[The amazing Shaver Mystery of the 1940s and the meeting of George Adamski with UFO crews who held down jobs in Los Angeles has an Australian counterpart. Near urban surf-bungalows of the gold coast 3 years ago a man was taken aboard a vehicle and allowed a glimpse of an as yet unknown civilization - Ed.]

THREE YEARS ago I was living on my own for a while just a short distance inland from Marineland of the Gold Coast of Queensland.

I could not sleep at nights in a big empty house with only the family dog and used to take long walks in the bushland.

This particular night on the dirt road there were two persons coming from the opposite direction. It was dark, about 2am, and I automatically turned round and headed for home. It was a high-set home and I just waited on the balcony not knowing what for. Shortly after, the two persons called my name and stated that they had come to see me and it was important enough for them to go inside the house to discuss the matter.

But th dog rushed down in a manner that I have never seen her behave, stopping the two persons. I had to call the dog back and the two men requested me to throw down some of the children's clothing. I asked the names of my children, and this they knew. It also got me out of my fearfulness and I obliged them with the children's clothing. They robed themselves with these before approaching the external stairs and it somehow made the dog behave as though my family were coming to see me. On seeing their faces all my fear was gone.

It would be too long in this recounting to put down the two-hours conversation inside before I was willing to go with them out of my own free will. I thought to myself, "what have I got to lose in this world, even if I never return?"

When we reached the ship in the bush hidden in a ground cloud, the children's clothing was thrown in through a small door under the ship and the dog went inside without resisting. We entered from the top by a small lift, externally pulled up on the outside surface of the ship, which later became a part of the upper dome-like transparent compartment.

There was a third person who greeted us inside. I soon felt a bad seasickness and I was given a box like a small transistor radio to hold on to, which soon put me right so much that I could have faced my dentist without fear. On paying attention once more to my surroundings, I gasped, "Oh my God! Is that the Earth? Are we already going away from Earth?"

Curiously the young one answered, "No, we are only slowing down in space and the Earth is the one falling away from the ship."

I felt no pull of high gravity as one sees on films of space-capsule launchings, showing distorted faces of our astronauts.

The first part of the journey went to the hollow Moon, which does not concern this present article. On returning from the moon, the ship entered a vertical shaft somewhere in Tibet, I was told. When approaching, a snow-covered area opened up and at some depth a platform was provided which, with the ship, went into a hollowed-out area. I was told that the shaft is over 800 miles long, bored through the shell of the Earth and is an old electromagnetic shaft (but not used today) to put large payloads into space some thousands of years ago.

ALL FOUR of us left the ship and entered a large elevator inside a shaft, this shaft was on the side of the big shaft's wall.

The seats were like the ones on the big wheels at fairs which are mechanically free to keep one vertical during wheel rotation. By the short time in which we reached the Hollow World end of the shaft, the floor of the so-called elevator compartment had become the ceiling of the room. There was a bar through the centre of the room on which this swinging seat was fixed.

I have no knowledge as to whether th Earth's shell in Queensland has a vertical shaft, but there are many all over the world which connect the inner and outer atmosphere together, so I have learned, and I read about these glazed-wall shafts in some books long, long ago.

In retrospect, I never thought to bring back physical items with me, perhaps because all material objects seemed and looked like ours, and I had no intention of proving anything to anyone, least of all to tell about my journey. My most powerful enemy is orthodox science which dominates the minds of the common people. In fact I was the one who left the dog there. Even my own family do not believe in my journey. My younger daughter could not find me in the house for six days, coming to visit the dog, and they all think I was with someone else and keeping the dog there.

THERE ARE no cities of the sizes of ours on the surface. They have small towns only, which are very far apart.

There is hardly a population. Their towns look just like any outside tropical settlements. The weather is hot and humid. The construction of individual homes is with two walls which hold a vacuum between and are air-conditioned to make life bearable. The towns are long, the nearest method to get some idea is if one knows the Gold Coast with its strip development along the State highway. The architectural designs are as versatile as ours in the modern world, but it is so much different because of the climate. It is hot but one does not often see the "sun" and it rains almost every day in short cycles. In fact inside there is always daytime.

The common people's language so to speak is beyond me, but it is universal all over for all races. I am not in the position to judge languages because I could not tell the difference between Chinese and Japanese. Nevertheless there is a group of people whose job is to know all the spoken languages of the outside world, and they have a library about us beyond imagination. Most of their astronauts and personnel who are engaged in the outside world speak the major languages, and some are worse than my Hungarian-English. They also speak the languages of many other galactic visitors to the hollow Earth.

The guide said he will contact me when the time will be such that they can take a small group of people off from the outside world. It will not be me, he said, whose job it will be to carry out such a project. Nevertheless I have communication from time to tome with certain individuals from the hollow world, which I cannot arrange of my own will or at my request because I am the one who is contacted, and I never know the time and place beforehand.

In any case we have no subject for us to talk about that both of us do not already know.

THERE IS no power on earth yet to break through the concrete walls of orthodox science. They most certainly do not want us to have free access to the hollow Earth, but at the same time mankind must have the knowledge of FREE cosmic energy before this young civilization is reduced to dust again through our own stupidity about physics. At the same time man's ego must not be destroyed with free handouts of open knowledge. It must look like all other previous discoveries, as though it were our brainchild.

In fact in our space age no one has to think where the entrances are to the hollow Earth world. The facts are so obvious even to orthodox science that they are unable to face the truth which would destroy their public image.

Please to not be mistaken about my journey in the sense that everywhere I went with the ship was a tourist trip; it was not put up to entertain me. They all seemed to mind their job whatever it was.

My return to the outside surface was through the vast entrances in the north pole area, and I can honestly say that there was no secret about it. There is also no secret about the hundreds of manmade vertical shafts on land through which the two atmospheric pressures are equaled out. It seems to me that the natural polar openings cannot do the job properly to have a reasonable outside climate and rain cycles. There are also blue holes which connect the inner and outer oceans together. These were build before the biblical flood history of early man's memory. Without the blue holes or sea shafts there would be no inner world continents, too much dry land outside, and not enough rain cycles.

These shafts are not guarded nor are secret entrances, but no expedition could survive long enough to reach the inner end because there is no foothold. No one could finance enough steel crossbars to fit out an 800 to 1000 mile long chimney through the Earth's shell. It could be done but there are much cheaper ways through the pole opening by air with a craft which never runs out of fuel. This machine could be built with the knowledge they have given us through my mission. Of course no military expedition would be permitted to pass through.

No weapons, guns, not even with the excuse of self- protection should be on such craft. Believe me they would know it. They are incapable of killing.

No expedition could survive the distance on sea or land or through the pole openings on ice. There is no point of direction reference. Even if the great inner jungles could be reached, what then? Without the upper class inhabitants' help no outside earthlings could cross such seemingly infinite jungles where there is no intellectual existence. Dinosaurs are plentiful to make sure that no uninvited expedition will pass through. We have no knowledge of unbearable tropical jungles and our physical bodies could not survive long. Even if the fuel-less aircraft is built by us we must have a preliminary invitation and permit to undertake a small expedition. The permit would be granted because they are very uneasy at our orthodox science and astrophysics. IF we were not a mutated militaristic killer-race, the inner world could have been partly ours to love on long ago.

I HAVE no knowledge of disappearing people from the face of our world, least of all about who takes them, and why and how. The girl in Austria in 1948 when I escaped through the Iron Curtain from Hungary happened to be a true inner world breed, of which I had no knowledge at the time, nor till up to my journey into the hollow world.

She only disappeared from my point of view. As for the later facts, she simply went home to the hollow world society where I have re-met her while I was free to mix with her society.

Strangely enough as I learned later, the hollow world society males are not fertile human sperm- wise, while females can conceive at normal cycles. In fact no outside world male knows how many children he could have or have had within the hollow earth society.

This provides some facts as to why the hollow earth society population is one million, compared to 3 billion in the outer world population. For them it is no proposition to take people away from surface earth life, not even a person who had the mind of a hundred Einsteins. For them our knowledge and minds are totally meaningless, although the physical brain is identical to theirs.

THE CLOTHES they war are made of materials just like ours. Some are natural fibers and some are manufactured ones. In any case they have no need to wear many clothes in such tropical conditions. They don't seem to be fashion-minded.

[note: some might imagine 'nudist' colonies in this type of world, however that would cause numerous problems... one of them being a lack of privacy for if one lives in a society where nudity is encouraged or enforced it will be difficult to maintain any sense of personal privacy or self- respect... and this would pose problems with ones sense of individuality, sovereignty and free- choice that we so value in the outer world for if they are not allowed to consider their own bodies their "private" property they will have a difficult time considering anything their private property. Such societies may exist, but they would inevitably degrade ones sense of personal sovereignty, if not play into the hands of a group, collective or hive like society. - Branton]

The food they eat is what I would consider as coming from a superior earthly kitchen catering for non flesh-eaters. They have so many other fruits as yet unknown to us. To breed animals for their flesh is totally inconceivable.

Some groups of people don't eat at all in the sense of what we call food-to-stomach eating. They are the Old Ones who live thousands of years, by our time measurements. They have no digestive organs since they are fully grown and they feed themselves directly into the bloodstream with a special substance which leaves no by-product in the body. These special people are what we might call gods.

[note: why do I get the feeling that the 'Greys' are being referred to here. The Greys have no digestive tracts, and they absorb a liquid protein formula through their skin -- one must wonder WHERE the liquid protein comes from, and if this has something to do with the sparse population of the inner world? And the Greys have a tendency to have egos as big as their bulbous heads, and are notoriously prone to deceiving themselves and others into thinking that they created the Omniverse {i.e. that they are 'gods'}, the planets, the human race via genetic engineering and so on. Based on the atrocities the Greys have committed in the outer world and the deceptions they have propagated, then just how WELL OFF are those humans living within the concavity of this planet, considering many of them are apparently under the rule of these 'gutless' -- i.e. no digestive tract -- 'gods'. Just WHO or WHAT might 'resist' an outside expedition to this inner world, could it be the GREYS themselves, and their 'Aryan' friends who they apparently allowed 'inside' during and following World War II? It seems like there is a double standard at work here. Greys and Nazi's can have access to inter-planetary or intra- planetary technology, yet us "intolerant" individualistic and free-thinking meat-eaters of the outer world must be QUARANTEENED. Maybe these so-called 'gods' who have access to other worlds above, beyond and below this world simply don't want to let the 'herd' [us] out of the 'corral'. No wonder we have become such a violent race, considering the Greys and their collaborators have kept us locked in an overcrowded 'cradle' for thousands of years, and if one of the 'kids' discovers a new 'toy' that could be used to get beyond the confines of the 'cradle', that child is either 'initiated' into the other-world society and taken away, or has the 'toy' -- such as free energy technology that would liberate us from the manipulated-taxated-inflated-regulated system of economic servitude or slavery that most of us 'human cattle' live under -- yanked away from them, along with his/her life in some cases. If the folks 'way down under' disagree with this, then they have every right to do so... THAT IS IF they have succeeded in keeping the Reptiloids, the Greys and other like-minded space vermin from 'visiting' their world. - Branton]

To undertake such operations at the fully-grown age is totally at the option of the individual himself. In spite of the facts about semi- immortality [semi-immortality dependence on the consumption of blood and stolen life-force from other beings, as several of the more 'vampirial' space beings or even human satanists have been known to do in order to extend their own 'lives' beyond their normal longevity? - Branton] there do not seem to be enough volunteers to become the 'gods' of the galaxy. There is infinitely much more to the hollow earth society way of existence then one could possibly imagine from the science fiction writer's fertile mind point of view.

MOST CERTAINLY would I not only like to go back, but positively I will go back. This is my inevitable mission on Earth. One way or another within my lifetime the free energy devices will be built by mankind, based on the principles of knowledge I was granted with.

As a private person I could go back any time I wished to do so. But what for?... I could not live in the hollow earth for the rest of my life with my family because of the highly tropical conditions there, where the sun never sets. In short, I was not born there!

When I do go back for a visit it will have to be because of the achievement of a new kind of concept by mankind. In fact we have no other option or choice. I am afraid the same thing applies to the international Hollow Earth Society which the outside world has.

If the Hollow Earth Society (I mean the outside surface one) wishes to take part in a possible expedition into the hollow world then I would humbly suggest to the council of the society that they consider the authentic scientific knowledge already obtained before bothering about their method of clothing, food and the music they play, which are not relevant to any facts.

Please do not be dismayed but these questions I have answered, all of them are totally meaningless in relation to furthering the quest for truth.

The music they play is knowledge, otherwise the truth never will be known.