The following report deals with what may be yet another attempt
[aside from the Nazi and Biowar event-lines that were created
by alien interventionists and later supposedly dissolved from our perspective by the non-
interventionists, as described by Alex Collier] to create a
quasi-parallel reality.
It is my belief that there is a main timeline [again, from our perspective - i.e. the timeline that we live
in], rooted in this third dimension of linear time and concrete
materialism. In a sense, any other timebranch would not be an
independent timeline in itself, but as the "Andromedans" claim, they would be rather addendums to the main timeline, since they would need a constant supply of electromagnetic and ectoplasmic energy from
the main timeline to keep their timebranches going,
being not genuine self-sufficient timelines, but
rather localized
parasitic realities that must resort to energy
vampirism from a host timeline in order to feed
themselves.
There is of course a theory that the third dimension
is segregated into seven facets, each facet serving
as a foundation for a material timeline, seven in
all [even though quasi-material ectoplasmic timelines may be
potentially infinite in number]. Also, since
two realities can not exist in the same space, these time-branches
may be slightly phased-out of OUR third dimensional realm. In that OUR
3D has "dibs" on OUR temporalinear reality, the time
branches themselves may be slightly less time-linear and object-solid from our perspective, but perhaps
not necessarily from the perspective of those
inhabiting those realities. Events and objects
within the timebranch dimensions [sub-branches of
the prime timeline or the seven prime timelines!?]
might be slightly more "liquid" [due to paradoxes]
than our 3D reality. The more paradoxes exist, the more liquified the
timebranch would become... until the inhabitants of these time
branches convert entirely to energy forms and become trapped
in the fourth dimension or between dimensions, as their reality degenerates into
an ocean of ectoplasmic thought forms.
Al Bielek claims that most of these timebranches are localized,
and that there are several parallel reality dimensions which
cling to the main timeline at subdimensional levels. The Montauk
people believed that in order to change the main timeline they
would have to change ALL of the parallel reality dimensions simultaneously.
Or as others suggest, the main timeline can only be altered if a
majority of its inhabitants agree on a collective unconscious
level for the change, in that the root of all time-space-material
reality according to the Zenatae's and others is actually something
that we might call the UNIVERSAL PSIONIC FIELD, a universal
field of consciousness which serves as the "master program" of
the UNIVERSAL HOLOGRAM. To change the "hologram", a majority of
the intelligences within it must agree to accept and believe the
new reality. I state this as a theory that has not yet been proven,
yet one that is interesting none-the-less.
Now, if the following experience is true, I can only conclude
that a timebranch is involved. Especially in that "aliens" are
involved in this parallel reality, suggesting a 4th dimensional
aspect. But then again, it may be a manifestation
of a full-fledged parallel timeline. It is
difficult to say whether the time-dimension described
below remains in it's "solid state" or whether it begins
to dissolve into ectoplasmic energy. There are far
more questions than there are answers when dealing
with the subject of parallel dimensions of time.
Did the Montauk boys try to create yet another timebranch by
sending agents from the 1980's forward to the 1990's in order
to try and implement the New World Order? The Montauk boys
believe -- I suspect erroneously -- that if they sent people
ahead in time and set up the New World Order, then the future
would be SET... so that essentially when the rest of us finally
"catch up" we would essentially be like people riding a train,
one that is approaching a "concentration camp" that has been
set up by those who jumped ahead of us on the track [of time]
so that they could catch the "train" when it arrives.
Well, if we use the above theory of a Universal Psionic Field,
we might ask, WHAT IF the majority of the passengers on the train
refused to accept the reality that was prepared for them, and simply
allowed the "train" to smash right on through the concentration
camp and on its way towards its own chosen reality?
Al Bielek and Duncan Cameron claim to have visited
a future where Denver and Atlantic City are centers
for the New World Order. But does that necessarily
mean that it is OUR future? Or, could it be an
alternate future? People traveling in the underground
trams underneath the Denver International Airport
claim to have seen ghostly images... for instance of
women carrying children in their arms as if being
herded into the underground camps that many claim
exist underneath the airport.
Others have had
visions of the Ring of Fire exploding, beginning
with Mammoth Lakes California, and of huge expanses
being covered in ash and people flooding the airports,
and of many of these people being herded into
underground concentration camps beneath the major
airports and never being seen again, people who will
be assumed lost in the confusion of the planetary
upheavals only to end up as slaves or worse within
the underground empire of the 'draconian' elite.
Again, could such visions be images of future events, or could they be echos of events taking place in parallel worlds, within one of the many levels of reality?
I recall reading of another alleged time traveler, Steven Gibbs,
who developed a device which he claims would allow one to travel
physically in time [dimension] or astrally, depending on how
near they were to an energy vortex and also their psychological
and biological makeup. Gibbs claimed to have astral traveled
to the fall of 1997, and there noticed that World War III was
in "full swing", and the "missiles were flying".
Another woman, a contactee names Tianca, claimed to have had
an alternate reality experience, wherein she was in her home
town, however in this reality a civil war has just run its course.
This was in the spring of 1998 [suggesting the war began in
1997]. There were few grownups, and most of these had escaped
to the countryside during the civil wars, only to return to
find hundreds or thousands of abandoned children. She said
this experience seemed just as real as everyday life.
Then, I will not even mention all of the "predictions" of
something major, involving a New World Order takeover, that
was "supposed" to take place around November, 1997. But
obviously it did NOT take place, unless it DID take place
in an Alien-Montauk generated alternate reality similar to
the Nazi and Biowar realities that Alex Coller speaks of.
So, in light of all this, read the following with an analytical
yet open mind. Incidentally "Jim" told me that after the time
period of the experience passed, he went to the roof
of the factory building in question and removed
the Eastwing hammer, since in the multi-dimensionally and temporally twisted scheme of things he felt that it was no longer "needed" to remain there.
Suggested Title: "THE HAMMER OF TIME"...
Subject: *T*G* Time Transfer, if not what is it?
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I am forwarding two posts (this is the first one) that
Jim and I have written so others who did not have a chance
to see this can know what Jim and I are going through.
regards, [***]
[SNIP]
Hi Everyone,
I have been waiting to see if anybody else on the list
may have experienced something similar. I don't want to
put thoughts in others heads though. This was not a dream,
it was not a obe, it was real, it did happen.
And Dracos are real and they bleed red blood.
I can't explain it, I don't know how it happened
or why. All I know is it did happen. It was three weeks ago,
and I still have mixed feeling about posting it here. But
here goes.
I climbed to the roof of the building I was
working on. (Rebuilding and expanding the capacity of a
silo that stores plastic pellets at [*** *** ***] Inc.
in Evansville IN.)
When I got to the top I felt dizzy, and
disoriented, for a few seconds. (I thought I was having
another numbness attack that I told [***] I've been having)
I grabbed hold of a pipe to get my balance. When I felt
stable again, I looked around, everything had changed. The
sky was grey and smoky looking, buildings all around me
were either demolished or still smoldering from fire. There
were cars on the hiway out front, wrecked or just abandoned,
there were bodys, some still smoldering laying everywhere.
It was sickening.
I just stood there, looking in amazement. I
was trying to figure out if I had missed something, or if I
was dreaming. But I WAS there, my truck was gone, and so was
Lee. All my tools, welding leads, torches, and material were
gone.
And then I realized that the bins that I was
working on were finished. I opened the lid of the one I was
working on at the time and it was half full of material. It
was then that I realized that I must be in the future.
I began to look for something with a date on
it so I could find out where exactly I was. (If I was in
the future) I then realized that it was colder than it was
a few seconds ago. Then I hear a roar that sound like trucks
and tracks clanking, (Like a bulldozer). It was an armored
column of military vehicles coming down the hiway towards
where I was. I then heard shooting, machine guns and small
arms fire. The armored column was surrounding the building
where I was.
It was then that I realized that the factory
where I was working was not damaged. As a matter of fact
it was still in operation. (I could here the hammer mill
still running) What ever the soldiers were shooting at was
inside the building I was on. And somebody was shooting back.
There were two tanks in this column, one of
them pulled up right in front of this building, and began
firing into it. The whole building shook. Then the black
craft came, triangular. I saw it but I didn't believe it,
It made a high pitched noise and the tank in front of the
building that was firing, exploded.
But these soldiers knew what they were doing.
One of the wheeled armored vehicles took off across the open
field, and this craft began to follow it. As it went past
the rest of the soldiers, five of them jumped up from the
ditch with, what I think were stinger missiles, (Shoulder
mounts) and fired simultaneously at the craft. The explosion
hurt my ears, but they did knock it down, and it crashed into
the field. (They all began to cheer) but not for long. The
other tank then appeared from nowhere and began firing its
big gun at it rapidly until there was nothing left of it.
I was very confused watching all of this from
the roof. Then I heard more vehicles coming. They were soldiers
too. I first thought it was reinforcements, but they began to
fight each other. Now I was totally confused. And there was
still someone shooting from inside the building I was on.
I felt that I was in the middle of this, and
didn't really know what side I was on. I felt it better to
stay hidden until I could sort things out. I was looking for
a safer place when I remember that they had kept a delivery
log for the rail cars coming in with materials, in the control
room right below me. So I decided to go down and see if I
could find a date.
I climbed down the ladder on the side of the
bin, and stepped through the door to the control room. There
was no one in there and I found the log. The last shipment
that was recorded was dated monday, Oct. 6, 97. But the
calendar on the wall was turned to Nov. 97, so I had no
Idea what day it actually was.
From where I was, I could see the whole
production floor, but I could see no-one moving anywhere. I
decided I was safer on the roof where I was, so I climbed
back up the bin ladder and hid behind a wall where I could
see better.
The roof was covered with a layer of ash, I
first thought it was a covering of light snow. (It was cold
enough) I assumed the ash was from burning buildings. As I
was looking at the ash I could see my foot prints where I
had walked. And then I felt the hair on the back of my neck
stand up, as I realized there were other foot prints also,
(over mine) I realized I was not alone on the roof. But
these footprints were different, they were long and narrow.
I followed them with my eyes, to see where
they went. I didn't have to look far. There he was, (I think
it was a he) standing about ten feet from me, but he did
not see me. It was a draco, like the ones I saw at epcot
[Note: 'Jim' saw such a creature in an astral-type experience,
although THIS experience he claims was NOT an astral trip
- ed.]. I could feel the adrenaline running through my body.
My first thought was to hide, but there was nowhere to hide.
And nowhere to run.
I looked to see if he had a weapon, but I
couldn't see any. Then from deep within me I felt a rage,
a rage like I never had felt before. I wanted to kill him.
[Apparently responding to the reports that he had heard
about on 'the list' in the past concerning what the Draco
do to people that they have abducted to their underground
'concentration camps' on earth. - ed.] Before I could even
think, I found myself standing up and walking toward him.
He turned and saw me, (I didn't think they showed emotion,
but when he saw me, I saw fear in his reptile looking face.)
But then I saw his eyes, they were snake eyes, and they
looked mean.
When I looked at his eyes, I felt as if he
was looking right through me. Now I have been in a number
of bar room brawls, and I could always tell when someone
was going try to sucker punch me, by there eyes. (It don't
work with dracos!) That sucker nailed me and I didn't
even see it coming. I'm not even sure if he even hit me
physically, it felt more like a shock wave.
Now I've been knocked down enough in fights,
that I know if you don't get back up fast your done. So
I sprung up and lunged at him. I caught him off balance,
I don't think he expected that. I went for his throat. I
have found that if you cut off a persons air supply they
come around to your way of thinking pretty fast. But when
I gabbed his skinny, but hard as rock throat, I felt as
if I had grabbed a pineapple. And as he moved I could feel
it cutting my hands. I figured I could handle the pain
a lot longer than he could go without air. But as I was
squeezing with all of my strength on his throat, he put
his hands on my chest, and threw me back. I couldn't hold
on.
I could tell from this that I was no match
for him without a weapon. And I had none. And I knew I had
to stay in control, and show no fear. I didn't want to lunge
at him again, cause the last time hurt. But I lunged again,
this time I double my fist, and went for his eyes. But I
found out that dracos have sharp eyelids too.
I was beginning to doubt that I could hurt him.
And then he spoke, "What's wrong warrior, have you under
estimated your enemy?"
I knew he was right, but I answered, "I wasn't
sure you were the enemy, but thanks for straightening that
fact out for me."
Then I felt the rage building inside again, so
I lunged again, this time I hit him as hard as I could, in
the side of the head. I think it stunned him, but not for
long. Again he threw me back, this time I slid backward
against the exhaust fan from the building. As I tried to
get up, he dove on top of me and said, "Now you die for
your bad judgment."
He felt a lot heavier than he looked, I could
not throw him off. I thought I was about to die. But then
I saw my eastwing hammer, it was hanging on the inside of
the vent cover. I reached up and grabbed it. And swung it
as hard as I could at his head. When I hit him he squealed
like a hog. His body went limp, and I rolled him off of me.
Then I kept hitting him just to be sure. They are reptiles,
they do have yellow pupils in their snake eyes, and yes
they do die.
When I looked up to see what was going on
out in the road, the second bunch of soldiers, were still
fighting the first ones I saw. (These were two groups of
US soldiers.) I decided it was about time for me to get
the hell out of Dodge, so I climbed down my ladder and
was going to try to get away, and find out what was going
on. When I got to the bottom I felt this dizziness again.
I turned and my truck, and Lee were there. And everything
was as it was before. I asked him if he had seen anything,
and he said no. And asked me what was going on, and what
had happened. I said how long was I gone. and he told me
I had just went up the ladder, and then came right back down.
Then he asked what happen to my hands. (They were bleeding
bad from the cuts.) I told him I did not know, I must have
cut them on the ladder. He looked at me kind of disbelieving
and asked what the white stuff was, that I had all over me.
I said I did not know. (but it was the ash from the roof.)
When I finished the job, three days later, I
took my eastwing hammer, and hung it on the exhaust fan cover
on the roof. And that's where it will stay, I don't know how
it got there when I needed it, but I was taking no chances.
(If it weren't for safety factors, I would go exchange my
hammer for a 44 Mag. Might save me from cutting my hands.)
Now, if someone could possibly explain this to
me, I would be in their debt. I have mixed feelings about
this, at first I felt it was a mind control trick to confuse
me, and the list. But since, I have had dreams, and obe's,
that make me feel this is real. (And also some cuts on my
hands.) [***] and I believe others on this list were in these
dreams. I have been waiting to see if anyone else would post
something about this.
One question for [***], was I in danger, could
this Draco have killed me? What would have happened, would
I have just disappeared, or fallen off of that ladder dead?
Just one of many questions.
The only thing that I know for sure is, don't
hit a dracos without gloves on, because it hurts.
Jim
