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Hi, I have several consecutive posts to put into a new thread topic.  I meant to do this weeks ago, but did not get around to it.

I would point out that the author is a member here at The Chani Project, so this gives many of you a unique chance to interact with him.

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From Nexus Magazine; Vol. 16, #4; June-July 2009

Extracted from chapters 4, 5 and 6 of his book CoEvolution

CoEVOLUTION:  An Interplanetary Adventure

New Zealander Alec Newald claims that in 1989 he was abducted for 10 days by a group of benevolent aliens and transported to their home planet.  His amazing experiences have great significance for the future of humanity and our galactic cousins.

Alec Newald first contacted us in 1995 about publishing his book, CoEvolution, describing his 10-day round trip to his abductors' homeworld, Haven, and the Earth-based controversy it created.  Here we publish some intriguing excerpts from his book.  – Editor

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THE EARTH SEEN IN A DIFFERENT LIGHT

I must have gone to sleep almost immediately.  

When I opened my eyes again, Zeena was sitting opposite my cubicle.

"Verva," she said.  "Did you sleep well?"

"Like a rock," I replied.

"Curious expression," was her reply.

"How long has it been?" I added, enquiring as to the length of my sleep.  

"One half of an Earth day—twelve hours," she answered.

"What's 'verva'?" I asked.

"Oh, 'good spirit, fresh energy to you'.  It is a greeting we use a lot, like your 'hello'," she explained.

"What's on the schedule?" I enquired.

"Some more liquid replacement for you," was her reply.  "Come on.  We have only two more of your Earth days and there is much to learn if you desire, and quite a few questions I have for you, too, before I return home."

Zeena appeared most anxious, but how could she be more inquisitive than I?  Even though, I was still reeling from awakening to find myself 'dream-bound' and not back on Earth as I had expected.  

"Her home!  Now there's something I'd like to know about," I thought to myself but realised almost immediately that Zeena would read it.

"About the size of the planet Mars in your system," she replied, right on cue.  "But it is not in the best of health, for our sun is slowly dying and we are being roasted with radiation.  We are also losing our atmosphere.  We can patch that up to a degree, but not for ever."

"Doesn't sound good.  What are you guys doing about it?" I asked.

"Well, we have been looking for a new home for many of your years.  The best bet is still Earth, but we cannot take your gravity, among other things.  That has always been the major factor but it is also not of the right conformation for us yet.  It used to be, but we are not quite like we used to be."  

Zeena hesitated, as if pondering whether to go on with this topic.  She chose not to continue.  

"There is every chance that the Earth is about to change in the not-too-distant future," was her revised answer.

"Change its conformation?" I enquired, startled.

"It shall mutate to a different density level, as you would understand it.   It's no big deal.  It's happening all over, all the time," she replied.  

I think she might now have been trying to downplay it all after she noted how panicked I must have appeared.

"It'll what?" I queried, looking at her in amazement.

"Well, that is another of those long stories I promised to tell you about.  It is best we get comfortable first and you get some fluid intake."

ANCIENT HISTORY LESSONS FROM THE FUTURE

"Now, how shall I start?" Zeena asked.  "Perhaps with the Elders."

"Elders?" I chipped in.

"Like the Guardian you have met.  They are each many hundreds of Earth years old and have a very ancient lineage.  Their ancestors, who are my ancestors, are also very distant ancestors of yours; at least in part they are.  Now do not interrupt!"

Zeena headed me off at the pass, even before I could get the thought out of my head.

"This is going to be difficult enough to explain without interruption.  I will make room for questions a little later," she added.  "These distant common ancestors of ours came to Earth many times, but more important to you was the visit of two million years ago, your time-scale.  They were not the first [aliens] to visit.  In fact, they and others have lived in and explored what you call your solar system for hundreds of millions of years.  

"These travellers tidied up some earlier attempts to manufacture a race of humanoids on Earth, the end result being Homo sapiens.  I will not go so far as to say these ancient ancestors of mine were solely responsible for your race, for that was indeed a joint effort of many ETs, all of which at some time have laid claim to manufacturing your race.  This is not a deliberate lie on their behalf—just a slight exaggeration of the facts.  Do not interrupt yet, please.  I shall explain all in due course.

"In many ways you have manufactured or at least fine-tuned your own race, and it continues even at this very moment.  This is mistakenly called 'evolution'.  'Natural progression of the species' is a fine turn of phrase uttered by one of your kind's more enquiring minds some years ago.  It was thought by many to explain the path of evolution, and there is an end to it.  But this thinking leaves more questions unanswered than answered, for how and when did a butterfly obtain its wings?  I shall not pursue this subject for there are more important things to discuss, but no doubt you see my point.  Perhaps there will be a time at a later date.  

"I will, however, tell you more of your own race's personal history, for it is important that you should know your own past and that evolution as you understand it is a myth.  The changes are never slow but they are always planned.  Later I shall show you that nothing in this Universe—past, present or future in your time-scale—is left to chance.  Forgive me, for I diverge from our chosen path.

"Some of my ancient Elders stayed with your developing race.  Others moved on.  From time to time there were conflicts with other ET races as to what was best for one or the other, just as there are conflicts on your planet now, among your own kind.  You must understand that Earth is a very special place.  It is very beautiful and there are many who have desired to own it.  I would not go so far as to say this is no longer the case, but you should always have your wits about you!  Even we, although we do not wish to own it, would like to live there.  But we cannot—indeed, we must not—interfere with the processes that are happening on your planet right now.  That is not to say there are no other ET races that will not interfere, and that is why you must have your wits about you.

"Some of those processes which are occurring, or are about to occur, are the direct result of that seeding by our ancient Elders.  Even the pyramids are ancient legacies left behind by our Elders to help you awaken when the time is right.  They are very important to you, and it is from this front that progress of a most unexpected kind will manifest itself to your race in the not-too-distant future.  

"All knowledge will be made available to your race in good time and in accordance with the laws of evolution.  There has yet to be a force artificially manufactured in any universe that my people know of that is more powerful or wiser than this natural law.  Trust me when I say this, for my race knows well the cost of interfering with the laws of evolution.  We would warn your own people, if only those in control would listen.  Alas, that approach appears to have fallen on deaf ears, so we shall now attempt to pass on the message in a different way.  

"There was indeed a time upon your planet, not so long ago in the context of this history lesson, when a 'force' came down upon it and did in fact claim it [the Earth] and all upon it as its own.  That force—and I know you will find this difficult to accept, Alec [Zeena used my name for the first time]—that force is still among you.  It is indeed now a part of all of you, so I suppose you could say it still does own the planet in some way.  

"After this force won your planet, it realised it would have a continuous fight on its hands, for you were not as you are now.  You were well on your way to enlightenment, with a very strong spiritual base.  You were actually almost as strong as this force itself.  It had to trick you in order to master you, and while you were down it altered your make-up, your very structure; your DNA, in fact.  It crippled you and stunted you, and set you back many thousands of years.  It made you into what you are today, which is only a portion of the greatness you can be, for you have not yet even fully recovered.  And if that force has its way, you never will!  

"That force is known to most as the 'force of darkness', for it is indeed the enemy of enlightenment.  You will please understand that this is a very simplistic description of a most complex entity.  Even we do not understand it in its entirety.  It is in the air that you breathe and everywhere about you.  It has aligned itself to the planet and you.  It beats to the pulse of your very planet, for you and the Earth are one and the same.  This is one thing your peoples do not seem to comprehend, but you can use this union of the whole to do wondrous things, just as we have.  

"Unfortunately, most of your kind fight the natural forces of your wondrous planet.  By this I mean you bend them, even break them, to fit your needs.  It need not be this way.  If your people will just open their minds and hearts to your planet, as many of your ancient races have done in the past, it will show you the way.  All is not lost; it just needs to be recalled.  Until this is done, we have much need for concern.  It is not just Earth planet you are violating as you bend and break Nature in your whims of fancy, for all of all is connected.  This is really very basic knowledge.  It has been ignored because it suits those who would play with power to ignore it.  We and others are indeed benevolent to your race, as we all are connected, but soon something must be done before your play does meaningful harm to us all!  

"We find that there is a need to teach you more about the dark forces that permeate you.  You would do well by your people if you take great heed of this lesson and pass on your findings to those of your kind who would listen.  The dark force vibrates at a level that is compatible with your brainwave patterns.  This much you should already know, but others of your kind have kept it from you.  

"In spite of this, some, like you, Alec, are building a resistance to this alien intruder.  This is one of the reasons why you find yourself thinking differently from the majority around you.  It has enabled you to see more clearly the error of your ways and what must be done.  You shall continue along this path a while longer yet, and even doubt your own kind from time to time.  Be patient.  This is all I can suggest, as inadequate as it may sound.  We have been working on these things with you for many a year now.  All of your people will find their way with the passing of time.  

"As you find with all afflictions, they are easier to contend with if you understand them.  I am doing my best to explain all this to you in terms you will understand.  Please interject from here on if you do not understand some point, for we do consider the following to be most important.  

"Some on your planet have aligned themselves with this 'force'.  Note I have said 'aligned' and not 'allied', for there is a difference.  Do you understand this?  [i nodded.]  They have gained much power from the force, and some are even foolish enough to think they have it under control.  This is naïve, of course, as the force or alien entity is feeding off these people or, rather, feeding off the conflicts these people create in their bid for wealth and power.  As long as this suits the dark force, it shall continue; for the 'fear' emotion is what it lives off.  

"The easiest way to defeat this force is to remove fear from your societies.  This will, in effect, starve it out.  It will then go elsewhere, looking for easier prey.  You see, your human race is one of the very few that lives with this most unusual thing called 'emotion', which is why the force came here in the first place.  We, too, had emotions once, so I am told, and some are saying we can now experience them again, thanks to the new breeding program we are experimenting with.  Forgive me, I digress again.

"You will find some of your kind are trying very hard to harness this most dangerous force.  Unfortunately, they do not fully understand that it is an entity in its own right and that this is a very dangerous mistake to be making.  They think they are playing a game and that they are winning this game.  We have tried to warn your people more than once in the past, but no heed has been taken.  As your people say, 'it is your life'.

"The worry we have is that your planet breathes with you, in harmony even with your thoughts.  To attack the people by using the force in this way is to attack the planet.  Be it on your own heads if you invoke the wrath of your planet.  There would be little or nothing we could do for your people should that happen.  Perhaps you can help us with this message.  We have an idea to put to you, but that shall keep until another time, for there is still much to be related on other subjects.

"Your societies, right from the very beginning, have engineered fear into your lives.  Most of it is an artificial fear of society itself; in other words, you fear your very own laws.  Your high priests from long ago shouted down to the common masses, describing what wraths would be set upon them if they did so much as dare to cross the all-mighty gods of their time.  Forgive me if I make what you call a 'joke' of this, for these all-mighty gods they describe were people like me or the Guardian, whom you have met.  Do you fear me, Alec, from where you stand?" Zeena asked.

"I feel no fear," was my answer.

"So you see how your masses were manipulated in our absence by those who would gain from it?" she asked again.

"I can see how a lie could fool the uneducated," was my reply.

"And you think your people are better educated on this subject today?" she asked once more.

"If you ask what we know of God, then perhaps not," I replied.

"Exactly my point," Zeena stated.  "And so the intimidation goes on, only you have a hundredfold the number of laws today.  These are not the laws of Nature, however; just of your manipulators who in turn have been manipulated by the force.

"The laws of Nature you break every day as you drive to work in your disgusting machines.  It is even more curious to us that you all know these things but you continue to allow them just the same.  Why is there not a law against it in your society?  Does pollution not kill?  Are your people so blind they could not see what would happen with the proliferation of these strange machines?  You need not answer, for we know the reasons.  This is just, as you might say, an example.  

"You will perhaps tolerate our confusion, though, when we fail to understand what we have observed in your so-called Western societies in which thousands of your money are spent to save but one life, while millions of your kind die in other far areas for the sake of small amounts of this money.  Are you not all one people of the same flesh and blood?  For this question, we ourselves do not have such an answer.  Could you perhaps help us in the reasoning of this?" Zeena asked, looking at me in a most perplexed way.

"My own people sometimes embarrass and confuse me.  No, I have no answer to that question," I replied.

"Very well.  Why do your people take such time and interest in a single tree, should it be cut down in your cities, while they allow large areas of many-years-old trees to be removed from the forests which are out of their sight?  Please take this question home with you to put to others, for we also find this most confusing."

I have since duly completed that request.

Zeena did have some encouraging news.  She suggested that the force would soon feel the weight of an invasion from above, and there would be battles fought at sea and underwater and also in the skies high above.  Most would know little about these events, except those caught within the by-product of the battles.  By this she meant that the Earth would experience storms of gathering intensity, and where these storms would once have been confined to the vortex points of our globe (the western Atlantic– Bermuda area and the West Pacific, southeast of Japan) they would now appear randomly all over our planet.  She did not say who or what might be behind these battles or be the cause of them.  However, when the way is clear and some portion of the fear has been removed, we may indeed see other races of the Cosmos openly visiting and interacting with us here on Earth!

"In the due course of time you will awaken from this 'sleep' that the force has had you in, with a little help from your friends," she added.  "Being a sailor," she said, suggesting I watched the weather, "you will know what to look for.  Trust in your instincts."  

This is all she was prepared to say on the subject.

"Your race is nearly strong enough to fight back and win its rightful place in this galaxy of ours.  We will help you and your planet to do great things again, for we love all life.  Even the dark force is a form of life and we must and do respect it.  Do you understand, Alec?  This is very important."  

Zeena at last let me have a say.

"Yes, I do.  But how do we fight this force if we cannot see it or know where it is?" I asked.

"It is within your very soul.  You fight it with knowledge and understanding.  But only each and every one of your kind can help yourselves.  Nevertheless, to know that it exists is half the battle, and you can pass on this knowledge to all who should care to listen.  Your race is about to change, become more aware—well, most of you are.  It is an unfortunate fact that the ones upon your planet who truly understand what a great hold this force, known to you as fear, has over your people are the very ones who are using it against you—and always have.  They only understand its power, not its reason for being.  That is why we have chosen this time to explain to you, and others of your kind, what we are here for.  We have come to help enlighten you and, in so doing, perhaps free you from this force.  We also understand that there will be some among you who will resent this knowledge being made available and will do their best to belittle and downplay its importance to your race.  

"We may also need things from you and your planet.  Call it a trade if you like, but I would prefer to use the word 'coevolution'.  We both can grow.  We both need to change.  You will become more like us, while we need to become more like you.  We can truly become great friends once you learn to break free.  We have been waiting a long time for this to happen, and you, Alec, are part of this very special event that will happen, as are many others.  You will find them and they will find you.  Just let it be known that you are a child of the light, whenever you feel the time is right.  You will be amazed at what will happen from then on."  

As Zeena finished this part of the lesson, I really did not know what to say.  How could I reply to what she'd just said?  Her narration had brought up more questions than answers, and quite frankly I did not know where to begin.  Even though most of what she'd just said was totally amazing, it was as if I had always known it was so!  For that reason, you may think my next question out of place.

"The thing that worries me the most," I replied, "is your earlier comment before this lesson began about the Earth 'mutating' into something.  Where will that leave us, the people?"

"You have no fears there.  It will be you, the people, who help the Earth to transform.  You will already have passed over to the next level of density, or be in the act of doing so, which in actual fact is evolution—true evolution, as it just so happens; not the form of change that you may have associated with that word in the past.  I am sorry, here, because there has not yet been time to ground you in that knowledge.  The Earth, too, will evolve along these same lines, and that is what I meant by 'mutate'.  I am sorry for the use of that word if it has caused you concern," Zeena quickly replied.

"I have more questions," I said, looking at Zeena and hoping I could continue to ask them.  Her indication was that I could.

"What happened to those early ancestors—the ones who stayed on Earth, the ones who helped us in the past?"

"Some of them eventually interbred with your kind, although there was resistance to this initially.  The offspring of these unions became our common ancestors.  All who were pure of our blood eventually died of an unknown illness or left the planet.  Their life-span should have been many hundreds, perhaps even thousands, of your years.  Some say they simply died of premature ageing.  There are many possible reasons why this may have occurred, but it is not necessary for us to discuss that now.  The few who escaped this fate and left Earth are now lost to us; where they may have gone, my people do not know, for that was indeed a long time ago."

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"Our planet is rather full already," I commented, not really wishing to add to her burden.  

In spite of what I had already witnessed and been party to, I was in no way prepared for her reply to my statement.

"Oh, we have already had communication with Earth governors on that subject; since the 1950s, in fact.  They know of our desire and need.  We have even made a trade, as you might call it.  I cannot elaborate on it at this time.  But not everyone has lived up to their agreements since then."

"Why does nobody know of this on Earth?" I asked, my eyes wide open.

"Your various governors, in their wisdom, decided that the Earth's general population was not then ready for the message and knowledge we had planned to give your people.  If you think back to the subjects we have recently discussed, it is hardly surprising, is it?  They feel you are still not ready, and we will not tell your people a half-truth to suit others.  So we have this situation—what do you say? —a stalemate," Zeena concluded.

"What did the governors say when you said you would like to return to Earth at some time in the future?" I asked.

"All they wanted were the 'lollies'," she commented, without expanding on that subject.  

"There are not that many of us," Zeena continued.  Fifteen million is but a small total, is it not, among your billions?  And our technology trade-off would make life so much easier for your population.  If I dare be so brave as to say history could repeat itself, you may find we interbreed to become one race again, as happened so long ago in your past histories.  

"At this point in time there are still some important things that we must physically do here on Earth—some repair work, as it were; a legacy from the past which I am not permitted to discuss at this time.  We must correct that which is in a state of disrepair.  Just by way of coincidence, that work is now almost completed.  This is no small thing, for repairs have been going on for many of your years.  Time is now short, for next will come the changes—your awakening."  

She answered my question before I could ask it.  There was not much I could do but sit in silent amazement.  

"You must realise," she continued, as I couldn't think of any worthwhile thing to say, "that we are quite a primitive race compared to other extraterrestrials that may communicate with Earth people from time to time.  That is one of the reasons we are so attracted to Earth and to you as a race.  We feel a real kindred or bonding for your people.  We also think Earth is a most beautiful place."

"Where would you like to live on Earth if you had a choice?" I asked.

"We have an area that we call our own."

Zeena explained to me that they were already using an underwater base in the general area of this land that had been set aside for them, although she would go no further in describing where that might be.  She was then called away, promising to return as soon as possible to continue our conversation.

SURVIVAL STRATEGIES

Upon her return from duty, Zeena was keen to continue her explanation of what they were doing and were about to do on the new breeding program and why it had become such a priority to her people.  In order for me to understand, or try to understand fully, another lesson was apparently necessary, so she suggested once again that I make myself comfortable as it was likely to take some time.

"For you to understand the problems that we have, it is best that I tell you a little more about the world you live in.  Some of this will be a little hard to understand, but some other aspects will ring a bell when you start to look at them in a different light," said Zeena, who was sitting opposite my sleeping cubicle.

I had just finished another small nap to make up for my forty-hour marathon without sleep.  

Zeena continued.  "You will remember some time ago I promised to tell you about the other side of yourself.  This concerns the cycle of the atom, the part that is still little understood by your people, or, should I say, not yet fully understood by them.  When this is understood, a whole new dimension, or dimensions, will open up for you; for in this instant of time between the pulses of atoms lies a world within worlds.  They are in fact parallel dimensions to your own—at least to the one where most of you live your 'now'.  These dimensions are so close to your real 'now' that you can slip in and out of them without even knowing you have done so!  There are sometimes little clues that tell you what has just happened.  This dimension-slipping has been going on since you first walked the Earth, only now it is becoming more common to your people.  It can happen almost every day to some, but they are basically unaware of it.  This is happening because you are awakening to your true selves.  

"You are close to a major dimension-leap, the like of which you have never before experienced; a leap that will bring you closer to my people.  This is what we have all been waiting for!  How many times have you searched for something in a room and could not find it?  You go back some time later and there it is, right in front of your nose; there is no way you could have missed it when you searched.  You see, you are not always where you think you are.  The trick is to be fully conscious when you make these mini-leaps and be aware of where you have gone.  You will be very surprised, I think.  It is a place not far from there that you will find us.  

"We basically come from your future.  It does not matter if it is six minutes into your future or six years; if you can get to one, you can get to the other.  But, for us, it is not as simple as that, for we also come from another dimension—not quite the one you will shift into, but close.  So we are what you would call dimensional time-travellers.  Sounds like a good movie, does it not?  Your Mr Spielberg would love it!"

I had to laugh at that one.

"We—myself and others like me—are in fact a whole new race, or, to be more accurate, a newly reconstituted race.  Further modifications are still required before we can achieve our goals as a people.  This is one of the reasons for our travel to your time zone, and, indeed, the reason for others being here who are also experimenting with their biological make-up, although they have far different goals behind their experimentation than we do.  

"The reason behind so many abductions occurring on your planet over the last few years of your time is that this is the last chance for our race—and other races of ETs with problems similar to ours—to interact with you as a race before you change to a form that will no longer be of use to us.  Yes, it is that close!  My own surrogate mother was of your time and race..."  

"We could go further back in time, but it is this now that we need.  I will not complicate matters by trying to explain that; we would be here for many more days.  My race still has a problem to overcome.  We must breed a race with stronger limbs and oxygen-processing units."  

"Lungs?" I enquired again.  

"Yes.  We have been using a mixture of your species' DNA and chromosomes along with our own.  Our blood used to be very similar to yours—and still is, with a little modification—although we really only have one type as you would know it; well, two, but they are both very much like your A-negative.  We can modify most things, but what it adds up to is that we are not going to go looking for problems—we already have enough of them.  

"We have approximately only five per cent of your male population to work with, notwithstanding health, age, etc.  There is a very special, shall I say, 'X-factor' which must be brought into this equation, which in fact brings only about one per cent of this already small group into our calculations—that is, if we should require a male to help us.  The fact that we are not of the same vibrational plane is the major problem.  This is part of that X-factor, and is related to health and disease resistance, biological balance in relation to birth location, previous adaptability tests, and so on and so on.

"I cannot begin to explain the complications we have had.  It has stretched our technology to its limits and beyond.  The end result is what you see before you now.  I may look good to you, but I still could not live on your planet without our technology to help me constantly.  The bottom line is that the process has been too slow, and up to now has not done the job.  At the present rate, it may take more time than we have to spare on our crippled planet!  We now need to start taking some risks to speed up the process."

"What kind of risks?" I asked.

"Well, up until now we have been more concerned with preserving our mind-generated energy distribution abilities—which I don't expect you to comprehend just yet—but now we need to concentrate on the physical aspects, the strength and endurance, even if we lose a little of the other abilities."

"Become more like us?" I chimed in again.

"Yes, we must," Zeena replied.  "We already have, as you noticed earlier," she said, with what almost appeared to be a smile on her face.  This was the first hint of an emotion I had seen.

"Now there needs to be a step—a big one—even further down that road.  There is a chance for me to become part of that step," she added.  "That is why I wish to ask you more questions about your breeding processes; procreation—would that be a better word for it?"

"You would be surprised at some of the words we use for it," I replied.  "Even I don't know where some of them come from."

"I understand it is most primitive and basic in its natural form.  It is possible that I may be able to be fertilised and to carry the foetus almost full-term within me.  That may not sound much to you, but no female of our race has carried a child within her for many hundreds of thousands of years.  The artificial methods we have been using are too slow and hard to change.  They may even be impossible to use if we settle on a planet like your Earth.  

"I have been designed to take the place of what you would call a synthetic birth process.  There has been quite some progress just lately.

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Thanks a lot!

It look really informative.

Can you make some break lines or spaces between paragraphs to ease reading?

- step one - I'm trying to paste it into posts, but I am repeatedly rejected by the server

- step two - go through and make para divisions, bold some bits, and top and tail it

- step three - post the rest and repeat

I'm having trouble getting stuff to stick at present, so everyone hold off from comments for a while please.

thanks

lol ok thanks for sharing anyway!  ;D

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Amazing info! Great post NexusE i cant wait to read more when u return

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Meanwhile I found this at Linda Moulton Howe's website today - in the Paid member's section:

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September 11, 2011  Albuquerque, New Mexico -

The following is an email that Earthfiles received from a Washington, D. C. government source concerning the Alec Newald abduction case in New Zealand.  Alec was abducted from his moving car in mid-February 1989. Controlled by an unknown, unseen force, Alec could not move his arms or legs and lost control of his car as it drove straight into a cliff wall - and into another dimension.

The Washington, D. C. emailer writes:  “The non-humans have the ability to fly into solid objects and into the ground.”

Subject:

Date: September 8, 2011

To: Linda Moulton Howe <earthfiles@earthfiles.com>

“As you see, I have physical data, which indicates there is a

problem. However, to answer why our government is unable to detect these

objects is simple - most of what I encounter enter through wormholes. Our

current level of technology precludes us from being able to detect the

locations of these portals. Their ability to parse multiple dimensions is

another issue. They may show up on radar and be 100% stationary. Then when

the jets arrive, there is absolutely nothing there! Also, how can we

possibly deal with objects that have multi-directional flight capabilities, with

forwards flight technology?

I worked in the White House for 18 years. I capture anomalies almost on a daily basis. Some are 100% consistent with the objects at the U.S. Capitol in 1952.

That intelligence did not go away. They are still here and possibly in an underground base. The non-humans have the ability to fly into solid objects and into the ground. With those capabilities we don't stand a chance.”

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From Nexus Magazine; Vol. 18, #3; April-May 2011

Extracted from the new chapters in his book CoEvolution

"CoEvolution" REVISITED:  CONVERSATIONS WITH AN ALIEN

by Alec Newald © 2011

Here you will find information that I held back from the manuscript of my book CoEvolution.  I did not want great sections of my personal thoughts and attitudes to be on public display, as my life had been ripped apart by this whole affair and I was a little tender around the edges back then.

Meetings with Zeena  

I wanted to learn more about the times during my early childhood when I would set out for school in the mornings but never seemed to arrive.  I can still recall "awakening" in the afternoon on the back steps of a church near my home.  As was normal with many conversations with Z-5, an alien for want of a better word, I received far more information than I knew what to do with or comprehend at the time.  

It was during one of these conversations that I learned that my host and others of her kind knew me by another name.  To them I had always been known as Anu.  The ancient spelling of this name has often been recorded through history as simply An.  Strangely enough, these are my Earthly initials in this very lifetime, or at least the two initials I use the most.  I have never used my middle given name.  Perhaps we cannot entirely escape our past.  Or is there a deeper reason, perhaps as a reminder?  

I was soon to learn that our lives are dotted with signposts to help show us the way and to remind us of our goals and intentions.  It's just that most of us forget to watch out for them or are unaware that we are even following a path, as happened to me.  

At this point, I need to tell you that I didn't really like the idea of communicating with an entity whose name tag was more like that of a robot, so for my personal comfort I bestowed upon her the more Earthly name of Zeena.  She seemed to accept it as readily as I had accepted mine.

Zeena continued to answer my questions about my missing childhood school time, during which I attended "other" lessons it seems.

"You don't remember the lessons but still they influence your life path.  You follow the teachings from day to day; your Higher Self never forgets,"  she explained.

I looked at her.  "But my life has been very average.  How could this be the chosen path of my Higher Self?"

"Do not think so negatively about your wonderful life on Earth, Anu.  Have you not always followed your passions?"

"Well, yes, I guess so," I replied.

"You need not guess.  We, I, can read your entire life path right to this very moment."

I must admit that this rocked me a little.  

"Are you telling me that everything I have ever done you know about?"

Zeena looked to comfort me.  

"Not every detail; just the imprint of your intent, your joys, your sorrows—your emotional imprint.  By following your passions, your soul or the spirit of your Higher Self has been bathing in the wondrous excitement of these physical endeavours.  By the very act of following what excites you, there is very little negative energy attaching itself to your physical framework.  

"It might be best described as getting itself tangled in the wiring, for it is not so much a physical illness but a mental one.  I had best be careful here, or you might misunderstand what I am trying to say.  Negative energy is what causes most illness among your kind.  Surely you have noticed how you never have any serious sickness?  We are very interested in this aspect of your physical make-up.  We need to know how to be healthy on your planet, also.  We may know the theory to these things but we need to study the practical application of this theory.  In that way, you have been most helpful to us; you might say, a living experiment."

I did not quite know what to make of that last statement.  I must admit it made me feel a little uneasy.

Hidden ET Bases on Earth

Zeena continued once again.  

"In the past, when some of our people tried to live in isolated outposts on Earth, they quickly became ill and many died.  One such outpost was a very small island in your southern oceans, known to your people as Southern Thule.  This was before the base was compromised by unfriendly forces.  

"We tried to live there underground to remain undetected and private, even though we had permission to use it as such by the governing body in control of that small piece of land.  Mostly we had to live beneath the surface because of the extreme weather conditions in that area.  This was a test laboratory, if you like; a place where we experimented with ways to overcome the dangerous toxins in your atmosphere and underground, a place to allow our young people to acclimatise to Earth's conditions.

"The reason I raise this point is that we have tried to live on Earth already but found our metabolisms unable to cope with the negative forces and energies that pervade your planet.  Mostly this has to do with the dark energy I mentioned earlier, which is not a native but a hybrid visitor designed to do the work of others.  You don't realise how much resistance you have built up as a race, naturally combatting this parasite.  But we have little or no immunity to it and need to boost ourselves quickly and effectively.  This is where you once again have been of help to us, Anu.  

"I know you have been unaware of the parasite's existence until our meeting, but still you build your immunity naturally just as you do with any unseen germ."

At this point I had to butt in.

"Southern Thule?  I thought you said earlier it would be too dangerous to give out locations on Earth that you have been using as bases, just in case someone manages to get inside my mind."

"Yes, it would be," she replied, "but we no longer use it.  Perhaps one day we will take you to our new base; another visit, perhaps another time when we think we are ready to show you the new 'us'."

The new "us"?  I could only ponder on the meaning of that small word.  

Zeena continued to describe what had happened to base number one.  

"As if the parasitic force were not successful enough in killing off some of our kind, the base was also attacked by human forces.  Of course, they could not damage our underground facilities from a surface attack.  It was just a statement as if to say, 'Time to move on before we get serious about evicting you'.  Some landlord—and this from the very ones that many years before said we could use the land."

I had to ask, "Who had given you permission?"

"Your so-called world government, the ones that control you when the dark force is taking a holiday.  The 'unseen ones' to you, perhaps, but we know them only too well.  However, it might well be that there are others now in control of this; we are not yet sure."

Zeena then continued to help me come to grips with what she was trying to say.

"I have gained permission from the Elders to help you understand better what this coming war might be like.  We have already told you there will be increasing storms and very unusual weather in all parts of your planet.  This is part of an unseen war which is in fact a mind war to this point in time, but it could become far worse than that.  Please let me explain why this could be so.  

"The Earth and you are not dissimilar.  The Earth has a body just as you have.  The Earth also has a consciousness just as you have.  Your consciousness resides outside your physical body.  The air about the Earth contains its consciousness.  The Earth has been infected by the dark force both in mind and body.  

"When I said you had built up a resistance to the force, this is only so far as the infection within the consciousness is concerned; in other words, the infection within the atmosphere you are resistant to, but you have not yet been exposed in full to the infection within the Earth's body.  

"When we set up one of our bases at Southern Thule, there was good reason for this:  not only was it isolated, which suited our work, but it was also infected beneath its surface with what I could call a 'black plague'.  It is like a concentration of negative energy.  

"We wanted to see if we could nullify this plague before it made its way to the surface by accident or design.  It is easier to control if it is kept near zero degrees, so it was best to work with it in the colder regions of your planet.  Heat appears to be its friend.  If it were ever released into the tropics, I don't think we could deal with it.  Our interests as well as yours are endangered here somehow.  We must prevent this exposure.  

"It was a set-back to have our project at Southern Thule shut down, even after our friends in Argentina tried to help.  We have since moved to another location.  Our work continues; it is not over yet.  

"We have even stronger friends than those in the south of the Americas.  Perhaps one day you will know this, but never forget that we are not friends of those of the stars and stripes.  If someone tells you your ET brothers and sisters are coming and to hold your hands to those that come to visit with the stars and stripes, let it be said there is danger in the air, for this could never happen.  

"The battle in the atmosphere is the outward sign as the storms build in intensity, so those manipulating the forces are becoming more and more desperate.  Perhaps this will be a good sign for you because, as some of you say, the darkest hours come before the dawn.  

"Perhaps the best sign of the war's end is the appearance once more of the gold coin.  I do not fully understand your monies and how you rate their worth; to us, gold can be food.  You know this, for you are now partaking of it.  We have seen the value of gold come and go with your peoples many times over the past few millennia.  Perhaps today it is worth its least, as you do not use it as monies as you once did.  

"Those of you who are our greatest enemies do not want the true value of gold to be known, so it is predicted that when a gold coin once again has true value to your people the war will end.  It is difficult for me to explain because, as I said, I do not understand some of your values, and your food I understand even less."  

Protecting against the Parasite

My next question.  

"How can you transfer my protective abilities against this parasite to yourselves if you suggest it is just a case of a natural build-up of immunity due to constant exposure and if it is not so much a disease but a controlling energy force?"

"You might be surprised at what we can do, for it is not your terrestrial body that carries the immunity; it is your conscious outer self which wears this new armour," Zeena assured.

"You might recall I said earlier that it was more a case of your wiring being affected than your physical body; and as you are really one of us that just happens to be wearing a terrestrial suit for the time being, it is not such a big deal, as you might say, to slip you out of your suit for a short period of time and try to synthesise or clone your other self.  From that we will learn much."

"You said before that if I wished  not to remember any of this interaction, you could wipe my mind of it.  What if I chose to remember?"

"Then we would have some work to do," Zeena commented.  "There is a process you need to go through upon your arrival back on Earth that normally edits your memory of everything that has happened off planet.  It is just the physical process of fitting you back into the normal state—what you might call a denser being, a more compressed self.  

"The new material you have taken in, the new information, never sticks.  It is like your dreams.  In fact, it is exactly like a dream memory.  Some very small fractions you might remember, but quickly the details will fade and, try as you might, you will lose most of your recall.  The only way we can restore it is to feed it back to you once again in dreams, only over and over again until finally it becomes a normal memory of a normal event.  But even this does not always work.  It is, as you say, a hit-and-miss affair; and as well as that, it will only work if we are in Earth time and space.  I can't do it from home.  I, we, need to be in your airways, so to speak.  Do you understand what I am saying?"

"Well, yes.  It sounds like a difficult job, kind of labour intensive.  I can see how you would not want to do it to everyone you put back," I replied.

"Exactly, and it might be best for you if you don't remember, because from experience I think you will never be able to live a normal life again if your memory of this is fully restored.  You should weigh the pros and cons of this very carefully.  You are still young in Earth years, with most of your life ahead of you.  Even if you are exceptional, I doubt you will survive to live a normal life—or worse, it could very well end your life if you try to convince the wrong people of what you have seen and done.  

"This is very dangerous territory and there are many on your planet that would rather see the back of you, I think.  I hope I am making the dangers clear to you, Anu.  I do not want to be responsible for harm coming your way."

Reviewing Childhood Memories

"So this is why I can't remember what happened to me when I was a young boy?" was my next question to Zeena.

"Not exactly.  We never took you off planet when you were young.  We presented you with a holographic classroom or learning centre.  We simply made you invisible to others while this was being presented to you.  You simply stepped out of your time zone for a short while.  In actual Earth time, mostly you were never gone for more than a few moments.   It was only very occasionally that you might have had some missing time:  I mean, real-time outages where you don't remember what happened for part of a day.  This is very disruptive and we try not to do it very often.  It would have been important, whatever it was that could take away some of your real time on Earth.  

"If it helps you at all, it is only the young, who are very important to us, that this would ever happen to.  Please believe me, Anu, when I say that we care very much for you.  We always are trying to protect you.  We know that by interacting with you there is always a chance we could endanger you.  But ultimately it was always your choice to live this life:  that is a decision you made before you were born.  I did not see you choose your life, but I know you would have been privy to most of the ups and downs of your life choice. We always are.  You, me, the rest of the world's population have all made choices.  

"It is difficult to say this, but you should never really feel sorry for anyone.  They are mostly living their chosen life within a small degree of alteration.  But this is a very deep subject and I am perhaps not skilled in this area to give out too much information.  If you need to go deeper, I would refer you to my Guardian, the Elder you met when you first came aboard, for surely then you would know more than you could ever imagine.  This is another place it is dangerous to tread, because to know too much about the life you are living is to endanger its existence.  

"Forgive me, Anu; I must leave you for a short time.  I feel I need guidance before I say or do more."

Acclimatising to a New Light

This was the first and only time that Zeena had excused herself almost in mid-sentence.  Never before had I seen her falter in her presentation of information to me.  In many ways, it only endeared her to me all the more to know that she was not just an infallible machine regurgitating information like some computer program.  It made me see her in a new light—a better light, in fact.  

But that is a dangerous road for me, and one that I would rather not travel down in relating my experiences to you right now.  For I was not sure how I should feel towards Zeena.  I was still a stranger in a strange land, in spite of what was being presented to me.  I could still feel the resistance from many of the crew when I was nearby, perhaps with good cause on their behalf  because of the dangers they face from humans when they come anywhere near Earth time-space.  But, all that aside, I was on my own here.  I felt that one wrong move from me and things could get very interesting in the wrong sort of way.  

So once again I was left to my own devices to roam the transporter, or platform as I heard some of the crew describe this machine that could traverse time-space and dimensions just as easily as we would cut cake...  

When Zeena joined me once again to carry on our conversations and her explanations, she almost seemed like a different person.  For some reason, she seemed to have lost her self-confidence.  Through this I felt another side to her, a loving gentleness not easily detected before with her aloof, matter-of-fact form of presentation.  

We mostly had these talks in what I called the "oval room", the number one recreation room, I guess, for crew and passengers.  It's surprising how soon you can get used to something that at first might have taken your breath away.  Not enough that Zeena had a blue body and looked just a little more than unworldly.  Not enough that I looked the same.  But here we were in a room that had no corners, no lights, but was never dark.  Constantly the room would change colour from a light green to a pink or purple, then go back to a creamy silver.  I still had trouble gauging distances in these curved rooms:  they did not always look so big, but it took an age to travel from one side of them to another.  

I now rarely needed any sleep, and not eating or even desiring hard food seldom crossed my mind as strange any more.  Talking without sound was another aspect of life that I was starting to get used to, although I would occasionally catch myself speaking words as I communicated to Zeena.  

The Bigger Picture

So my questions drifted back to life or, to be more precise, life before life.  I wanted Zeena to expand on her explanation about our life choices.  I had felt she was about to describe something of importance and certainly of great interest to me when she pulled back from the conversation and excused herself.  

For the first time in our interactive relationship, I felt a hesitance from her to proceed with an explanation.

"Perhaps I should approach this subject from another direction," she suggested.  "One of the main reasons there is resistance from my people to interact with the Earth's population to a more expanded extent is because of your belief systems or understanding of the self.  

"We are constantly underwhelmed by your sciences, which appear to be held in such high regard by your peoples.  Your scientists appear to be diligent in their endeavours, but darker forces control them.  Their vision is confused by their inability to expand and combine the knowledge they hold.  

"Small sections of knowledge are never combined so that a bigger picture can be seen.  In this way they are controlled, because the right hand never knows what the left hand has discovered and vice versa.  Those among you gifted enough to be able to see all are quickly dispatched by the unseen ones and your history books mostly deprived of their contributions, so you all remain deprived of your true history and an understanding of what being human is all about.  

"The non-physical aspects of life on Earth or life in a human body have generally been ignored by your sciences at the direction of the darker forces.  The science of your churches, which you might expect to discover and reveal this subject to all, has been corrupted also, but you know this so I do not need to expand on it now.  

"Still, I hope this gives you an overview of just how extensive the censorship of your knowledge about the self is, and how it continues.  Without this knowledge, you are but children and easily controlled.  You could be turned against us at the whim of the unseen ones, and anything we might tell you would be looked upon with more than suspicion.  

"To condense what I am trying to say here, your people are not yet ready to embrace the truth.  This is not to put the people of Earth down, for they are but puppets at this time in your history.  If we could declare all the truth at one time, your civilisation would most likely collapse—and this we do not wish to see."

Confronting the Truth

"So what is all this about, then?"

I had to ask the question.  My mind was flooded with the confusion of having been told so much, and at the same time told that this was information I was not ready for!  

"Why are you telling me this?  What can I do with this knowledge?  Not that I know much of what you talk about, but, even so, why tell me this if you feel I am not ready or the human race is not yet ready to deal with it?"

"I have to tell you because you asked," Zeena replied.  

"It is strange that you still do not realise you are not one of them.  You are one of us.  I am trying to remind you of that which you already know but have just forgotten because of your circumstance.  You need not repeat any of this information to anyone if you so choose.  It is for your benefit that I recite this account of life on Earth.  

"It has been suggested to me that perhaps it would be better for us and for you to keep most of this information to yourself in the short term.  Perhaps, at some later stage in your life on Earth, you might consider that the information I am now sharing with you is ready to be passed on to others.  This we will leave to your judgement, but, for now, treat it as a reminder of the way things are.  We feel it could be of help to you in the trials which will confront you after your return to life on Earth.

"Now, if you wish, I will remind you of what your sciences have yet to discover about the non-physical aspects of life on Earth."

I duly indicated that I wished her to proceed.

"You have two bodies back on Earth, the physical and the non-physical, so you never walk alone.  Most on Earth intrinsically know this, but your science is working hard to disavow the fact.  What we are trying to do in our experiments and visits to Earth is to fuse the two aspects of humanity into one whole; in other words, for you to be aware of the other self.  We have failed thus far in our experiments.  If we should succeed, the unseen ones would lose control over the population of Earth, the Sun would shine a different colour, the deserts would bloom again and Eden would once more become the garden of plenty.  

"Those that dwell in an existence close to yours draw off the light, for they live in a darker world.  They extract the life force from your planet in a way that not only drags down your own moral fortitude but depletes nature's energies as well.  

"Only a few of your kind have stumbled upon the existence of this other world, and they have been dispatched and dealt with by the unseen ones and their corrupt legions that dwell among you.  Many of your own kind have given themselves to this force for a token moment of personal glory, which is all that each life on Earth really is—only a moment of your personal history, a blink of an eye.

"So this is the dark force I often speak to you about.  As I have described it to you, it is within you and without.  By that, I mean that it possesses some of you while it resides elsewhere," Zeena advised.  

"Once again I have diverted from the true subject, that of your choice in this life on Earth.  I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive those on Earth that have fallen prey to the unseen ones.  If you have no warning of these things, you have little defence.  Those that forget the lessons of past lives live the same mistakes over and over until they at last recall them.  Many among you are weak and fall prey to an easy life path, which the unseen ones are only too happy to provide if they gain from such.  

"Before being born, you were given a glimpse of your life path, for a labyrinth of choices always comes your way as you navigate towards your chosen goal.  All lives are chosen as lessons.  You feel a need to improve some aspect of your being?  A life path is chosen to help with this learning.  Often you can be distracted, the chosen path forgotten, and the lesson does not take place.  So you must attempt it over again.  For some, this can happen many times before any progress is made.  

"The glimpse of your life before it takes place is to help you remember which choices to make if you are to reach your goal, but still it is easy to forget.  Just as you forget your dreams when you awaken from sleep, so it is easy to forget your chosen path once you are born.  Practice makes perfect, as your people say, and as one lives through more and more experiences it is easier to focus on the goals that have been set.  So the older, more experienced soul has fewer distractions, does not get hooked into power plays, does not sell out to the highest bidder and usually stands out among your kind for totally different reasons than those that are glorified by the promoters of fame and fortune."

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"Our planet is rather full already," I commented, not really wishing to add to her burden. 

In spite of what I had already witnessed and been party to, I was in no way prepared for her reply to my statement.

"Oh, we have already had communication with Earth governors on that subject; since the 1950s, in fact.  They know of our desire and need.  We have even made a trade, as you might call it.  I cannot elaborate on it at this time.  But not everyone has lived up to their agreements since then."

"Why does nobody know of this on Earth?" I asked, my eyes wide open.

"Your various governors, in their wisdom, decided that the Earth's general population was not then ready for the message and knowledge we had planned to give your people.  If you think back to the subjects we have recently discussed, it is hardly surprising, is it?  They feel you are still not ready, and we will not tell your people a half-truth to suit others.  So we have this situation—what do you say? —a stalemate," Zeena concluded.

"What did the governors say when you said you would like to return to Earth at some time in the future?" I asked.

"All they wanted were the 'lollies'," she commented, without expanding on that subject. 

"There are not that many of us," Zeena continued.  Fifteen million is but a small total, is it not, among your billions?  And our technology trade-off would make life so much easier for your population.  If I dare be so brave as to say history could repeat itself, you may find we interbreed to become one race again, as happened so long ago in your past histories. 

"At this point in time there are still some important things that we must physically do here on Earth—some repair work, as it were; a legacy from the past which I am not permitted to discuss at this time.  We must correct that which is in a state of disrepair.  Just by way of coincidence, that work is now almost completed.  This is no small thing, for repairs have been going on for many of your years.  Time is now short, for next will come the changes—your awakening." 

She answered my question before I could ask it.  There was not much I could do but sit in silent amazement. 

"You must realise," she continued, as I couldn't think of any worthwhile thing to say, "that we are quite a primitive race compared to other extraterrestrials that may communicate with Earth people from time to time.  That is one of the reasons we are so attracted to Earth and to you as a race.  We feel a real kindred or bonding for your people.  We also think Earth is a most beautiful place."

"Where would you like to live on Earth if you had a choice?" I asked.

"We have an area that we call our own."

Zeena explained to me that they were already using an underwater base in the general area of this land that had been set aside for them, although she would go no further in describing where that might be.  She was then called away, promising to return as soon as possible to continue our conversation.

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Amazing info! Great post NexusE i cant wait to read more when u return

This ^ plus more!!!  Fascinating stuff.  Must....read...more...

(and yes, the font size makes me feel OLD...)

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Okay, I was finally able to successfully upload everything from Nexus, except for one single paragraph. For some reason this server will not let me post or mail that paragraph - LOL! 

Enjoy!

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Does the paragraph go between the last sentence of your 6:33 post and the first sentence of your 6:49 post? It seems to jump there.

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Interesting to say the least... thank you NexusEditor

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I'm loathe to use the word, simply because it is so overused, similar to how I flinch whenever I hear the word "extreme", but here goes:

This resonates with me.

During the early-mid nineties, I was hard on the trail in search of "truth."  I was spending all of my free time delving into religion and philosophy, and I couldn't find anything that really rang out as being an accurate depiction of existence.  There were little pieces here and there, and I was beginning to concoct my own stew.  A smidgen of kabbala, a dash of zen, a teaspoon fo gnosticims, etc.

As a kid who grew up with Star Wars, fantasy literature, and sci-fi of all flavors, I was interested in the concept of alien life, but it was never a subject of serious study for me.  It was a curiosity, but I did not see it as a viable path to truth. At this point I should mention that I was an undergrad at the time, majoring in anthropology and minoring in religion.

During this period in my life, I kept getting distracted by the idea of a book that needed to be written.  I frankly found it an annoyance, because it wasn't what I was concentrating on.  In short, the idea was to write a story, from the perspective of a contactee, in which I was being told that the ETs were abducting humans for a cross breeding project because they had become genetically frail as a consequence of being forced off of their native world and had been living as wanderers in interstellar space.  They needed to hybridize with us in order to leave their ships and take up residence on a planet again.

It felt disingenuous because I knew that it wouldn't go anywhere as a work of fiction, but I wasn't really a contactee and I couldn't take on something that I knew to be dishonest.  Anyway, the idea kept sitting there in the back of my mind until I was lucky enough to have a mystical experience a few years later, and this vision of Truth sent me off on a whole new path.  Ironically, the new voyage was about testing myself, and gathering experiences and skills to stuff into my toolkit.

At any rate, like I said, this just "feels" right, and I wanted to explain a little more.

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Coev question line

Seeing that Nexus-ed has been kind enough to go to the trouble to write up a portion of my adventure for all here at CHANI to read up on I feel it my duty to avail myself to you for questions.

I am a little apprehensive about this road because I have seen what has happened to other threads that have been opened up for questions. So please consider this.

I am not an insider with privileged information on black budget ‘top secret’ projects.

I have never in this life flown an ET craft.

I was as stunned to have had this interaction with a group of inter-dimensionals as most or all of you would have been.

I am a hard working tradesman, I run my own business and I can’t always spend the time I would like on sites like this so question answering can only be done when I have a little down time, and this is very limited, please be patient if I don’t get back on this site everyday.

That said please feel free to ask questions as you see fit, I still have gaps in many details of this adventure but I’ll try my best to answer all questions, but there are a few areas that I feel still might compromise my off planet friends so I might not go there if I feel the question steps into these areas.

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Seeing that Nexus-ed has been kind enough to go to the trouble to write up a portion of my adventure for all here at CHANI to read up on I feel it my duty to avail myself to you for questions.

Blue ET, how exciting!

1. are you doing a book on this?

2. are these beings willing to meet others?

3. are they willing to help us learn more?

Thanks so much for the opportunity to ask!

:)

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Hi Hechita, Nexus has already made it into a book, infact it has just been reprinted and updated. Go to http://www.nexusmagazine.com/ for more details.

As for your other questions.

2. are these beings willing to meet others?

I am sure they have met up with many more than myself, but they have issues to solve as well so they pick their marks carefully and mostly for their own needs right now ..BUT!  

3. are they willing to help us learn more?

The 'But' falls into this 3rd question, when we stop shooting at them I'm sure they would love to sit down with you and share everything!

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Bluey, so glad you (and Nex') are sharing this more overtly on this site.

The information and experience ties in to so much in both Chani and Bezerk.

Another perspective on similar stories is often what is required to get a better all round understanding of events previous, now and future.

Like the Antarctic array post, your additional snippets of info made that all the more interesting.

Now this 'topic' is a whole section on Chani now? So is THIS thread going to be phased out?

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LOL, I'll leave what I said above, and only add - it has already been moved to its own special place.

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I read these in Nexus Mag when they were printed. Glad to see you have up dated the book . I've got to get a card so I can buy it off the site. Thanks for the link.

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I read Alec Newald´s story a while back and that´s one of my favourite cases in Ufology. Thanks a lot for this thread, especially for newer material! 8)

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I wanted to get a copy of the entire book, checked on line with Amazon ...

they want $165 USD.  then went to Nexus Mag, and can't seem to get a copy sent to the US...  (suggestions NexusEd?)

Questions for the Author ... (don't know whether to use your avatar name or author name)

The ET's you have come in contact with seem to be human in appearance, if not, what do they look like?  If so, how are they different?

The Rh Neg. factor is of interest. It is understood that it comes from the ancient astronauts.  Also it is suggested that it was introduced to humans by the reptilians.  What do you know about this?

Earlier in the year, I was in China, helping my Mrs.  She's a doctor working with a group out of India.  While she would work, I would look for the Dropa.

Found many artifacts that eventually helped the local village people we were staying with.  When I and a small group of men went on a bit of a road trip looking for the Dropas, we got seperated and I was 'invited' to leave the country by the Peoples' Army.  Lucky for me I didn't have a camera or any thing of value. The mere presence of a camera would have meant I was a spy and I'd still be there, rotting in some dungeon.

I do know that the 'Dropa' came to that part of China about 12000 years ago, when their ship crashed and they had no way of returning to their home world. They were living in a secluded area until around 1965 when the Chinese moved them to a secret location. I believe it was then that the word was getting out to the rest of the world about them being aliens. Even asking about them today is a prisonable offence.  Any artifacts they left behind can get you killed if found in your possession.

I was escorted out of China and ended up at my in-laws home in India.

My mrs. stayed in China until her contract was up the end of July.  In the meantime, I came back to the USA and plotted my next adventure.

The wife is still in India.  She is still pissed at me for the problems I caused by being 'asked to leave the Peoples Republic'. 

Since she didn't come back right away, I went to Dulce, New Mexico.  I couldn't find any old Dropa ET's, I thought I'd try to locate the entrance to the underground reptilians. 

I was 'asked to leave' the Apache' Reservation after a few days. 

I don't know whether its my attitude or body odor, but people just don't want me poking around.  I want to go back because I"m sure something is there. 

I guess another question is did your ET friends tell you any thing about the reptilians? 

thanks for the post, and info

Z

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As far as what the aliens looked like look no further than Blue ET's avatar.

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Greetings, Friends!

First, a deep bow to those involved in sharing this, and Alec -- Thank You sincerely for these revelations and remembrances -- wonderfully timely gifts that shed much-needed light on significant aspects of the manifest functioning totality!

There is so much I'd like to comment on, but today, as I've been going about my business, I've found myself pondering the implications of "the dark force" to which Zeena refers (as does CHANI), and its function in relation to the evolution of consciousness towards total self-awareness in this realm.

By setting aside layered conditioning in that regard from religious and cultural programs, what's left to see about the subject is highlighted there for inspection, right in our own mirror. There, here, we can recognize our own chronic addiction to craving and aversion, elaborated in the mental/emotional formations of greed, envy, hatred, and delusion that habitually rule our behavior and perpetuate the negative adaptation.

Upon inspection, it appears that the design of evil (or the negative software program currently running in this holographic classroom) is to show us something incredibly important about our own nature, as well as about the nature of duality itself. One modern saint noted, "The purpose of evil is to help man grow; to help man develop. To face man with the consequences of his own choices. To make him turn away from the toys of the world and look for his real self, his real nature. Evil is real but not the final reality. The final reality is the Light and Love of God. Root yourself in that final reality always and at every moment, and evil will crumble around you."

Of course, rooting oneself in the final reality means that one must discard clinging to any provisional reality, and that ain't easy, given the impressive job the dark force has done in erasing any sense of our own true nature and divine condition from the screen of consciousness, leaving us with conflicting and conflicted provisional realities to navigate.

If we want the real truth, we must cease granting any enduring reality to the false -- anything that is less than the truth -- which includes all provisional realities based on duality. For most of us, that's the tedious work of many many lives, until we eventually become serious enough about the truth that nothing else will satisfy us, and then the work will accelerate, and huge sprints of growth will happen quite naturally. The motive for evil will be seen through and starved out, and a genuine human being will emerge, a humble marvel of grace and beauty.

Blessings!

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I wanted to get a copy of the entire book, checked on line with Amazon ...

they want $165 USD.  then went to Nexus Mag, and can't seem to get a copy sent to the US...  (suggestions NexusEd?)

Questions for the Author ... (don't know whether to use your avatar name or author name)

The ET's you have come in contact with seem to be human in appearance, if not, what do they look like?  If so, how are they different?

The Rh Neg. factor is of interest. It is understood that it comes from the ancient astronauts.  Also it is suggested that it was introduced to humans by the reptilians.  What do you know about this?

Earlier in the year, I was in China, helping my Mrs.  She's a doctor working with a group out of India.  While she would work, I would look for the Dropa.

Found many artifacts that eventually helped the local village people we were staying with.  When I and a small group of men went on a bit of a road trip looking for the Dropas, we got seperated and I was 'invited' to leave the country by the Peoples' Army.  Lucky for me I didn't have a camera or any thing of value. The mere presence of a camera would have meant I was a spy and I'd still be there, rotting in some dungeon.

I do know that the 'Dropa' came to that part of China about 12000 years ago, when their ship crashed and they had no way of returning to their home world. They were living in a secluded area until around 1965 when the Chinese moved them to a secret location. I believe it was then that the word was getting out to the rest of the world about them being aliens. Even asking about them today is a prisonable offence.  Any artifacts they left behind can get you killed if found in your possession.

I was escorted out of China and ended up at my in-laws home in India.

My mrs. stayed in China until her contract was up the end of July.  In the meantime, I came back to the USA and plotted my next adventure.

The wife is still in India.  She is still pissed at me for the problems I caused by being 'asked to leave the Peoples Republic'. 

Since she didn't come back right away, I went to Dulce, New Mexico.  I couldn't find any old Dropa ET's, I thought I'd try to locate the entrance to the underground reptilians. 

I was 'asked to leave' the Apache' Reservation after a few days. 

I don't know whether its my attitude or body odor, but people just don't want me poking around.  I want to go back because I"m sure something is there. 

I guess another question is did your ET friends tell you any thing about the reptilians? 

thanks for the post, and info

Z

Zurishaddai ....I can only answer the question regarding the Apaches by telling you that most Native American Indians do not like outsiders poking around. The best man at my wedding was Hopi and they do not like "outsiders" snooping around.

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Anomalie

I wasn't 'asked to leave' by the Apache, but by someone representing themselves as from the BIA.  They suggested that it was 'for my own good' because I could 'get hurt' and the agency didn't want a law suit.

The few Apache I had contact with seemed cordial but not necessarily friendly.

They have, I suppose, seen many 'white man' come there for the same reason.

A couple were even interested, but not enough to 'show me around'.

There is something there.  I could 'feel' it when I was up in the foothills to the northeast of town.

I am going to go back, but not without reinforcements ...

To Bob,

excellent words.

I have always believed that we are spiritual beings having a physical experience of learning.  This reality is but a step in the process.

I also think that evil exists in each of us.  Free will being that option to do good or evil.  Confusion procreates evil. 

I am considering the Black Oily ET mentioned in the Bezerk thread as one and the same entity foretold by Chani and from BlueET.

I think things are coming together in the near future that will allow all of us to 'see'.

Z

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