I am descended from the Inca race, which disappeared in a tunnel when the Spaniards invaded their country, and continued to live in subterranean cities, The Incas were a race of vegetarians and pacifist s, and when the Spaniards came to attack them, they did not fight, but escaped into tunnels and disappeared from the world.

During all my life I have been searching for my lost race and traveled to many countries, as far north as Mexico, also in Venezuela, Chili, Paraguay, Argentina, Uruguay and all parts of Brazil, investigating tunnels to find an entrance to the subterranean world. But I could not find anything, and lost (through swindler s claiming to bring me to Atlantean's under the earth) and spent 1,800,000 cruzieros, equivalent to $36,000.

After my money was gone I worked as a mechanic and saved money and with it, I continued my investigations. After searching all the 21 states of Brazil and living a year in Matto Grosso among the savages, I finally found what I sought.

One day I went to a river to drink water. On the other side was a high mountain. I heard a powerful voice coming from the top of the mountain, yelling many times. I thought it was a person lost in the forest and asking for help. I swam the river to the other side and walked through the forest an hour and then climbed for two and a half hours. When I reached the top I found a hole in the ground. It was very deep I found by dropping a stone down. I then gathered vines from trees, tied them together, fastened a stone at the end and dropped it down until bottom. I pulled it up and it measured 100 meters or 330 feet.

Then I returned to Joinville and told Dr. Raymond Bernard about this, who gave me money to buy a rope. I returned to the mountain and by means of the rope I descended. When I came to the bottom I entered a tunnel which I traversed for a distance of 2000 meters. I then saw with my flashlight a door of stone. While I was watching the door, it suddenly opened and I saw a very tall man with a metallic uniform, who spoke with a powerful voice and said that this was the first time that anyone ever had the courage to enter this tunnel. I first was frightened at the powerful voice of the man and wanted to run, but he called me and told me not to be afraid as he was a very peaceful person who never did harm to any living being. So I asked him who he was to live in this cavern. He said "I am an Atlantean-Inca, the guardian of this door." He asked me what I was looking for. I told him I was looking for my race, because I too am an Inca. He seemed to be very pleased to hear this. I told him I would like to visit his city, and that I had an American friend, and a wife that would like to go there too, with my children. He told me to bring photographs of my wife, children and American friend, and if they were found acceptable, he would give permission for them to enter.

I then returned to Dr. Raymond Bernard, who gave me his own photo, and I brought all the photos, including those of my wife and children, back to the Atlantean.

On this second visit to the Atlantean he delivered a lecture on radioactivity and its danger. He said that radioactive dust in the air is not causing surface dwellers to age very rapidly because it accumulated in the pores of the skin and stops skin respiration. He said the pores of the skin have a constant alternate contraction and expansion and serve to take in air and expel foreign matter. In an atmosphere of radioactive dust metals, there substances clog up the pores and interfere with their vital functions of respiration and excretion. This causes disease and early death.

The Atlantean called me to come near a transparent screen to make an exchange of blood to make sure I will preserve the secret of the whereabouts of this tunnel, so that I do not reveal it to an unworthy person. When I was near the curved plastic screen, another curved plastic screen suddenly appeared from each side of the door and encompassed me, so that I found myself inside the two curved plastic screens. Then it seemed that all air was pumped out, leaving a vacuum in the space where I was between the plastic screens. Then other air entered, which seemed lighter and purer, which made me feel more healthful and stronger. Then the inside plastic door opened, and he put inside a man-sized capsule of this transparent substance which he held by handles on both sides of it, and told me to go inside the open door. After I was inside, the door automatically closed.

Now the second plastic door opened and the Atlantean took hold of the handles on each side of the capsule and carried me to the other side of the inside plastic screen whose door automatically opened and shut.

Then he inserted his hands into two soft pockets in the capsule, made of the same material and took hold of a metal device which he lowered on the chain and wire with which it was suspended from the curved top of the capsule (the base was flat for me to stand on) and put it on my head. Then he went over to an electrical apparatus, from which a recording tape emerged and I heard a ticking sound, much like a telegraphic ticker. Then he read the tape, put it in a box and spoke in a funnel-shaped speaker in a strange language. It seemed to be a radio telephone.

Then he asked me for the photos. He told me to put my hand by one part of the capsule with a very delicate wall. He told me to push my hand through, which I did and the material adhered to my hand like an elastic, so as not to permit any air from inside the capsule to leave, since he was afraid of my having contaminated the air inside the capsule by what I exhaled. Then he sprayed my hand with a purpose of radioactive decontamination. He took the photos from my hand and slid them into an opening in the same electrical apparatus. Then more tape emerged, which he read and then spoke by radio telephone to headquarters below. He then looked at a sort of small television apparatus with a horizontal screen, apparently to see the persons he was speaking to.

He told me not to bring here any unworthy person, because he would know it in advance. I asked how. He said that with this apparatus, which he called an "electrovisor", he could behold whatever was occurring in any part of the world. If any unworthy person comes near the mountain and tries to get to the tunnel opening, certain rays confuse the person's mind, so that he is unable to continue the trip and will go off in a wrong direction.

I had some bread in a pocket. He told me not to eat the bread. He put a white pill in my hand (which was projected outside the capsule all the time), and told me this pill had the taste of many fruits. Then I withdrew my hand and the plastic material through which it projected closed.

After he gave me the pill he carried the capsule with me inside to the space between the two plastic screens, as the door of the inside screen opened to admit the capsule and then automatically shut. Then the door of the capsule opened. I left the capsule, and then the door of the outside plastic screen opened and I left.

When newcomers enter, they first enter the capsule, and the Atlantean carries them to a Decontamination Chamber (the Atlantean told me). The door of the capsule opens, the person leaves the capsule, takes off his clothing, then the chamber becomes filled with vapor which draws forth radioactive poisons from his body. The person dresses with other clothing there ready for him, then enters an "electrical apparatus", which carries him to the center of the earth. I should mention that during my visits, before the door opened I heard a peculiar humming sound, which was of the apparatus with which the Atlantean came up from below, which became louder and louder as the apparatus came near, and when it came to a stop the noise stopped and the doors automatically opened. I should also mention that when a flying saucer came near my house on Saturday, June 13, 1959, in the afternoon and night, it gave off an identical hum as this subterranean apparatus, which makes me think they are both operated by the same mechanism and that the flying saucer was an apparatus of those same subterranean Atlantean's and did not come from another planet. The flying saucer came describing a spiral which descended on top of a hill about 2000 meters from my house, and then rose in a spiral manner, with a tail of light behind it. It came in the night, had a round shape and a silver color. I believe it was sent by subterranean Atlantean's , who knew where I lived and came especially near my house.

We are now twenty-one vegetarians. This is necessary for who wish to enter the subterranean world. And if any of you wish to enter, you may send me your photos for presentation to the Atlantean, to secure permission for you to enter.

I am sending you this as an invitation to come here and I will guarantee to bring you to the Atlantean and to the subterranean world. I wish you to reply and tell me whether you care to come or not. We will then tell you when to come and meet us. Await our reply, as we are now building a boat and an elevator, and when these are ready we will advise you come and meet us in Joinville.

This may seem as a lie or a story, and many people will not believe that a subterranean world, which is a Utopia, exists, but IT EXISTS! I know it exists because I made this discovery and saw with my own eyes. The door I came to leads to a tunnel through which the Atlantean came up from the subterranean world in the center of the earth on an "electrical apparatus" and there exists the cities of the interior world called Agharta.

When the boat (to cross the river) and the elevator (to descend into the tunnel) are ready, I will enter with my family and bring them to the subterranean world, then I will return to wait for your coming and will bring you there.

In that world there is no radioactivity to poison the air and foods, as here. That world has no bad people, no swindler s, no crooks. All the people there are good, pure and vegetarians. There they do not eat bulky vegetables as we do here. There they live entirely on fruit concentrates prepared as pills, which dissolves in our mouth and eat nothing else. I say this because the Atlantean delivered a talk to me and told me all what I say, and gave me a pill, which I ate. It made me feel as strong as a bull, and very warm, and it seemed as if I over-ate (I ate it on my way back), and could not walk, so I lay down and went to sleep for several hours until I got over the feeling of overeating. On that pill I returned to Joinville full of energy, and for the following three days I could not eat a thing, as I had no appetite, because the pill had a high concentration of the vitamins of fruits, and was so nourishing that I had no further need of food.

Now we are working on the boat and elevator and the moment when they are finished, ten vegetarians here in Joinville including three men, one woman and six children will go up the mountain and descend to the subterranean world. The youngest of this group is only one week of age. I want my newborn child not to live and grow up in this radioactively contaminated atmosphere and eat food full of radioactive poisons. I want it to grow up in a better world free from radioactivity and live on this fruit concentrate pills in place of the radioactively contaminated foods here.

Sincerely,

The Inca

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