have done this many times. Your courage is remarkable.

The construct was covered with a translucent white membrane, which I realized was my protections. They are automatic but can be repealed. I lifted up the membrane and directly observed the construct.

It was frankly demonic. It calls to human beings to give in to the worst of their motives; the ultimate result is not satiation but destruction.


….. Believe me, this is a very different morning from any other that I have experienced. The hard demonic quality underlies the bright morning like the taste of brass. 

Deeper Into The Heart of The Amazon

I continued my exploration of reality with a growing sense of the enormity of the challenge facing those who hope to save the Earth's biosphere and at least a remnant of humanity. Through a volunteer tourist program I was directed to an Amazonian shaman with whom I ended up living the entire year of 2012.

I drank a fair amount of ayahuasca during that year, and also malicagua, another entheogen that grows widely in the Amazon region. I would caution one and all that malicagua, also known as angel's trumpet or Brugmansia, must be used very carefully. There are hundreds of different varieties and subvarieties, out of which perhaps five can be used for conscious exploration of the natural spirit world, and only under the careful guidance of an experienced, ethical, trustworthy shaman or shamaness.

I learned a great deal about Amazonian shamanism during 2012, both the good and also the very bad, including things that I could never have anticipated in my wildest imaginings. 

First the good part: Nature is vastly, consciously alive.The forest is filled with all kinds of spirits. Insect spirits, plant and tree spirits, animal spirits, spirits of light, wind spirits, bird spirits, reptile spirits and human spirits of various ethnicities and races, both male and female.

In other words, speaking as a man of western European ancestry, my personal observation is that the stories we are taught are myths or fairy tales are in actuality true!

There really are pixies, faeries, elves, leprechauns,  sprites, trolls, kobolds, gnomes, pucks, etc. Especially in the forest, but not only there, we are surrounded by a wide variety of spirits. We pass our lives immersed in a spiritual landscape that most people remain perfectly oblivious to, most of the time, and at their peril, if for no other reason than that when they die, and the physical body falls away, they find themselves suddenly plunged headlong into a multi-dimensional spiritual reality that they willfully denied and consciously avoided their entire lives. 

Perhaps my favorite spirits are the Tree People who came around multiple times. They are very gentle and radiate an aura of good natured, benevolent intent. I repeat that Nature is hyper-consciously aware and full of spiritual beings. The forest is awake and aware. That was brought home to me with powerful immediacy in the year I spent with the shaman. 

During that year I specifically asked ayahuasca one evening to show me the near future, which it did with a sobering directness. It showed me a frankly totalitarian dictatorship, replete with detention camps, military vehicles,  guard towers and security fences, and shimmering overhead in the air was a sort of quasi-physical-ephemeral net or grid that I was given to know telepathically was a mechanism for complete control of every aspect of human behavior, activity, thought, emotion and spiritual impulse. And all around I saw the wild forest, the forest primeval. This hell vision pertained to the human realm.

It was a grim scenario. I saw it as if watching it on a flat-panel computer monitor or television screen. I thought that perhaps ayahuasca had misunderstood my question, so I inwardly posed it again. About a minute later, precisely the same vision materialized once more before my inner view. 

I thought, "God help us."

And then in mid-2013 came the Edward Snowden revelations about the global NSA spying,  coupled with story after story of the federal agencies in the USSA buying up billions of rounds of hollow point sniper ammunition (the kind that will blow a hole the size of a dinner plate right through you), and then there is the rapidly increasing militarization of community policing all over the USSA, more than 2 million people in jail, and so it goes. I was born and reared in the USSA, about 75% of the readers of this blog live in the USSA, and the USSA still (at least as of today) exercises strong influence throughout the world -- economically, militarily, diplomatically, culturally, socially, etc., so for me, the readers of this blog, and for much of the rest of the world, the vision I was shown has considerable import; the more so, as its essential aspects are being put into play right before our eyes. An authoritarian or totalitarian system is rapidly being set into place.

And overall most of the people are acquiescing. 

That's a big problem. The people are cooperating with tyranny. They are in "go along to get along" mode and it will be their complete undoing. 

As I said, there are numerous varieties of malicagua in tropical South America and a lot of them can hurt you very badly. One of the poisonous varieties was growing right in front of my hut. I knew that because the shaman pointed it out to me more than once and told me not to touch it. So I left it alone.

The Dark Side of Amazonian Shamanism

Then everything changed. The morning of 29 December 2012 I went with the shaman into the little woods beside his place to drink malicagua. Because of what subsequently transpired  I will not describe now, and maybe never, everything that happened that day. Suffice it to say that the actions of the shaman that day and the following night hurt me so badly that I very nearly died. He almost killed me. I ended up spending more than four months in the public hospitals in Ecuador. I cannot tell you the agonizing depths of the pain in the first several weeks. It was off the chart. The pain killers the doctors gave me didn't touch it.  My case flummoxed the medical experts and so finally they discharged me, after months of testing and probing me, inside and out, up, down and sideways. The day of my hospital discharge, I barely made it across the small hospital parking lot with the aid of a battered aluminum walker, and could go no farther. I hailed a cab to take me to a low priced boarding house.

More than  a year later I am still recuperating, slowly getting a little better, month by month. It has been a long, slow, painful process.

Looking back on what happened that day, I noticed when I finally made it back to my little hut, literally half-dead, that the fatally poisonous variety of malicagua in front of my hut that the shaman had warned me about was conspicuously gone. It wasn't there anymore. In light of the near-fatal abuse I suffered that day and night, I have since wondered if he perhaps gave me that normally fatal variety of malicagua to drink that morning. I can't say for sure. All I know is that I came close to death that day and night. It was a near thing, a real close call.

Which brings me around to the main point of this section of the post: there are some real dark characters involved in Amazonian shamanism and it is not always easy to identify them. In my case, I came to that shaman through an Ecuadorian volunteer and tourism web site. Many people came and went during the year I stayed with the shaman. The shaman was a  bit unconventional, but I never saw him do to anyone what he did to me. 

On the contrary. 

And then things took a very dark turn, with me as the direct target.

In the interim, I have learned by a variety of means that the problem of rogue shamans, brujos, sorcerers and indigenous criminal predators, jungle riffraff, call them what you will, is a very real issue in the Amazon region. Governments recognize it, the indigenous communities recognize it and still it goes on.

I thought I was avoiding all of that by going to a shaman who was recommended by a tourism and volunteer business, and who had a regular stream of tourists and spiritual seekers coming to him and his place.

People get killed by so-called "shamans" every year in Ecuador, Colombia, Peru, Brazil. A real shaman or shamaness, who has your best interests at heart, who is skilled with the plants of the jungle, who knows the human body and spirit, who is able to guide you physically, emotionally and spiritually as you delve into ayahuasca or the other plants of the region such as San Pedro or malicagua, is a real rare breed. They exist, but they are rare. 

How do you find them? Luck, good karma, knowing the right people, which could mean  living in the region for years and really getting to know the culture and the people at a deeper level.

And then there is the idea that "98% of people shouldn't even drink ayahasca" as one of my South American oracles has advised me. "They can't handle it. They can't handle what it shows them. They flip out." 

I've seen people fly in on their South American vacation. For them, South America is like a tropical theme park with mountains, jungle, sea shore. It's on their bucket list. They fly to the Galapagos. They photograph the tortoises. They go to Cali to dance in the salsa clubs. They visit Machu Picchu to photograph the Inca ruins. Then they travel into the Amazon to drink ayahuasca. There is no particular depth to what they are doing. It's all on a par with taking photos at Mach Picchu or dancing in a nightclub in Cali. Then they fly back to Soho or Madison or Chicago or Boston. 

Been there, done that, they say. It's so superficial. And the "shamans" are there to accommodate them, or maybe kill them. And every year some do get killed; others get badly injured or nearly killed, as I was.

And this from a shaman with whom I lived an entire year, and with whom I had drunk the shamanic plants many times. 

The Criminal Case

There are many things I can and do shrug off, ignore, let go, forget about or even forgive. Being almost killed is a different matter altogether. There was never an apology from the shaman to me for causing my near death; moreover, both during and after the events of that day and night there was never any hint of remorse. And there were other factors surrounding those events that made plain to me that the man needs to be stopped and that I am the one to do it.

So I filed a criminal complaint against him. Everything that I have learned since has ratified my decision to do that. The case has made its way through the system and there will probably be a trial soon. He has been indicted, and the court will soon make a decision as to whether and when to take the case to trial. If he is tried and convicted he could potentially serve many years in jail. Causing great bodily harm is a serious matter.

The process has drug out for more than a year and a half, and has cost me thousands of dollars to pay attorneys, and also medical and rehabilitation fees. It has been a devastating experience, not at all what I anticipated.

However, I regard it as important to stand up and struggle for justice under very difficult circumstances.

The reality is that this is how it is going to be, if we are to get our planet back. There are violent rogues at every level of the world system, from Washington, DC to the Middle East to the Amazon and every point in between. We do not get our planet back unless we deal with them. That's just the way it is.

If you think you can do that by just browsing your favorite Internet sites or sitting in your living room drinking beer and watching news clips from Gaza or Ukraine on TV, think again.

We are in a down and dirty, life and death struggle for the destiny of humankind and the planet itself. 

To flourish on this planet we have to get to a much deeper level of understanding. We're skating on the surface now, just splashing in the shallows.

Shamanism, a mature, spiritually deep shamanism, is one of the greatest tools we have to reestablish a hyper-conscious, harmonious, cooperative, collaborative, working and living relationship with the Earth, and with all of the myriad biological, geological, crystalline, electrical, etheric, plasmoid and spiritual life forms on the Earth.

But if the shamanistic conduit is all clogged up with all manner of sorcerers, brujos and criminal predators laying in wait to bushwhack seekers after deeper communion with Nature, then that is a serious issue that needs to be resolved.  Someone has to clear the way. We absolutely must reestablish a clear channel of hyper-conscious communication with Nature.

So at great personal expense of time, effort, money, and pain I am doing my best to put a dangerous shaman behind bars. He's not the only one, but you start where you can, and you go from there. 

The Political Refuge Issue

At the same time, I am seeking political refuge in Ecuador. 

Beyond the fact that I do not know if there was possibly a hidden (maybe CIA or USSA military?)  hand in the ugly events that befell me, the USSA has changed greatly in the time I have been in Ecuador. The month after I was discharged from the hospital, Edward Snowden's NSA revelations came to light. Now we know that everyone is under surveillance. 

You are. I certainly am.

Also within the last couple of years, the NDAA has been implemented, which allows for secret arrest and imprisonment by the USSA military of anyone, anywhere, without charge or trial. The NDAA even permits the outright killing of those whom the executive branch of the USSA government determines to be a threat, whatever the secret criteria are. There is no way to know if you are on the list, right up until the time you are grabbed off the street by guys with guns who put a hood over your head and take you away to some secret, USSA military dungeon. Or maybe a Pentagon hit man just walks up to you on the street and calmly pumps a few bullets into you, turns the corner, hails a cab and rides away, while you bleed out on the sidewalk. It's made to seem like random street crime.

That's the way that the NDAA works. It is now the law. I therefore presume that it is in operation.

Those factors, given my history of anti-nuclear activism and multiple arrests and stints in many different jails and prisons; along with my writing and research about black budget operations pertaining especially to clandestine underground and undersea bases and tunnels; as well as this blog, in which I take all kinds of unconventional positions on a wide variety of issues; have all brought me to the point where I feel it wiser to remain in South America, and specifically in Ecuador. No doubt my penetrating foray into shamanism and the hyper-dimensionally vibrant world of the Amazon have also brought me to the notice of those who would prefer the resident human population to be deaf, dumb, blind and thoroughly docile.

My political refuge petition is accordingly into its second year. Slowly, a number of supporters have  elected to provide written backing, and even institutional support, for my political refuge in Ecuador.

They include: 




I am seeking more quality supporters. If you are able to help me please contact me.

Can You Please Help Me?


As I mentioned above, after more than a year and a half of intense struggle, the shaman who assaulted me has been indicted and has now been arraigned. There will be a trial hearing in a few weeks.

I have been pushed to the wall by this ordeal, to my financial limits and beyond. The case is actually bigger than me, in that there certainly are many other victims of shamanic abuse in the Amazon region. I absolutely am not the only victim. Indeed, I have already heard from another victim of the same shaman who has nevertheless declined to pursue justice or even to support me in my case in any way. But unlike him and many others, I have elected to stand up and fight back, no matter the odds. And against all expectations, my assailant has been indicted and is going to trial. But the battle is not over.

I have no illusions about what I am up against. I was almost killed.

What happens in the Amazon is vitally important to what happens on this planet, for crucial reasons of oxygen production alone. The shamans of the region theoretically have an essential role to play in healing the Amazon and showing the way for humanity to deeply bond with the natural world -- but not if they themselves are abusive to the very people who come to the region to consult the sacred power plants in search of hyper-conscious communion with Mother Nature. 

I urgently need your assistance to help pay my legal counsel. I need to prevail in this case to continue my work on this vital, southern continent and to put an end to at least some of the harm that is occurring in South American shamanism. It matters. I know that some of you are more than able to assist me. 

For USA dollar contributions please e-mail me at:  dr.samizdat1618@gmail.com  and I will tell you how to send a donation. 

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Wednesday, June 25, 2014

The USSA's Secret Space Program(s)

Everyone is familiar with the spacefaring exploits of the USSA’s National Aeronautics and Space Administration (NASA), the Russian space program and the European Space Agency (ESA). The increasingly sophisticated Chinese space program is also well known internationally.

But for years there has been quiet talk of another space program, a secret space program, a covert consortium, if you will, that operates quietly out of the public eye, drawing on the expertise, technology and personnel of major aerospace corporations, major military agencies and the publicly known space agencies and using all of those organizations and bureaucracies as a cover for clandestine space projects carried out in great secrecy. It seems like an outlandish idea at first blush. But there is evidence that points in that direction. 


Project Dyna-Soar

Most people have never heard of the USSA Air Force’s preparations for the so-called Dyna-Soar manned space program in the late 1950s and early 1960s. Dyna-Soar was based on the 1930s theoretical boost-glide space plane concept of the 20th Century German scientist, Eugen Sänger. Nazi rocket expert, SS General Walter Dornberger, was brought to the USA by Project Paperclip after World War II and carried along schematics and blueprints for a rocket launched space plane based on Eugen Sänger’s earlier work. In my book, Hidden in Plain Sight: Beyond the X-Files, I reference two Project Paperclip memoranda from 1947 that explicitly asked for both SS General Dornberger and Eugen Sänger to be brought over to the USSA under Project Paperclip. 

General Dornberger was brought over and worked for Bell Aircraft, in upstate New York, where he advanced the space plane concept under the guise of the USSA's Air Force’s Dyna-Soar project. Initially, Bell’s design for the Dyna-Soar was the leading concept, but then the Air Force decided to award the project to Boeing instead.  (The best history that I have seen of this project, and its Nazi antecedents, is the conference article by William C. Walter, Project Dyna-Soar: The Roots of Shuttle - A Memoir, IAA-92-0193, 43rd Congress of the International Astronautical Federation, August 28-September 5, 1992, Washington, DC (International Astronautical Federation, 3-5 Rue Mario-Nikis, 75015 Paris, France).

In plain English, NASA's space shuttle was not home-grown American technology. It actually was an outgrowth of  a concept based on Nazi research and plans dating back to the era of the Third Reich, in the 1930s and 1940s, albeit that it took the USSA a few decades after WW-II to build and fly a spacecraft that resembled the original Nazi concept. The original intent was to orbit the Dyna-Soar. Publicly, that program was shut down; however, with a delay of over a decade the Space Shuttle, a larger, boost-glide, space plane was launched and did orbit hundreds of astronauts.

Interestingly, Neil Armstrong, the celebrated first man to walk on the moon in NASA’s Apollo space program, was one of the Dyna-Soar space plane astronauts before he left Dyna-Soar to train with NASA. Eventually, after spending a lot of money and time, and training a Dyna-Soar astronaut corps, the Air Force publicly announced that it was shutting down the program, allegedly without ever putting any Dyna-Soar astronauts into space.

The Manned Orbiting Laboratory (MOL)

The USSA Air Force also planned to establish a Manned Orbiting Laboratory (MOL), and in the period 1965-1967 selected yet another corps of military astronauts. The Air Force’s MOL astronaut corps operated in parallel to the NASA manned space program’s astronaut corps. But then, as with the earlier Dyna-Soar program, the Air Force announced that it was shutting down the MOL program. 


Project Horizon

And then there were the USSA Army's plans for a major program to establish a manned outpost on the Moon. It was called Project Horizon  and projected scores of Saturn rocket launches of men and materiel into space, to construct a manned lunar base by 1966. Officially, nothing like this came to concrete realization, and the first Apollo astronauts did not set foot on the lunar surface until 1969, three years after the projected date of completion of the USSA Army's planned, manned lunar base.

The public record therefore shows that the USSA military planned at least three manned space programs in the 1950s and 1960s (Dyna-Soar, the MOL and Project Horizon) that were distinctly separate from the NASA Mercury, Gemini and Apollo programs. The Air Force trained its own military astronauts for the Dyna-Soar and MOL programs, before very publicly shutting them down for ostensible lack of funding and political support. 

The USSA Military's Parallel Secret Space Shuttle Program

But was the story presented to the public really the whole story? The question has to be asked, because in August of 1989 the U.S. Air Force announced for yet a third time that it was shutting down another, this time secret, manned space program that it again intended to run parallel to that of NASA’s manned space program. In this case the Pentagon had spent $3.3 billion dollars to build its own space shuttle launch facility at Vandenberg Air Force Base in California, a launch control facility in Colorado, and had a secret cadre of 32 military astronauts.

Mind you, none of this was public knowledge until the 1989 announcement by the Air Force that it had disbanded its secret, previously unknown, astronaut corps, that it was “mothballing” its space shuttle launch facility at Vandenberg AFB, and that it was abandoning its space shuttle program. There were therefore three publicly acknowledged efforts by the U.S. military over a 30 year period to establish its own manned space programs. In each case, the programs were publicly shut down, but only after first going to elaborate and costly lengths of training astronauts, developing technology and spending multiple billions of dollars. This represents quite a lot of repeated effort over a period of decades to obtain a null result.


Unless of course, this repeated exercise over a 30 year period was but a costly charade carefully calculated to deflect scrutiny from other military programs that actually have secretly put men into space.


I have often wondered whether something like the USSA Army's Project Horizon (see above) may even now be in secret operation, with manned outposts on the Moon, and perhaps elsewhere in the solar system, and even farther afield in the galaxy.

Curious Case of Gary McKinnon

Which brings me directly to the curious case of Gary McKinnon, the British computer hacker who was hauled up on serious criminal charges by the U.S. government for hacking into U.S. government and military computer networks. As of early 2010 McKinnon was facing 70 years in prison for hacking into U.S. Space Command computers, where he alleges to have seen computer files with lists of Non-Terrestrial Officers’ names, and records of fleet to fleet transfers containing names of ships that he says were not U.S. Navy ships. What he saw caused him to believe that the U.S. military has a secret space fleet and that the ships’ names that he viewed belong to that secret space fleet. 


Be that as it may, whatever it was that he saw caused the U.S. Government to go to unusual lengths to try to extradite Gary McKinnon to the USA and criminally prosecute and imprison him for the rest of his natural life. Judging by the extreme reaction of the U.S. Government to what would seem to be an otherwise comparatively minor hacking incident, maybe it really does have a secret space fleet. Maybe that’s why it went after Gary McKinnon so aggressively. Maybe the repeated, publicly “failed” or abandoned attempts by the U.S. Air Force to establish a separate, military, manned space program were just covers for another, more secretive manned space program that had quietly flown beneath the radar of public awareness until a bumbling British hacker stumbled across it.

Area 51


In that vein, much speculation has focused on the famous Area 51 in Nevada, and the Lockheed Corporation’s famous “Skunk Words” in California, as sites where secret spacecraft may have been developed and built. After all, it was Lockheed’s “Skunk Works” where super-secret aircraft such as the U-2, SR-71 Blackbird and F-117 stealth fighter were designed and built. And Area 51 is widely assumed to be a place where reverse engineering of recovered extraterrestrial technology takes place. 

One of the most interesting anecdotal accounts of the extraterrestrial technology held at Area 51 that I have seen appeared in a 2002 Robert Stanley interview with David Adair in NEXUS Magazine. (Robert M. Stanley, “Electromagnetic Fusion and ET Space Technology,” NEXUS New Times Magazine USA/Canadian Edition, vol. 9, no. 5 (September-October 2002): 53-57, 74-75.) Briefly, Adair says that in 1971 he was taken underground at Area 51 to a mammoth, underground, work space where he saw many exotic craft, including a large, bus-sized, fusion engine that was so exotic and sophisticated that it was clear to him that it was of extraterrestrial manufacture and could not have been made on Earth. The plain implication is that the military-industrial complex of the USA has extraterrestrial space engines.

We Now Have The Technology To Take E.T. Home


But it was the dramatic comments in 1993 of Ben Rich, director of the Lockheed Skunk Works from 1975 to 1990, that conclusively revealed that great technological advances have been made in the black world of compartmentalized programs. In March of 1993 Rich presented a talk to an engineering alumni meeting at the University of California- Los Angeles (UCLA). Jan Harzen, a Boeing executive and Director of the Mutual UFO Network’s Orange County section, was present in the audience that day. Harzan witnessed Rich show a slide of a black flying disk headed into outer space and tell the audience of engineers, “We now have the technology to take E.T. home.” 

Ben Rich went on to say that by making changes in unspecified mathematical equations there had been an engineering breakthrough and that it did not take long to travel to other stars. In recent years, a letter written by Rich in 1986 has also come to light in which he wrote: “Many of our manmade UFOs are Un Funded Opportunities.” This comment by Ben Rich clearly refers to black budget, off the books projects and technology. The clear reference to “manmade UFOs” is unambiguous and carries extra weight coming from Rich, who was an insider’s insider in the American military-industrial complex, particularly in the secretive world of high-tech, cutting edge, aerospace technology.

Information From My Own Sources And Research

I must say that none of this surprises me in the least. My personal view is that manned space flight in the modern era likely began in the early 1950s, a full decade before the Russians and Americans began publicly catapulting astronauts and cosmonauts into space in hypersonic tomato cans called "space capsules."

My belief is that from the time of the Third Reich on (or even before) electrogravitics, antigravity and other modes of propulsion were being explored.  I have explained my thinking and observations at length in previous blog posts, among others:  Nazi Vril Kaleidoscopic Merry-Go-RoundUnthinkable Torsion Secrets Of Our Most Recondite Delusion and  Vorticular Madness Of The Dark Magicians . The work of T. Townsend Brown, Charles Dellschau, the Nazi scientists and engineers, and a host of others, as well as the technology recovered from the Roswell  UFO crash in 1947 and other UFO crashes, absolutely did not escape the notice of the planners behind Project Paperclip, the Manhattan Project,  MJ-12, the Jason Group, Project Rand and other organizations and research groups dealing with exotic and cutting edge technology. In fact, the modern space effort appears to have begun in earnest many decades ago.

In my book, Kundalini Tales, I very briefly refer to a clear telepathic communication  that I received from Robert Monroe, the well-known out-of-body explorer and author who founded The Monroe Institute in Faber, Virginia. For whatever reason, I had a fair amount of telepathic contact with Robert Monroe over the years. Of course, he is not presently physically alive. In about 1981, he telepathically communicated to me that the first men went into space in 1951 (not 1961) and that the first space missions revealed that there were certain esoteric aspects to space travel, things that NASA, for instance, has never publicly revealed. Essentially, there is a deeply magical or mystical aspect of space travel -- it's not all nuts and bolts, hard engineering. There are certain key times and places, and specific manners in which you can send men to space. If the proper protocols are not observed the missions do not succeed. That was the gist of what he communicated to me.

More than that, other information I have received has suggested that the huge black triangles that so many people have seen, in different regions of the world, are a compartmentalized, Black Project of major aerospace companies that uses plasma technology as a propulsive force. The observed performance of the craft is consistent with some sort of alectrogravitic or antigravity technology. The same is probably true for the Nazi Vril-style flying saucers that have been repeatedly seen over the years.

I would also observe that when I was researching my first book on underground bases and tunnels, I ran across a technical document that mentioned a planned, nuclear powered, tunnel boring machine called a Subselene, designed to  excavate tunnels beneath the Moon's surface. I briefly mention the Subselene toward the end of the book. The document even estimated the cost of transporting the machine to the Moon, without, however, specifying exactly how that would be done. At the time, I wondered to myself if that could perhaps be done with a big, heavy lift, black triangle.

Twenty years later,  I am still wondering about that.

Bottom Line

The bottom line is that the available evidence indicates the likely existence of at least one classified, military space program using chemical rocket technology, and operating clandestinely, in parallel to the NASA manned space program. Additionally, the comments of Ben Rich and the remarks of David Adair indicate the probable existence of at least one other highly secret space program, using unconventional space technology, also operating in parallel to the NASA manned space program. The aggressive pursuit of criminal charges by the American government against the British hacker, Gary McKinnon, who alleges to have seen evidence of a secret U.S. military space fleet also points to a secret American space program.


The black budget is massive, running into the hundreds of billions, even trillions of dollars. The evidence strongly indicates that a lot of that money has gone into secretive activities in space about which we have never been informed. At places like Area 51, Vandenberg Air Force Base, White Sands Missile Range, Edwards Air Force Base, Cape Canaveral and elsewhere there are profound secrets about space and space travel that have been held back from the American people.


The general public have been massively lied to. The time has come that we learned the truth about what happens in those places, the many discoveries and breakthroughs that have been made, and the technology that is in use.


Will You Please Help Me?
 
After more than a year of intense struggle, the shaman who assaulted me has been indicted and has now been arraigned. There will be a trial hearing in several weeks.

I have been pushed to the wall by this ordeal, to my financial limits and beyond. The case is actually bigger than me, in that there certainly are other victims of shamanic abuse in the Amazon region. I am not the only victim. Indeed, I have already heard from another victim of the same shaman who has nevertheless declined to pursue justice or even to support me in my case in any way. But unlike him and 99% of the others, I have elected to stand up and fight back, no matter the odds. And against all expectations, my assailant has been indicted and is going to trial. But the battle is not over.

I have no illusions about what I am up against. I was almost killed.

What happens in the Amazon is vitally important to what happens on this planet, for crucial reasons of oxygen production alone. The shamans of the region theoretically have an essential role to play in healing the Amazon and showing the way for humanity to deeply bond with the natural world -- but not if they themselves are abusive to the very people who come to the region to consult the sacred power plants in search of hyper-conscious communion with Mother Nature. 

I urgently need your assistance to help pay my legal counsel. I need to prevail in this case to continue my work on this vital, southern continent and to put an end to at least some of the harm that is occurring in South American shamanism. It matters. I know that some of you are more than able to assist me. 

For USA dollar contributions please e-mail me at: dr.samizdat1618@gmail.com  and I will tell you how to send a donation. 

I also gratefully accept donations of the following crypto-currencies at these addresses:

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