The Mystical lines between Reality and Fantasy

“…And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend, legend became myth.” 

: Galadriel - "Lord of the Rings "

Aladdin’s lamp, the magic carpet, the staff of Ulysses, Jason’s Golden fleece, Solomon’s diamond, the philosophers stone..

Did human imagination give birth to these ‘fantasies’?

Or

Did the reality of these artifacts, lost in the mystical past, trigger human imagination?

As children we embrace these stories and wished we had the lamp or the flying carpet. When we grow and become ‘wise’ we reject them firmly, as if we have mastered time and space so completely that we can judge with authority what is true and what is not, even if the subject in question may have existed thousands of years before our times. 

Is it wise to measure all of history based on the lives we live and understand today? Perhaps our progress in science is what influences our audaciousness. So we ask ‘where is the proof?’

But absence of proof is not proof of absence. 

We live under the notion that life thus far has flown in a linear progression, and so the current times we live in are the most modern and sophisticated life mankind has ever known. 

Most scriptures however, defy this notion and tell us of times in the past, where mankind has existed in greater understanding of life around him. These were referred to as the Golden ages, and humanity has known many such Golden ages each a unique and magical expression of nature, life and human ingenuity. And so from a spiritual perspective, life goes not in linear progression but in an ebb and flow mode, much like the waves. We rise and we fall. Just like the Lumerians, Atlanteans, even the glorious Vedic times in the ancient India highlighted during the Ramayana and Mahabharata periods.

I was always interested in the Mahabharata. The great heroes, their skills and weapons fascinated me. Yet my science-oriented mind wondered how it would be possible for an archer to slay his enemy 2 kilometers away with a speeding arrow? How divine weapons were wielded? If the Brahmastra (the weapon of Brahma) was more powerful then our nuclear bomb? How Arjuna could fight for the Gods?

Men in those days were known to be much larger and stronger than the forms we currently don. Uprooting trees, fighting non-stop for a length of 10-15 days (Arjuna's fight with Shiva), wielding heavy weapons etc was a routine task for heroes. From a scientific point of view it stands to reason that if the Mahabharata period existed, there should be some proof of the same left behind, isn’t it?
Not necessarily!

I have passionately followed this line of thought and received understanding by and by. 

You see if I wish to go into space it will not be possible for me to go in this human form. I will have to wear a space suit to help me deal with the new environment. Similarly even on earth different periods of time have humans in different varieties in their body constitution. 

A few years back I was watching a documentary about age-old weapons on BBC. The British host went to a museum and took up an 11th century sword. He found it difficult to lift even with both his hands. Yet back in the 11th century, the soldiers would hold this sword in one hand and an even heavier shield in the other as they fought their battles. The host said that back then people were much larger and stronger as compared to us. And this is only 10 centuries back. So should we be surprised if heroes 5000 years ago could perform magical feats in the battlefield?

Vedic science tells us about the 4 ages that life on earth goes through – The Golden age or Sat yuga, Silver or Treta age, Bronze of Dwapara age and Kali the dark age. The constitution of the human body and the abilities of the human mind drastically vary in each age. Today we have a flesh and bone – calcified body which when buried will not disintegrate fully into the elements, but will leave bones and teeth behind. But in times prior to this dark age where humanity lived in higher understanding and more ‘light’, their bodies were known to be more crystalline in nature. Such bodies were capable of holding more light and perform many feats which we consider miraculous today. The light bodies were complimented with a refined mind dwelling in higher consciousness giving these humans abilities much greater then our own. These bodies merged very well with the elements given the preference of vedic people to use fire to dispose human form upon death and that is why science has no bones of such bodies to conclude as proof of that age. 

I have since understood that to use the laws of science as a yardstick to ascertain validity or proof of bygone mysteries is, well.. limiting. We are governed by highly intelligent Nature, which is fully capable of masking the truths of one age from the other no matter how smartly we do our investigations and excavations. Only men with pure, one-pointed and keen understanding stand a chance to be exposed to such masked truths.

Sciences of the Past :

There are men of realisation, even in this day and age, who are well aware of how things worked in the past. A Master may now and then reveal truths that most people of the world may never have access to otherwise. A great Master in southern India once explained that the sciences in the past were not mechanical, chemical or electronic in nature. They were mystical or metaphysical. 

A Vimana

A flying chariot called Pushpa Vimana in the Ramayana did actually fly but not through mechanical or electronic science but through the deeper and subtle science of sound - through Mantras! Divine weapons of various potencies were wielded by heroes in the Mahabharata war through mantras. The royal class, through the grace of their learned preceptors, were known to be aware of mantras that enabled then to do superhuman tasks with ease. A blade of grass could be made a weapon through mantras, potent enough to destroy not just the earth but our whole solar system.

Naturally many will be keen to know these mantras or mystic formulas, but they cannot be effectively used by just any person. Just as a rare seed of an exotic variety of fruit cannot be expected to grow when put in barren or rocky or sandy dry ground, similarly a higher mantra cannot be put to use by anyone just knowing the formula. Only men of deep spiritual understanding and practice were able to use such formulas. 

The culture of infusing our equipment with potent divine energy is still carried on today in India, when on certain days farmers and other people bring out their equipments and vehicles to be worship divinely recharged. 

So coming back to Alladin’s lamp – what about it is truly magical? The lamp itself is of not much value except that by rubbing it, it brings out the Genie that can almost do anything for you. 

Is that really unbelievable?

One of the most outstanding and popular books of the 20^th century The Autobiography of a Yogi mentions of a certain fakir by the name of Afzal Khan who had control over a genie, an astral being by the name Hazrat, who could fulfill any wish put forward by his master. In the 80’s there was another fakir known popularly as Barielly ke Baba as he hailed from Barielly. This fakir also had control of astral entities that would do anything at his bidding. Such was the popularity of this fakir that the filmstar of the 80’s Shatrughan Sinha had incorporated the name of this fakir, who he believed in, in his movie dialogues. The fakir openly declared that he could make any doubting Thomas see the astral entities face to face provided they had the spine in them. Some who attempted to take on the challenge ran out of the room in sheer terror.

One could investigate further and find many books, even people existing today, who have the ability to put non terrestrial entities to use. So Aladdin's lamp could very well have existed wherein a knowledgeable fakir could have programmed the formula of invoking an entity to a simple rub of some lamp.

Philosophers Stone

The Philosophers stone: Frankly I find no appeal in such a fantastic object. The Philosophers stone could turn any base metal into Gold. In my opinion rather then making one rich, it would simply bring the value of gold crashing down. 

If you think about it, the possibility of a Philosophers stone existing is very possible. We know when iron kept close to magnet for a certain period of time, becomes magnetic. The Philosophers stone could have a more potent property which could transform any metal to gold instantly.

Though I do not know of anything akin to such a stone; I do know of something even more fantastic to exist. In the Mahabharata, the Sun god gave Yudhishtir a vessel which would always supply them food once a day. This divine vessel was called the Akshaya Patra.

Akshaya Vibhuti box

I know for a fact certain yogis dwelling in the Himalayas near the Nar-Narayana cave who have been blessed with such an Akshaya Patra by Sri Sathya Sai Baba, which will provide for all their needs while they focus on their sadhana (spiritual practices). I have met one of those yogis too. Furthermore I know of around 3 people to whom Sri Sathya Sai have given an Akshaya patra vibhuti box from which inexhaustible supply of vibhuti comes forth no matter how many times you empty it. Most of these people are doctors who use this vibhuti for healing purpose.

The Magic carpet : If I went 10 centuries back and told people then that some day soon humans would not only fly in the air to travel from one place to another, but would even eat, sleep and be entertained while flying – I would be thrown in prison for being a lunatic. Yet we know this to be true.. why then shud be doubt the possibility of a magic carpet to exist.. just because we cannot fathom how an assumedly woolen carpet would have the mechanics to fly!


Why just artifacts..  various fabled creatures like the Unicorn, fairies, leprechauns, dwarfs, yetis, mermaids etc are known to exist on slightly higher dimensions then us. There are many humans who have encountered them but keep their silence in view of the misunderstanding world.

I am of the belief that if humanity is strong enough to let go of their binding doubts and pursue knowledge with open heart and mind, humility, faith and sincerity, then nature will willingly reveal to us secrets which we never thought could exist. Already there are many souls who have been awakened by the masters and made to realize the magical possibilities that await us in the very near future; A future where the many self-made walls of doubts and disbeliefs will collapse revealing before us new life in a truly magical Paradise.

Sounds like a fantasy.. dosent it?

:)

©2012

Are We Alone? - Love from Venus

We are all familiar with the notion of contactees, people who’ve encountered benevolent aliens with a message to spread on Earth about the dangers of our self-destructive ways, our nukes and our impending doom through the misuse of our planet’s environment.

There is another form of alien contact that has so far been ignored or, if it has been acknowledged, ridiculed to the point of absurdity: the claim made by some very human-looking individuals that they are themselves aliens from another planet here to bring a message of love and hope.


One such person is Vivenus. A simple person, Vivenus traveled simply from town to town with acoustic guitar in hand, playing  wherever a group would gather to hear her message.

Vivenus introduces herself and her book thusly:

“Dear Friend in Light, as you read this, let the light grow brighter within you.

            "Please understand that what I shall share here I must translate into the Earth tongue. I

Vivenus

must – against the natural grain of me – name and label and classify in words the life I lived at home. I must seem to bottle and confine beauty as though it could be [so contained.] It is a strange task, and I pray I can achieve it.

            “We are free at home – not stopped by the policemen of words. We do not name beauty, but become one with it. And we do not question joy, but just enjoy it.

            “We have not ‘time.’ We live in the eternal Now, so it will be difficult to pinpoint events and memories and celebrations. But divine love will give to me what I need, if you will keep in your mind all along these pages that Venus is a wordless world, a silent world. When we communicate at home, it is not by sound but by feeling. And if memory restores some ‘conversations’ in this writing, understand it was not actually in words but in feeling that I must put into words.

            “I shall describe scenery, places, souls and moments in my Venusian life, and it will surprise me if I can do it, because at home I never had to put into words what was in my heart. What we do at home is flow in feelings, which turns into a state of being called love.

            “The ‘things’ on Venus are not really ‘things’ as they seem to be on Earth. We make what we make, for the most part, with our minds. No sounds of hammers pounding nails. We envision our house, and the house is there. We can envision its being built ‘brick by brick’ or we can see it all at once, perfect and complete.

            “My name is Viv. Full name is Vivenus. This is my soul name, the one I was given for my mission on Earth. And I was given this name on the planet Venus where I was born.

            “I cannot prove my origin. I cannot prove that what I share with you is true about my heavenly home. I cannot even prove that I exist at all. Perhaps I am but a figment of your imagination. What is proof is an illusion of the mind. What is faith is of the heart, and thus is real. If I do exist, then I am from Venus. I have no credentials, but one: my heart that does not stop loving you, oh, child of Earth.

            “Before I came to the Earth plane, when I was at home on Venus, I had a vision of all of you. I felt that the Earth would welcome – if not me – then the truths I would discover to help them find the peace and inner contentment, independent of what happens on the outside. But now I know my vision was a mirage. The Earth seems satisfied to resign itself to depression, despair, and dead ends. Does this planet Earth need me from Venus? Did it ever need me? I still don’t know.”   

There is a kind of poetry contained within the heartfelt prose of Vivenus, and she also offers snatches of lyrics and short poems throughout the text. The narrative of her life is written in a book called : Vivenus: Starchild;  begins with her childhood on Venus, a place where, as she has explained, no one uses language to communicate and where one simply wills things to appear. For instance, if a Venusian wanted to make a painting, they would conjure a canvas out of nothing and then mentally transfer the image from their mind onto the canvas and voila, there is the painting.

            But the most important aspect of life on Venus is love. Feelings are the only true reality, and the mind and its use of language to describe the world simply isn’t needed. That depth of feeling is what Vivenus hopes to impart to Earth, whose people suffer from a collective depression sent by enemy forces of darkness that lurk in our skies ever ready to amplify the pain we have largely brought on ourselves.

            Why don’t we see life on Venus? Why do we think of it as a dead planet, too hot to harbor physical life of any kind? Vivenus answers that the Venusians vibrate at a level too high for our naked eyes or optical instruments to see. They are so advanced spiritually that they are basically invisible to us.

            Vivenus attends something like a college on Venus to prepare herself for her missionary journey to Earth. Her older brothers fly her to Earth in a flying saucer, what Venusians call a “swoop,” named for its swooping motion as it travels. She is given a fleshly covering that is identical to a young American woman who has recently taken her own life because of her failure to succeed as a singer of love songs. Vivenus slips into her role so perfectly that even the relatives of the young woman she replaces can’t tell the difference. It’s a variation of the “walk-in” motif that has been kicked around the past several decades, in which an alien chooses to enter the body of an everyday mortal and work through that person to create positive change in the world.

            After teaching herself to play guitar well enough to accompany her singing, Vivenus composes songs of love that embody the doctrine that the heart is all there is and that perfect love is available outside the confines of human language to those who seek it  in purity and compassion. She may be a little whacky to some, but one must admit her intentions are good. But all does not go well for Vivenus. After spending some time on Earth, she begins to fall prey to the same hardships as we Earthlings.

            “The more I tried,” she writes, “the more I failed. The more I cared, the more indifference was shown to me. I found out what a lie was and what deception is. And I began hurting inside just as the girl before me. My determination to sing for the world turned into desperation. My struggles to stay afloat and keep a shelter angered my soul, for this struggle to survive on Earth was intruding on my mission.”

            She learns to fear and to mistrust, and becomes familiar with the pain that comes from being rejected by friends. But she overcomes her depression by being reminded of her mission and being “shown” the plan for her future. She decides to reveal her true identity as a Venuisan and begins to speak publicly to large crowds, starting in New York and moving westward. She writes down her feelings in a series of books, and holds weekly meetings for those interested in her story as well as publishing a twelve-page journal called “Feelings.”

            Vivenus concludes by saying that when she began her mission, she hoped to reach everyone on Earth with her teachings about perfect love, but as it turned out, she was able to share it only with a few people. There still exist news clippings of her 1980 campaign to have God listed as a write-in candidate for president in the race between Jimmy Carter and Ronald Reagan. Some of the local election boards, including the one in Oakland, California, stated that that was fine, as long as God was at least thirty-five years of age and born on American soil. Vivenus had even written a campaign song for God’s candidacy called “It’s Not Odd To Vote For God.”

            Timothy Green Beckley, the publisher of “Vivenus: Starchild,” said he long ago lost contact with Vivenus and doesn’t know if she’s alive and well or if she even remembers her life touring the country on a mission from the universe. We can only wish her well somewhere “out there.”

Extracts - Sean Casteel

Are We Alone? - Val Thor

A Holy Stranger in the Pentagonal Lodge

Extracted from:

"Stranger at the Pentagon"

by Dr. Frank E. Stranges, Ph.D.

1967, Inner Light Publications,

New Brunswick, NJ ISBN 0-938294-66-0

    "When I asked him where he was from, he replied, 'I am from the Planet that is called Venus.' I asked him how many visitors from Venus were presently on Earth and he said, 'There are presently seventy seven of us walking among you in the United States. We are constantly coming and going.'"

The First Meeting

March 16, 1957, in Alexandria, Virginia, one of the finest leaders of the planet Venus, operating under the direction of the Central Control and who had been chosen to make the contact as well as direct the project, landed his craft and was met by two police officers, weapons drawn.

A thought transference quickly convinced them that he meant no harm and he was ushered into the back seat of their patrol car. After crossing over into Washington, D.C., they were met by the Secretary of Defense along with six of his staff members. Soon police from every conceivable district and agency had joined in, all trying to claim their right to escort him to President Dwight D. Eisenhower.

Through his own version of the power of positive thinking, he was able to dismiss them all and soon passed through the security posts followed by an Air Force Captain.

Meanwhile, his presence in the area had thrown everyone into a dilemma. The introduction he held from the High Council worried them because, though not written in any Earthly language, their minds were given power to properly translate the inscribed message.

Captain Gould (not his real name) asked him to remain and after downing two plain bourbons muttered...

        "My god, why couldn't this have happened on my day off?"

Suddenly the door opened and six armed guards led Val to what appeared to be an elevator. It went rapidly to the bottom-most level. Maximum security was in place. After transferring to an underground train, they sped toward the White House. Six officials, six armed guards and three secret service men escorted him into the office of President Eisenhower.

From behind the desk the President rose while the secret service men remained nervous and uneasy. As he extended his hand to shake that of the President, the secret service men drew their revolvers and pointed them at Val. Following the nod of the President, they reluctantly lowered their guns.

Standing in front of his desk, the President said,

    "Of course, you know we have suspended all rules of protocol. I have a good feeling toward you. Please, sir, what is your name?" "And where do you come from?"

    "I come from the planet your Bible calls the morning and the evening star."

    "Venus?"

    "Yes, sir."

    "Can you prove this," he asked.

    "What do you constitute as proof?"

    He quickly retorted, "I don't know."

    "Will you come with me to my ship?"

He answered with a quizzical look and said,

    "My friend, I cannot come and go as I please. There are others to be considered. There are committees to be consulted and security measures to be adhered to. Please spend some time with us here ...Let's get better acquainted ...learn more about one another ...and perhaps soon, real soon, well ...we shall see."

Richard Nixon

At that moment, another gentleman rushed into the room. It turned out to be Vice President Richard Nixon.

He appeared to Val to be very sharp, quick-witted, with fixed eyes and an amazing aptitude toward speed and proficiency.

    "My name is Valiant," he said as the Vice President thrust his hand without hesitation.

    "You have certainly caused a stir ...for an out of towner."

The Vice President smiled as he continued,

    "Of course, we are not totally convinced of anything just yet. But suffice it to say we are checking and double checking everything you say and do. When Sergeant Young from Alexandria radioed in and stated that you had just landed in a flying saucer, we thought," he continued, "Sergeant Young had flipped. Say, were you in on that UFO flap over Washington? You certainly had us all in a dither, if you were."

After assuring them that this planet had been under close scrutiny for hundreds of years before the 1945 bomb blast and with his special letter still in the slightly quivering hand of the President, he was requested to follow the Secret Service back the way they had come ...to the Pentagon and into a beautifully furnished apartment where he would spend the next three years.

 Fortunately, he was prepared for such a lengthy visit and kept in constant communication with the Starship. There were many occasions during which he teleported himself in and out of those quarters often exercising "transimagery" to cause the security guards to visualize his face on a nonexistent badge.

Photos Taken

Soon after his arrival, together with three members of his crew, he joined a "convention" in the back yard of the home of Mr. Howard Menger in High Bridge, New Jersey. The month was April, 1957. A certain group of individuals who were interested in UFOs were meeting that day.

Val and his crew members, Donn, Jill and Tanyia, had changed into the same type of clothing worn by their Earth friends. The meeting was very interesting and these people were on the right track. He was dismayed to learn the undignified manner in which these people were treated by the press.

Nevertheless, these people were pursuing their beliefs and this was good. A curious young photographer, August C. Roberts, snapped several pictures, thinking he was doing so without Val's knowledge. The photographer seemed to be greatly troubled when he attempted to talk to him. Yet, it was those very photographs which were to bring me together with this unusual man on that cold December day.

Help Unaccepted

Holding the message from the High Council in his hand, the President stated that Val's offer to help the human family would upset the economy of the United States and could plunge her into the Abyss of Chaos. In brief, he politely told Val that the people of this planet were not ready to cope with such conditions as would come into existence if the recommendations of this unearthly visitor were put into action.

Nevertheless, he was invited to assist a number of scientists who were out working on medical projects directly associated with the space sciences. His allotted time to acquaint the leaders of the United States with his suggestions was limited to three years.

During this time, he refused to advise them regarding a certain "bomb in the sky" which we now know as the Star Wars system.

1959 was fast drawing to a close. Chiefs of State were in a constant turmoil and confusion was the rule of the day. Indecision caused delay after delay. Economists and industrial giants conferred with politicians and military heads daily. The Government leaders could not reconcile Val's being in a position to force their hand if he so desired. Several scientists attempted to learn the secrets of interstellar travel... without success.

Christmas week was now upon us. I had been busily presenting a series of scientific lectures and speaking at a number of Churches in Washington, D.C. Earlier that month, I had returned from Cuba where I met personally with Fidel Castro.

Unbeknownst to me, Val, working with "Nancy Warren" (she was one of only a few since his arrival at the Pentagon in whom he was able to discern an honest and open heart and who loved Almighty God, her country and her fellow man), formulated a plan whereby I would be contacted.

Inside the Pentagon

Many Earth people live one life openly while in their hearts and minds, they live quite another. Double mindedness seemed to be a way of life in the Pentagon building that served as the busy nerve center of our nation. Val once remarked to me that he had never witnessed in one central location such concentrated confusion.

"Nancy" attended the lecture/service which I conducted at the National Evangelistic Center, pastored by Dr. John Mears, in Washington, D.C. Following the conclusion of my talk, she approached the platform and asked to speak to me. Strangely enough, the photographer in New Jersey had given Val's photographs to me and I had been displaying them at my lectures ever since. I had no personal knowledge of them, other than what I had been told by the photographer. When she was unable to "grab" my attention while I was signing copies of my book SAUCERAMA, she showed her Pentagon ID and that got my attention quickly to say the least.

We borrowed the Pastor's study and she asked me if I would like to meet the man in the photographs personally. Of course, I answered her with a resounding yes. She then asked if I could follow instructions to the letter, to which I replied that I could, and she told me to meet her at the curb in front of my hotel at 8:00 am the next morning.

"Nancy" arrived precisely on time and thus began the journey which at times would seen unreal, but which later would prove beyond doubt that there is truly life in God's Universe.

Those of you familiar with the Pentagon know that the normal traffic flow approaching it is to the right. We drove to the left. I knew then that something strange was going on. We had to stand in line to pass by a security guard. First one, then the second, "VISUALIZED" an identification badge on my lapel. This utterly amazed me and I felt that at any minute, I would be picked up, handcuffed and thrown into some jail somewhere. This of course was only my imagination and anticipation of what was about to take place. "Nancy" left me standing in front of a door which contained no markings.

As the door opened, I walked in and stood on the threshold. My stocky form shifted from one foot to the other as I cleared my throat. The three men in the room were completely unaware of my presence and ignored me. I was puzzled to say the least. Later, I would find out that Val had clouded their minds and rendered them oblivious to the entire session.

They continued with their work.

The Stranger Appears

Being a minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, as well as a student of the Bible for many years, coupled with my experience as an special investigator, I felt as though my senses were functioning properly and that I knew exactly what I was about to do. I was on my guard for fakes and frauds. In walked a man, about six feet tall, perhaps 185 pounds, brown wavy hair, brown eyes.

His complexion appeared normal and slightly tanned. As I approached him and he looked at me IT WAS AS THOUGH HE LOOKED STRAIGHT THROUGH ME.

With a warm smile and extending his hand, he greeted me by name.

        "Hello, Frank. How are you?"

His genuineness astonished me, but quickly I understood.

As I gripped his hand, I was somewhat surprised to feel the soft texture of his skin... like that of a baby but with the strength of a man that silently testified to his power and intensity.

His voice was very strong and mellow. It was filled with purpose and character. I again looked around the room to see whether the other men would say or do anything. They were still working as if I weren't there.

I noticed that he was wearing the same type of clothing as I. When I asked if he possessed any other clothing, he said that he had given several officials a garment so that they could run tests on it. He then proceeded to a closet and produced a one- piece "suit" that glittered as the sun which streamed in through the window hit the fabric.

I thought that it looked like liquid sunshine. I asked him about the material from which it was made.

        He answered, "It is made of a material not of this Earth."

The general appearance of the suit was all one piece ...even down to the boots. It contained no buttons, zippers or snaps. I asked him how it held together. He demonstrated by holding the front together and passing his hand over it as if to smooth it out. I could not even locate the opening. It was held together by an invisible force.

"Miracle" Garment

In his apartment, he was able to maintain communications with his ship and was kept informed of the growing world tensions. His uniform underwent rigid tests at that time. By today's standards, they would now be obsolete. They attempted to penetrate the material with a diamond drill bit, but it snapped under pressure.

Acid rolled off the uniform and burned a hole in the floor.

They fired a high-velocity rifle at the uniform but it failed to pierce it.

The report to the President read:

        Physical appearance -- Soft silver and gold lustrous

        Fabric -- Unknown

        Weight-Six ounces, total, including boots

        Cut -- Close fitting like a tunic; no cuffs, pockets, buttons, zippers, clips or hooks

        RXT-2 Tests -- Indestructible

Finally, a bright-eyed Colonel escorted him to a place where the final test would be performed. Val looked at the laser instrument amusingly. Upon command, the laser aimed a fine line of intense light amplification by stimulated emission of radiation. The Colonel began his discourse that this device contained a crystal-synthetic ruby in which atoms, when stimulated by focused light waves, amplify and concentrate these waves, then emit the beam. As the Colonel continued to speak, his smile gave way to utter dismay... the ray being totally ineffective against the garment.

He babbled on long after the laser has been turned off. He reiterated how powerful the US had become since the splitting of the atom. He gave Val a lesson in atomic fusion. He went on to state that when a chain reaction of nuclear fission is set off by a neutron bombardment in the atoms or a charge of plutonium or uranium isotope with an atomic weight of 235 (U-235), an immense quantity of energy is suddenly released. The good Colonel finally talked himself out and Val was conducted back to his quarters...along with his uniform.

To Help Mankind

He told me that his purpose in coming was to help mankind return to the Lord. He spoke in positive terms...always with a smile on his face. He said that man was further away from God than ever before, but there was still a good chance if man looks in the right place. He told me he had been here nearly three years and would depart in just a few months.

Claiming that he would not use force to speak with men in authority in America, he was happy to consult with them at their invitation. He further stated that thus far only a few men in Washington knew of his existence in the Pentagon.

And few leaders had availed themselves of his advice during these past three years. He felt there was still so much to do and yet his time of departure was getting near. He told me that Jesus Christ would not force men to be saved from their mistakes, even though He had already made a way for mankind to be redeemed through His shed blood.

    When I asked him where he was from, he replied, "I am from the Planet that is called Venus."

    I asked him how many visitors from Venus were presently on Earth and he said, "There are presently seventy seven of us walking among you in the United States. We are constantly coming and going."

During the next thirty minutes, he told me things about myself that even I did not know. Later, I was able to verify them with my parents and grandparents. He gave me information regarding the gravitational pull of Venus in comparison to Earth. I was informed that the abdominal muscles hold flesh firm against the mild gravitational pull, which is three-twentieths less than that of Earth.

He gave me information which would be revealed to others over a period of years.

No Fingerprints

The only thing he said that troubled me was his use of the expression "when the time is right" in response to my question as to whether or not I would see him again. His lack of fingerprints intrigued me as I had been involved as a private investigator for quite some time, even working at times on loan to some of the Government agencies.

I had learned the science of fingerprints ...with the impression of the lines and whorls on the inner surface of the last joint of each finger on the human hand. He told me that all Earth people were thusly marked since the fall of Adam in the Garden of Eden, during the very dawn of civilization as we know it today.

He began to prepare me for the road which lie ahead. It would not be an easy one. There would be adversities, organized attempts to both discourage and discredit me, but the rewards have proved to outweigh these trials which continue even to this day.

We discussed the merits of Jesus Christ ... how He gave His Life freely... so that men could enjoy the benefits of eternal life. I questioned him about a Bible on Venus and he assured me that a personal unbroken fellowship with the "Author" did not necessitate the printing of a "book". He found it amusing that many theologians attempt to discredit both Jesus Christ and The Bible. The very God many have said is "dead" continues to lavish them with all good things. Perhaps they will, in time, permit the spark of Divine Light to again illuminate their troubled hearts.

In answer to my question of what he thought of Jesus Christ, he said,

    "I know that Jesus is the Alpha and Omega of yours and everyone else's faith. He today has assumed His rightful position as the ruler of the universe and is preparing a place and a time for all who are called by His Name to ascend far above the clouds to where His Power and Authority shall never again be disputed.

     

    "I believe that Jesus Christ is the wonder of wonders and changes not. No, not forever and forever."

As he spoke these words, my own heart burned within me and tears filled my eyes. He turned to the window and said, "Frank, it will not be long. Contend for the faith, and you will never miss the mark."

I asked him if there is life on other planets.

Life on Other Planets

His reply was,

    "There is life on many other planets of which people on Earth know nothing. There are more solar systems for which man has not even given God credit. There are many beings that have never transgressed the perfect laws of God. Man does not possess the right to condemn the whole of God's creation because he himself has broken the perfect laws of God through disobedience."

I asked him what he would do if the military prevented him from leaving on the appointed day.

    He simply stated, "Frank, do you remember one day after Jesus arose from the dead, He had gone in search of several of His followers? They closed themselves in a locked room and suddenly they saw Jesus standing in the very midst of them?"

    He then smiled and looked at me as if to imply, "Need I say more?"

    As I turned to leave the room, he said simply, "Please keep your faith and leave the same way that you came in. Continue to seek first the Kingdom of God and His Righteousness and all other things will, in time, be added to you and yours. Good-bye for now and God bless you and keep you always."

I left that meeting astounded, greatly encouraged, and yet with a heavy heart, not knowing what the future would hold. I began to wonder who would believe me if I ever told of this strange encounter with a man from another planet. I first considered not repeating this extraordinary story, but the more I thought about it, the more I prayed about it, the more I felt that it would bring a great blessing to those who would hear and read it.

This interplanetary traveler possessed a wealth of knowledge, not only about science and God, but also about me. He stated that my book SAUCERAMA could not have been written without Heavenly guidance.

Val's instructions were to leave Washington, D.C., no later than March 16, 1960. That meant that there were less than three months during which he could confer with scientists, politicians, military men and the like. All missed his point entirely. They were all filled with self-ambition and cared little for the pressing needs of mankind. His efforts to bring about an end to the sickness and disease that plague this planet were met with pathetic refusal.

He was told over and over that his presence and his ideas were a threat to the political and economic structure. Certain religious leaders were also fearful of losing a grip on the people in the event that his presence was admitted on an official level. It was very disheartening that the administration failed to lay hold of such information that would change the course of human activities for the good... because of economic reasons.

Security regulations were very tight, but despite the fact that they knew he would come and go as he pleased, they delighted in playing their game. Val had vowed not to use force and so another course of action would be necessary if the information which he had to relate were to be disseminated. This is the reason why he contacted men of Godly character and strength around the world. Many are presently working in close contact with Val and other members of his crew.

Meeting with the President

His last meeting with the President did not reap any lasting results. He wanted to let the world know of Val's proposed plan, but the Secretary of Defense, the head of the Central Intelligence Agency and the Military Chiefs of Staff were opposed to his suggestion. The President attempted to effect a Joint meeting before the General Assembly of the United Nations.

But this plan too was rejected. He was informed that the U.N. would receive a special "press release" in the form of a memorandum to the Secretary General no later than February 7, 1966. These leaders of the U.S. Government argued long into the night, fearing that if the people of this nation learned of the plan Val was offering, they might choose to follow him instead of them.

When a man feels that his personal peace and tranquility may be threatened, the human reaction is always that of swift self- preservation. At one point, the Vice President insisted that the "pressure boys" allow the President to make the choice. He was vetoed without even a chance to complete his statements.

World conditions were not growing any better. Much international pressure was being brought to bear upon the administration. They fought diligently and enforced rigid regulations with stiff penalties for revealing Val's presence. Even a major newscaster who inadvertently learned of his visit through one of his paid informants was silenced by none other than the Central Intelligence Agency, which has consistently disclaimed all knowledge concerning UFOs. Meanwhile, they maintain secret files that could actually prove the existence of intelligent life in the universe beyond all doubt.

The morning of March 15, 1960 saw Val meeting with "Nancy Warren" who would continue to work inside the Pentagon and be one of his contacts in the Washington, D.C. area. She would continue communication with others who would become part of his Earth contacts.

There are still to this day many adversaries to human freedom. These parasites have imbedded themselves in all phases of human society and will never be exposed except by extraterrestrial intervention. There are confused individuals who have perfected a saucer-type aircraft. Some of these are the result of an attempt by some to institute a master race. Remnants of this group still exist.

These craft which they designed are still seen from time to time in areas of South America where some of those involved in the original plans still reside. These should not be confused with the spacecraft originating from other worlds or those coming from the interior of this planet. Nor should the occupants of craft originating from other worlds be confused with those "evil messengers" who do not originate from Earth but were cast INTO it after the first "war" ever recorded.

They are in league with Earthly low-grades who have condemned themselves because of their own choices.

   

The Spaceman Departs

On March 16, Val dematerialized and departed from this phase of his Earthly mission. His next stop was the outskirts of Alexandria, Virginia where his ship and his crew awaited his arrival, hidden by a wooded area. It was no problem for him to reassemble the atoms of his body inside his ship.

As his craft rose slowly, a number of people stopped and pointed excitedly in his direction. Others stood motionless, transfixed by the sight which they beheld. He felt such a tremendous feeling of love for all of them. There was no panic in them... just curiosity and a strong desire to know more. Then, as the USAF jets were scrambled, and with the force field now in full use, the planes darted past the ship unable to see them now. Even ground radar lost them on their equipment. Confusion once again reigned.

On the way back to Victor One, he meditated on his home planet, the low, heavy, colorful clouds, the even temperatures, the perfectly diffused sunlight that made shadows almost nonexistent, the lushness of the rich green grass surrounding his home. He was informed of several Earth people with whom he would maintain contact for a long time into the future.

Strangely enough, those who knew of his presence, yet who claimed disbelief, were those who feared the most. Others figured THEY should have been the ones contacted and not those who were.

Upon returning to his home planet, he advised the Council of Central Control of the results of his Earth visit including the failure of the leaders of the United States to "take him up" on his offer of advice and assistance to the human family.

He was given the following instructions:

        To mingle with and become as Earth people

        To work and labor in Earth enterprises

        To help those who encounter possible threat or danger while striving for world peace

        To give them advice and guidance

        To entrust with superior knowledge those who have proven themselves

        Divulge the essence of their mission to the collective national leaders of Earth, only when the time is right.

As of this writing, he continues with this mission, at the same time assisting in preventing our "civilization" from being the cause of orbital chaos by the destruction of our planet.

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