Secrets Of The Old Ones: Contact On Mt Shasta
By Lucius Farish
The mysterious Mt. Shasta in California is rumored to be the home of the "ascended masters,” beings who have transcended time and space!
Mt Shasta, California, is one of the most majestic and mysterious mountains in the world and, for one man at least, became the entrance to worlds so alien and beautiful as to stagger the imagination!
Several years ago, after noticing several very interesting science-fiction stories in various magazines (all by the same writer), I decided to contact the author. He often referred to the research and writings of Charles Fort in his stories, so I thought perhaps he had been acquainted with Fort or a member of the now-defunct Fortean Society,
He replied, stating that he had not been a Society member, nor had he known Fort, but that he had "always been fascinated by the man's works and (I) feel he's very near the truth in a great part of it," As I had mentioned my own interests in UFOs and Forteana when I originally wrote to this author, he proceeded to tell me the following story,
“I once knew a man, way back in the Thirties (and he w r as about eighty then, an old sailing boat skipper who had participated in the great grain races around the Horn) who called himself only ‘Harmonious/ We used to sit around on the beach and listen while he told us, quietly and without affecta¬ tion, of his meetings with his astral friends high atop Mt, Shasta (many years later the first UFOs were sighted right near that spot) and of his many trips throughout this system and others* He was bearded, never seemed to change from one year to the next; a vegetarian, and a gentle soul* His description of the vehicle used for flight very closely resembled certain other descriptions now in common usage— all this long before the huge UFO scare* Harmonious was last seen in the late Fifties—looking exactly as he had thirty years before* Ageless, apparent¬ ly, and a man curiously untroubled by the opinions of his listeners, who unanimously labeled him a harmless nut. He never attempted to capitalize on his experiences, unlike certain self-styled contactees with us today," Being quite intrigued with the author's story, I wrote to him again, asking for more details on Harmoni¬ ous* He replied, giving the requested information but asking that the material be kept in confidence* How¬ ever, since I am omitting the author's name, I see no harm in sharing what I consider to be an extremely interesting story. His second letter contained the following...
"I’ll try to recall more of what he (Harmonious) had to say in his own quiet way* The man never tried to force his ideas on anyone—quite the contrary. Unless asked a direct question, he never volunteered information. But he'd answer anything, quickly and frankly, as I recall. "I do know that he had two manners of speaking. When he talked of beings on other planets, he was often facetious (‘Martians' was the most often used expression). However, he was deeply serious whenever he spoke of the Old Ones * Insofar as the Old Ones w'ere concerned, his particular friend used a vehicle that, apparently, w f as a low- slung gondola, without wheels or any visible means of support—or propulsion, for that matter* He’d often pick up a clam shell (or half shell, that is) and say the vehicle looked almost like that. "A low couch, nothing else. No top or sides or windshields. When it moved the atmosphere surrounding the ve¬ hicle darkened and became opaque- nothing was visible. Also, no feeling of motion or gravity. Apparently, his friend (an Old One) utilized applied levitation as a propulsive force. This vehicle was used only to pick him up and take him to the domain of the Old Ones* This was far beneath the earth. Usually he entered via a cavern on Mt. Shasta. There arc other entrances — Antarctica, the Andes... in fact, look at the so-called ‘circle of fire' on a good geological map—the great faulted areas surrounding the Pacific—and you'll approximate the many areas he mentioned as portals to the old people's world.
"These Old Ones dated back several hundred million years. And yet, taking planet Earth as criterion, there’s been more than enough time for fifty such races to have risen, achieve god-like eminence, decay and fall into silence. Often, in his joking manner, Harmonious spoke of the many planets that are around our sun and are still undiscovered. He was quite casual about the surface features of the planets, probably because he never spent much time there — he was always in them, not on them. I get the impression that there may be others, not of the old people, utilizing these planets* Apparently, these others are of little interest to
Harmonious (and, by extension, to his friends, the Old Ones) and are even something of a joke to him (and again, to the Old Ones).
"All the Old Ones are of one race, both here and on the other planets. They carry on intercourse with one another here on earth, the planets and their various natural satellites (all of which are inhabited underground). They have a great many artificial satellites around the gravitational nodes of all these bodies, which are used, I assume, solely for docking facilities for their interplanetary craft*
"To extrapolate from Harmonious 1 stories of the old people: deep within the core of any planet the temperature would be controllable, given an mex* haustable source of power (and know¬ ledge)* and such power is inherent in the very force which created this planet. Incidentally, Harmonious anti-dated Velikovsky by some years when he told us of a disaster of unparalleled magnitude which struck the earth several hundred millions of years ago, and which he saw repro- duced by a recording device similar to a moving picture projector but unlike it in action* A planetoid approached Earth and caused the complete destruction of the existing atmosphere—the only life to survive was that in the depth of the seas and deep underground.
"If this sort of accident occurs in Nature as a matter of course, one could well understand why an ancient and immensely intelligent race would choose to modify their environment and live far underground on all the planets, manufacturing all their ne¬ cessities- So, according to Harmoni¬ ous, all the planets are inhabited by a long-lived scientifically advanced race, all living deep beneath the surface (at least well down in the crust; here it would be about 35 miles down), all humanoid in appearance and un¬ doubtedly masters of the solar system* There may be others living on the surfaces; undoubtedly an inferior race (perhaps remnants of other earlier surface races) far younger than the Old Ones* On this planet wc are the surface dwellers; we have a long way to go yet and, when we get there, the Old Ones will have been there First—and long since moved on*"
In a postscript to his second letter, the author added: 'The Old Ones were naked or wore simple loincloths' (we found this amusing when considering the foregoing)...