From an early age I have been an experiencer. These perspectives are my own, supported by many other experiencers and researchers. There are of course others who may disagree with my perceptions, this is their Constitutional right. During my travels in life, I have often asked "Why me?". I don't know, yet I look to life for meanings and truths. The truths I share with you are my truths only that I freely share. All of the links on this page are my own work, however when entering the new pages most links are the work of others and the credits and references will be enclosed. By using these references I claim no responsibility for their veracity. Since time has elapsed since their creation the reader may occasionally find dead links.

Much of the information I have received, has led me to further research into the fascinating world of U.F.O., space science, paranormal, quantum physics, metaphysical, archeological, engineering, genetics, computing, aerospace and the politics of it all.

Much later in my life, I came upon the works of Jung. I was particularly intrigued by his views on archetypes. As one looks back at life many parallels to our legend, myths and fables emerge. As I grew up I seemed to have a grasp of the enormity of life and always vowed to write this "great science fiction story." I believe in most of what I have observed, but I realize that these are only the result of my own perceptions and belief structure. By the same token, while my friends and family experienced many of the same events, in some instances the resulting remembrance may vary. While I tell this in what I see as the truth, no event or person may be regarded as absolutely true.

From time to time this story will change reference points, temporal, spatial and mythical. Some of the events that occur are real in that there is a witness. In these events I will usually call the person by the name that I knew them by. Some of the people I know will only have a "Handle" or a made up name. Some of the events are purely fictional, made up for use of symbolism for entertainment. "The White Light Magic Show" is an example of this. Some are pure science fiction based on a Quantum world where anything may be possible. A great actor knows that the whole world is a stage. Welcome to my stage. While I don't pretend to know all things these are my observations and perceptions. I love to toy with my concept of a "Grand Conspiracy Theory": my firm belief is that while conspiracies do in fact exist, I believe that most are independent acts. Yes I do believe that persons operating above or below the law do bad things and they may belong to governments or organizations operating in secret. If I poke fun at certain organizations, or weave them into my tales, I do it only with the knowledge that as an American citizen I have certain rights of free expression and I do so without meaning harm to the American way of life.

I do wish that the O.N.I. would return my vintage 305 Honda motorcycle, taken from Lydia Stalnakers house in 1977, a replacement would do. You did not get the gas tank with the thirteen holes in it made by the U.F.O., I threw it away. Sorry guys. My picture of the "Mantas Man" was duplicated and placed into the U.F.O. show circuit for my own safe keeping. I'm sure that the authenticity question is still hotly debated. Since 1997 the drive diagrams have been sent to quite a few interested parties so that this information is in the public domain. A large corporation received limited files of this into their computer in 1984, for safe keeping. They have the resources for this kind of technology and I feel it will be for commercial gain not war. Look in the tape back up under my user I.D. To all the men in shadow and humanoids in concert, I sent you a bill for $10,000,000.00 for research and development. I can assume that the check is in the mail? I owe you nothing more, even when I figure that the bill is paid. Next time ask, before you take and make it rewarding, and not painful. The O.S.I would redeem my praise if the negatives and the camera that disappeared would suddenly appear on my doorstep, or the replacement of the camera would be nice( I want a good one), the negatives are not as important as the camera probably was not as still as it should have been. To all the gene splicers and breeders, I demand visitation rights with my kids, after all by them you are also my family. We may not breathe the same air but we are blood related. I have been running web sites with the technology for a while now and they seem to be read often. My belief is that no secrets should exist.

From my early childhood I remember things, sometimes I feel "Alienated" in these memories. At the Surfside house when I was five, I felt that I was being observed. This was most terrifying, and I would start screaming for my parents comfort. At the Meadow Street house I saw a giant space man looking in my window. He (?) was dressed in what resembled a diving suit and was seven or eight feet tall. Hiding under my sheets I tried not to move or even breathe in my terror. Hours of silent terror passed until dawn. That afternoon Edgar and I had permission to camp out in the back yard, as we were only seven or eight years old at the time and had not earned the privilege of terrorizing the wild life in the woods adjacent to our property yet. I proudly showed Edgar my spaceman's boot prints under the window. He promptly denied that the prints which were about one and a half feet long, had any thing to do with my "nightmare", as my family referred to my nocturnal visits. Instead I got some friendly ribbing and we proceeded with our camping venture.

Sometime in my 5th to 8th year Science Fiction became fashionable at our local movie theater. Our family saw "War of the Worlds", "The Thing" and "The Day the Earth Stood Still" among other features. The theme seemed to be that there were good and bad space aliens invading Earth and that it was centered on our paranoid "Cold War Period" and the recent explosion of atomic weapons of war.

I had many nightmares during this period which my family would blame on the movies, maybe not, as the content of my dreams would for the most part be totally different from the content of the movies.

Many times late at night I would sneak into my sister's spare bed so that my fear would subside with her sleeping presence eight feet away.

(An example of a dream made up as a S.F. short story.) !0,000 B.C. I am in my royal yacht "Queen of Venus Starship", we have just arrived in a parking orbit between Mars and Jupiter. As a Prince my task is to open the black hole, so that Atlantis can escape the debris that the Coalition has thrown at our world. We had been on a mission to Mars for genetic rebuilding. There are one hundred and forty four of us in the mission. We are a team made up of Human, Martian, other humanoids and Angelic beings. Since Gina on Earth had given me the rod of power to use on Mars, Atlantis was now vulnerable. The plan was to create an artificial worm hole to swallow up the comet. Our ship ran on beam power, some of which was beamed from our home and some which we manufactured. An elaborate relay system had been provided for us on earth and Mars in the form of pyramidal structures as well as in space in the form of satellites. On board we had a generator that cut the flux of the local system. We formed a fleet of several ships of the same class as the "Queen" as well as some tenders and freighters. The plan was to use our crystal rod to open this artificial black hole and to stabilize and guide it. We failed. I was in my space suit out side when we lost beam power. The disk of the sun rotated in front of my visor. My communicator did not work as I tapped a distress signal on the pad. We had entered the event horizon from our worm hole, this was not planned. Falling forever, falling forever, falling forever, time ceased and became eternity.

1953-57 A.D. I woke from a dream screaming. I had been in a space suit and I was facing the sun and I would fall forever. This nightmare would repeat for years on a regular basis.

During this period I was fascinated by science and technology. Possessing a book on astronomy and the local solar system, given by my mother, was my pride and joy in the second grade. The school work was boring because I did not care to read "See Jane run, run, run, run." I was finding the universe instead.

By the time I was entering the 4th grade my thirst for science fiction would consume 3 or more books a week. We had a weekly run to the library for years as my thirst grew.

I would get into fights at school over my belief that man would one day go to the planets and then to the stars. Around this time some of the books that were checked out at the library were written by one of my favorite authors Robert Heinlein. My family doctor discovered me reading these books, and told me he would beat me in a race to outer space. Eagerly I accepted his challenge and informed him that he was too old anyway, and I would get there first. My mother witnessed this incident and the story soon spread far and wide of my race with the good doctor. As my studies progressed I leaned towards Aeronautical Engineering and later towards Physics. Settling on an interest in Electronics my ambition to fly and later travel space never flagged. I witnessed the race for space by Russia and the United States.

1957 A.D. Sputnik! Need I say more.

All of a sudden my class mates admired my knowledge of aerospace. All through this period until we moved to Sarasota Florida in 1960 we sat on the front seat of the launches from the "Cape". I know what a "Vanguard" looks like when it explodes, I saw the whole array of our early space efforts, in both success and failure. We would watch "Echo" a large Mylar balloon echo satellite glide over on schedule.
Late 1940's to 1950's experiences with E.T. and space:
Debbie and I were sitting on my Chevrolet Corvair one night, in 1965, and we saw thirteen orange lights moving in the western sky above the adjacent mobile home park.
1967 Torrejon AFB Spain: The radar on the guns would not get a target lock, and the turning radius of the ET was greater than the F-104.
In 1975, while riding in our van on a lonely road near Gainesville Florida, the four of us noticed an orange light following our vehicle.
1976 A.D. "The Farm Commune: We spotted a U.F.O. low in the tree line. It was orange in color and seemed to bob and weave before us. After about one half hour I noticed a U.F.O. tagging along with my cycle.
1977 - 1982 Building the Phoenix 1 Starship:
In 1978 my sister arranged for me to meet with a member of A.P.P.R.O. who also taught at the University of North Florida, in the Psychology Department. We arranged to do a hypnotic regression of the Dania event.
The "White Light Magic Show", channeled by Robert Colee in 1978:
E.T. in lab 1991
UFO Conference: Castlegate Hotel, Atlanta, GA October 15, 1995
15 November 1996 To: President William Jefferson Clinton Vice President Al Gore National Security Advisor Tony Lake Secretary of Defense William Perry Secretary of State Warren Christopher DCI John Deutch General Shalikashvili, Chairman, Joint Chiefs of Staff Mr. Arlen Specter, Chairman, Senate Intelligence Committee Mr. Larry Combast, Chairman, House Intelligence Committee Mr. Strom Thurmond, Chairman, Senate Armed Services Committee Mr. Floyd Spence, Chairman, House National Security Committee Dr. Daniel Goldin, Director of NASA FBI Director Louis Freeh Attorney General Janet Reno From: Steven M. Greer M.D., Director of CSETI RE: Planned Disclosure on the UFO/Extraterrestrial Subject and National Security Oaths
I became aware of the Montauk Experiment around 1995-6, after meeting Al Bielik.

In 1998 we sold part of our telecom base to Global Telecom Group Inc. For a brief period I helped G.T.G.Inc. As a consultant in Research and Development as well as maintaining customer contact. One of my missions was to travel in my van carrying my cargo trailer to St. Louis Mo. To pick up five MDX telephone systems from one of our fortune 500 accounts. Anne decided to accompany me. I spent all day in the recovery of the systems and even pulled some muscles in my back. We left St. Louis after a period of being lost and not finding the correct roads for about an hour, and proceeded to Atlanta. Noting that our gas was good for about a hundred miles or so we settled back for a drive of about four hours or so and then getting a room for the night, planning to stop in about an hour or so for gas. After about an hour noting the gauge was at one fourth of a tank I suggested that we should look for a station at the next exit. Out of my drivers window in probably a northern part of the sky I noticed an orange light pacing our vehicle. "Honey we got a bogy, a Flying Saucer is tagging us". Still both of us, seasoned troopers that we are in the unusual, were looking for an exit. This was only the umpteen time we had been tagged together usually with no para-normal bother to our usually busy schedule. We looked and looked for the gas station as I noticed that the, after about ten minutes had passed, that the gas was now one fourth empty on my gauge a difference of half a tank of gas on my non calibrated but known gauge. Suddenly I noticed the van, which was on cruise control, was loosing speed. "Flame out". I remarked to Anne. Grabbing the cell phone after pulling the truck to the right shoulder, I attempted to call A.A.A., "Dead cell zone, Anne". Turning off the phone, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP! A sound coming from outside the van startled us. This really startled the both of us. I remembered what Betty Hill had written about. Not wanting to upset my partner even more I kept back the Hill information and settled on the gas problem. Searching my van for the gas can proved unsuccessful as Sean had already removed it. Well patience, they say if you have eternity to wait that some one will stop on a busy interstate in the dead of night to give you gas, if you just have faith. So I tried for two or three hours until just short of eternity. No U.F.O. was spotted after the Beep noise. A lady traveling with her teen age son stopped and drove us around for an hour finally finding gas and rescuing the van. We gave her a twenty dollar bill towards her motel as they looked tired. Anne and I found a motel ourselves between one and two in the morning and got some rest ourselves.
Solar Eclipse 1999: Through fate we happened to be in Cali France on the day of the famous eclipse. Opening of a star gate!
On a trip to England in August of 1999, we were fortunate enough to see Stonehenge.
Exopolitics Course Summer 2004 presentation:
Interesting links on topics similar to the power generation methods and propulsion mentioned by the Disclosure Project: Note the reference to ZPE below: ( from For traveling vast distances, such as from earth to the nearest solar system, our ship will tunnel.
Time Travel, Time Warp, Temporal Shift, theory, links, science, and fiction.
Even if the government does not approve the disclosure project, private corporations can still legally get the ball rolling, and make space travel public, and also make agreements with E.T.'s, to get resources for Earth to resolve overpopulation problems, to colonize planets, and to encourage peace on Earth, and on other planets, and throughout the universe.
My Favorite Links For UFO, Paranormal, and ET.

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