Hidden Truth. Forbidden Knowledge

"But this is why we're here." I exclaimed.

"Well, I didn't think they would actually come." She said.

"Well, then why did you come. Do you think this is a joke?" I asked. In her mind, she thought that maybe we would just have a sighting from far away. But it was a really close encounter with this craft, and she knew that they were there be­cause we contacted them and she knew they were signaling with us.

Chris Mansell and the Dutch woman who was with us were very calm and relaxed; Excited -- but not scared. But this one person was scared. And the mo­ment that her fear really broke through, the craft stopped coming towards us and then backed slowly away.

This was an act of compassion. Even though there was no threat at all from this craft, the ETs knew someone was afraid, and they gently and slowly backed off.

Then, the ship began to rise slowly and went up into the mist and off into the clouds.

As it did so, we could see that it was actually staying up in the clouds above us. We could still see its lights, but it appeared as a softly glowing amber object, float­ing silently. Amazingly, the compass we had continued to rotate counter-clockwise, the same way the craft rotated, until the needle on the compass made a complete 360 degree revolution all the way back to north.

It was a beautifully choreographed encounter. At the end of that hour, the sky opened up and this object appeared again, but this time higher. As I signaled to it, it signaled back to us and then it vanished. And that is how that CE5 ended.

As the event was unfolding, the rain had stopped to just a mist, and the whole area was enshrouded in clouds and fog.

Colin Andrews told us, as soon as he got on to the road and left, it was dry. I believe the lights seen earlier that were spinning around in the clouds above the farm were setting up a weather change that allowed this event to take place in privacy.

It turns out that the people who were attempting to spy on our expedition and disrupt the effort to make contact all left because they were discouraged by this 'terrible English weather'.

I realized from this experience that I really needed to better prepare people for contact. Participants would need to learn how to be more centered in consciousness so that they wouldn't be afraid, because it is an unusual experience, and there are unusual physiological and electromagnetic effects when you are fairly close to these objects. Being centered in calm, deep awareness is essential.

The next day it turned out there were a few people who were on some of the surrounding hills who saw much of this encounter, so we had corroboration - and word got out. The next day, it was a feeding frenzy of media and public inter­est.

Because of this, we did a briefing about this near-landing on the farm in Alton Barns.

When Chris Mansell got up, he said, "There was a bloody spaceship in the field and I was gobsmacked!" It was the first time I had ever heard that word, and it was just perfect!

By 1993, we had decided to expand these efforts and have a more sea- soned group of people called the Rapid Mobilization Investigation Team -- the RMIT.

CHAPTER 13

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Truth Stranger than

Fiction

In the Wcanic area in Mexico, near Popocatepetl, a whole series of ET events were taking place and were on the Mexican national news. These craft had been videotaped, photographed, and witnessed by thou- sands of people.

In the winter of 1993, we organized a team of ambassadors to go 011 an expedi­tion to Mexico to welcome these extraterrestrial people and to investigate why they were there. Before we went, I had a lucid dream where we were in a specific place with a mountain, some forests and an ET event taking place. It turned out this dream occurred exactly seven nights ~ adjusted for time zones — to the hour of when a major encounter occurred with our team in Mexico.

We found that on many of these expeditions, one or more of the people on the team have some type of pre-cognitive dream or experience prior to the event hap­pening in the 'physical here and now'.

The details in these dreams are very specific— the time of night, the look of the area, everything about it. This was also happening to other groups who were begin­ning to experiment with the CE-5 protocols.

But first, after landing in Mexico City, we were robbed by Federales at gunpoint. Our passports were confiscated. They asked for bribes of enormous sums of money for us to get them back.

We refer to this type of treatment as "the shakedown factor." After major chal­lenges, we eventually arrived at a rural area near the volcano. The very first night, we were on the side of the volcano that was closest to Mexico City Under the stars, we began to meditate and vector the ET craft into that spot. It got so cold at that altitude that frost actually formed on us.

Suddenly, a point of light appeared out of space that illuminated us, and a beam of light descended and flashed the entire group ~ submerg- ing us in a bright flash of blue-white light as if someone flashed a very bright flashbulb. We got the sense that the ETs were checking us out- a type of scanning procedure. At the same time I felt that there was a mes- sage in that event - that they were welcoming us. We

had been in the country six hours when this happened.

The next day we went around the back side of Popo and arrived in the little town of Atlixco, where 90 percent of the people had seen these objects around the volcano.

We sensed that the ETs were there because the ring of fire was going to become more and more unstable, and this was the fourth largest vol- cano in the world, looming outside one of world's most populous cities.

We sensed that the extraterrestrial vehicles were there to monitor the situation and take actions to help stabilize the earth.

We found a perfect site near the little Indian village called Atlimayaya. Atlimayaya is at the end of the road past Atlixco and Metepec. The glow from the city of Puebla can be seen from the high plane, at the base of the volcano outside Atlima- yaya.

Atlimayaya literally is where the road ends. From there, the native people go on trails out into the jungle and the forest at the base of the volcano.

Off the road to Atlimayaya we set up our operation with five CSETI members present. Once I saw the setting, I knew that it was exactly what I had seen in the lu­cid dream seven days before.

And so I said, "This is exactly where we should be!"

The moon was up and about two-thirds full. After a period of doing the CE-5 contact protocols I grew very tired and laid down.

I settled into a deep meditative state, very relaxed. Then suddenly, I got a clear message that said, "Sit up and look to the right!"

So I sat up and looked to the right; coming towards us from the vol- cano, was an enormous triangular craft .

We all stood and connected to the ship. I could see in my minds eye the person in charge of the craft and the other beings on the craft-they were all extremely lu­minous and white.

These ETs were very directly connected to us, by way of a device that was on board the craft. They were absolutely locked-on to our consciousness, using a mind-technology interface device.

As always, we were using thought and consciousness as a vectoring tool.

To confirm that they were seeing us, we signaled with very bright lights, and then this huge craft signaled back - and turned directly towards us.

Then it made an almost perfect circle around us, hovering very low, just a few hundred feet above us. It was the size of about three football fields on each side of the triangle with a light at each corner. As it signaled to us, the entire leading edge of it would light up.

All of us could sense the extraterrestrial beings, and three of the five of us saw

the same beings and received the same message about why they were here, the vol­cano erupting and what would happen in the future.

The craft then went off towards the direction of Puebla. As it left, we were saying good-bye, and I signaled toward the receding edge one more time. Suddenly, the other edge of it that was leaving the area signaled back and said good-bye.

It then descended lower than our altitude and disappeared some- where into a valley.

Later that same night, we were sitting in a meditative state, connect- ing with cos­mic beings, at the base of the beautiful snow capped volcano. As we looked up, we saw that a very unusual oval- shaped ring of clouds had formed to the left of the vol­cano, that looked exactly like a humanoid face !

And the two brightest stars in the sky, were exactly centered where there should be eyes.

This cosmic face was looking at us from beside the volcano. And there was no question in any of our minds that this was a very unusual signal from these be­ings saying that they were still with us.

On the day of this event, we had been exploring the area on foot. We went on a hike deep into the jungle and found an ancient pyramid covered with plants that to my knowledge was not on any map.

While we were there, we had a series of very unusual mystical experiences with nature and the volcano. We met some native people who related stories to us about what they had experienced with the extraterrestrial beings in the area. The messages and images they received were nearly identical to ours.

As we left the jungle we looked up and saw in the sky a formation of clouds that made the exact shape of an eagle. And the beak of the eagle was pointing to pre­cisely where our field -work site would be that night. We knew everything was be­ing orchestrated by a higher intelligence, the one Mind of the cosmos through which we are all connected.

Over the course of those five days, we had multiple sightings of these ET craft, in­cluding smaller disc-shaped ones that would come straight up out of the volcano, circle the top of it and then fly off into space.

All of these accounts have been written up in more detail in my first book.

The key to everything that happened is universal awareness and an intent that is good and peaceful.

By 1993, it was clear to me that this effort to create contact between humans and extraterrestrial people was attainable. It was no longer a theoretical question. By then, there had been hundreds of people in the United States, Europe, England and Mexico that had been with us on expeditions where contact had been made. Many of these events had been filmed, and all of them had been mass witnessed.

So now what? If we have the body politic and the masses of the people of the earth being lied to about this, how far can we take this? We needed some way of educating larger numbers of people in the world. I knew we must bring out the truth. We needed to provide the evidence and this peaceful perspective to our po­litical leaders, our governmental leaders and the scientific community- and most importantly those running these covert programs.

Word of our work was out and I developed a network of military, political and scientific contacts between 1990 and '93.

We also learned that there were extremely powerful weapon systems being used to target extraterrestrial spacecraft and destroy them. We learned that rogue, covert projects were running these operations and that this was one of the greatest threats to world peace- ever. But the entire matter was being completely ignored by the media, by the main- stream military community and by the mainstream po­litical community-- never mind the man on the street.

So at this point I felt it was important to bring together people to try to disclose the evidence and the facts -and explain to the public and our leaders what the mean­ing is behind the ET presence.

I began to articulate this concept of pulling together people to dis- close the truth so that it would not be just an ad hoc group of part-time people making con­tact, but society at large would begin to acknowledge that we are not alone. It was time for the community of civilized people to take responsibility for the relation­ship between humans and extraterrestrial people in an enlightened and peaceful way.

If we didn't do it, no matter how much contact our little group might have, it couldn't begin to correct the problems of a multi-hundred bil- lion dollar per year Shadow Government that had enormous technolog- ical prowess, reconnaissance abilities and weapons that were being deployed all over the world - and in space. We knew these weapons were attacking ET vehicles and the people on them, and we had multiple independent corroborating military witnesses to this.

In the summer of 1993, I was invited by some people to come to a home near the Monroe Institute in Virginia to discuss the initiative to disclose all this infor­mation to the world.

Some very fine people were there - but later I found there were some people who were there with other agendas. We discussed how to best achieve disclosure and how to reach the larger society.

Towards the end of that meeting, I decided to commit to this effort - what is now known as the Disclosure Project. (In the early days it was an unnamed initiative and later had a project name given to it called, "Project Starlight.")

As I was leaving the area near the Monroe Institute, which is very near where

we now live, I was hit by some sort of an electronic weapon system. I suddenly be­came completely and utterly disoriented, febrile - as if I was on fire from the in­side.

I became so disoriented while driving my vehicle, that I didn't know if I was back in England (we had been in England earlier in July)- or where I was! I didn't know which side of the road I should be on, and in fact I discovered I was on the wrong side of the road! If I had not been able to transcend the power of this weapon, and snap back in and re-ori- ent, I am certain I would have been killed in a head-on collision leaving the area of the Monroe Institute. It was very disturbing.

I learned from that experience that there are shadowy people watch- ing what we are doing very carefully, and that they would do almost any- thing to try to stop us. But when I'm faced with such a challenge, my reaction is to fight twice as hard!

Over the course of the next few months, I talked to people I knew who were in the political and military realm who showed great interest in what we were do­ing. Many supported the Disclosure Project. We put together a team of people to create a plan to get this information to our leaders.

I began to articulate this agenda to groups, explaining that it was time for the truth to come out. As a result, a large network of support developed. After one of these talks in Colorado, a gentleman (I'll call him M.J.) came up to me and said, "I know a few folks in Washington who can help."

I'm all ears." I said.

"I'm friends with the new CIA director, Jim Woolsey. He used to be on the board of my institute. What you're saying makes sense. And it needs to happen." He said, very sincerely.

It turns out, M.J. had been one of the people following our work, and had written a book -- under contract from the Coast Guard. It was for the military in general and there was a section of the book on wildcard scenarios of events that could hap­pen in the future, but were not anticipated by the mainstream military.

A section of it was about CSETI and the CE5 initiative- though it wasn't named. But it described everything we had done, and even included scenarios like a group going out to a beach in Florida, making contact with ETs!

I then realized there was another whole orbit of people watching what we were doing. Many of them were futurists and people connect- ed to top national security and intelligence fields who felt that this information should begin to come out.

Around that same time some people in New York who were friends with Laurance Rockefeller approached me and said, "You know, this is something that Laurance Rockefeller is very interested in."

"I'm willing to meet with anyone about this." I said.

I ended up having a series of meetings in the summer and fall of 1993, and one of them was with our military advisor for the project, a Naval Commander, whose father and grandfather had both been deputy directors of NASA and before that NACA. He had been very supportive since 1991, when we first met, and he said that, "You know, I can help you with the military end."

Then another man surfaced who was a friend of Bill Clinton who said, "I can help you with the political end."

And other people surfaced and said, "Look we can get this information to the CIA director and to the national security people."

And another man surfaced who wanted to get this information to Dr. Jack Gib­bons, who was the President's Science Advisor. Then another man, whose brother was the science advisor to Al Gore, the Vice- President, helped us.

So a whole group of people assembled rather quickly around this time.

I was very aware that there could be a number of mixed agendas going on. And at the same time, I was acutely sensitive to the need not to be prejudiced against anyone because of his affiliations. My goal was to simply speak the truth, explain what needed to be done and educate.

By this point, there were CIA people surfacing, flying into Asheville where we lived then, saying, "Do it and do it now! We're part of a group that wants to see this happen. It has been kept secret for too long!"

My largest effort has been associated with providing information and perspective to people who are in clandestine programs or are in what people call the 'control group' or high cabal.

Much of what I have written and said has been oriented towards providing infor­mation and a new paradigm to those people.

In September of 1993, our military advisor had approached the man who at that time was the head of intelligence for the joint staff -- an Admiral. He later be­came Director of Naval Intelligence (DNI).

Our military advisor said to the Admiral, "Look, I'm working with Dr. Greer of CSETI, and we want to meet with the people at the Foreign Technology Division of Wright-Patterson Air Force Base." This is the entity that had received some of the material from the extraterrestrial vehicles retrieved from New Mexico in the '40s. As it turns out, this group has been renamed the National Air Intelligence Center or NAIC. But in 1993 it was called the Foreign Aerospace Science and Technology Center - FASTC. Interesting how they keep changing names!

Surprised, this admiral pushed back from the desk and asked, "Are you seri­ous?"

"Yes, sir." Said Will.

And then the Admiral asked, "Well, is Dr. Greer serious? Is he credible?"

And he said, "Extremely credible, sir."

So the Admiral said, "All right. I'll set it up."

He called Wright-Patterson Air Force Base, and said, "I want you to meet with Dr. Greer and his team."

But the Base Commander said, "We won't allow it."

Eventually the Admiral ordered the head of Air Force Intelligence to make the meeting happen.

That same week in September of 1993, I had been invited by Laurance

Rockefeller to his "JY" ranch in the Tetons.

So first I went out to Laurance's ranch. As it turns out, a number of people in­volved with this subject had been invited to the Ranch, many who were tied into the intelligence community.

In addition, there was one of Rockefeller's chief aides, a wonderful man, who was very supportive of our work. Also there was a 'woman in red', whom it turned out had been in Laurance Rockefeller's circle for years. Her husband (I'll call him Bruce) was on the boards of Morgan Stanley and many top transnational com­panies and was also a CIA operative. (He told me this personally.) He also had been one of President Reagan's ambassadors.

So into this interesting mix arrives this country doctor from North Carolina, who has been making contact with the ETs!

At an early meeting, I explained that we were putting together a team of top mili­tary insiders and evidence, and intended to disclose the matter to the public. You could have heard a pin drop in the room.

They asked, "You're going to do what?" And, "Who are you working with," and, "What is going on?"

I said, "Well, when I leave here I'm going straight to Wright-Patterson Air Force Base. There are covert military and intelligence factions that are supportive of dis­closure. I am not speculating on this." I was very forth coming.

"Here's what we're going to do.." It was clear people were stunned. It was obvi­ous that there were people at this meeting who were out- raged at the prospect of a disclosure. I remember having a conversation in '92 with some of General T.E.'s people who asked, "If you make con- tact where it's a very large event that gets tele­vised, will you allow us to control it first before it gets out to the public?" "No, I won't." I said.

Then they said, "We control the media, and all the satellites they use; so we will take control." To my disappointment, it was confirmed to me again by CB Scott Jones that, ultimately, that it would, indeed, be con- trolled.

Yet, I vowed, "We're going to keep this as independent as is human- ly possible."

The JY Ranch is surrounded by Grand Teton National Park. On the first day we

were there, I was on a walk around the lake with two prominent abduction research­ers. I'll never forget how one of them (I'll call him Mr. X) proceeded to inform me that he was a big advocate of hallucinogenic drugs — that in fact at that very mo­ment, he was on hallucinogenic drugs! Of course, he was stumbling around the lake, falling over logs and I knew something was not right!

So here is this famous abduction researcher, who told me that his work in­volved people whom he encouraged to take hallucinogenic drugs to "help recall their abduction and sexual experiences with aliens." !!!

I thought, "Oh, my God. So that's how that 'spin' is making its way into the public."

Of course, I subsequently learned that Mr. X had deep connections to the MK Ultra CIA program dating back to the 1950s and 60's. They were developing mind control with the use of hallucinogenic drugs.

There is a complete and utter infiltration of civilian ufology with people who are operatives from covert, shadowy intelligence fields, and who are involved in some of the most bizarre mind control experiments, including high powered drugs mixed in with electronics and so-called psychotronic weapon systems.

The truth is so much stranger than any fiction you will ever read.

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Disinformation

I was mortified to find Mr X proudly admitting that he did this type of leading hypnosis, at times so stoned on hallucinogenic drugs that he said, "I can't get up off the couch to even get a cup of coffee. I have to have an assistant bring it to me."

During these sessions he said that he would be leading his abductees under hyp­nosis and in an altered state of consciousness, where they would 'discover' their hidden alien experiences!

I thought to myself, "Mother of God. Here we have multi-hundred- thousand dol­lar book deals and research programs funded by Rockefellers and Prince S. A., foisted onto the gullible public. And all these things are presumed true due to the stamp of this researcher!"

By 1993, therefore, it was obvious to me how elaborate the hoax was that was be­ing perpetrated on the public. And that 90-plus percent of the information in the public domain on UFOs, extraterrestrials and encounters with ETs was all bogus dis­information- designed to scare the hell out of people.

From 1993 until now, it has personally been very difficult for me to live with this knowledge. I have held my fire concerning the corruption and the outright hoaxing of information and experiences that are foisted on the mainstream public through multi-million dollar disinformation campaigns related to UFOs and extra­terrestrials.

But suffice it to say that the entire field of UFO research is so mobbed up and so labyrinthine, that at least 90 percent of everything that has ever been put out in the public domain on this subject is complete fabrication and carefully tailored disinformation and psychological war- fare programming.

Mr X and I had an interesting philosophical discussion, but it was difficult to go too far because of incoherence on his part from all of his drug use.

What isn't known is that Mr X is a major abuser of those substances and also has encouraged people who abused them to come forward and get in this folie-a-deux -this conjoint madness to concoct alien encounters, and then rubber-stamp them as having actually happened.

Now, one of the interesting things that was discussed was how he had been "perse­cuted" for doing this abduction research, and that he was some type of victim.

In reality, what happened is that not only had he been doing drugs with his sub­jects, but he had been doing something that is an absolute ethical no-no: He had been billing his research subjects for his time. In a research experiment, you can't charge the subjects. This is highly immoral and unethical.

One of the things that I learned in the course of this meeting at the JY Ranch with Laurance Rockefeller was that David Rockefeller, of Chase Manhattan Bank and Nelson, who had been US Vice President and had passed away, were very much involved in the secret government. Laurance Rockefeller knew of these things but he was really more of the philosopher king of the family and was not the power guy. He was a professional philanthropist, who genuinely wanted to just give away his wealth before he died.

Unfortunately, he had morally inept people surrounding him, including this nest of CIA people, not the least of which was the 'woman in red' whose husband was CIA.

So into this mess steps Laurance Rockefeller wanting to support get- ting informa­tion out about this subject. But his money is intercepted by CIA operatives and ne'er-do-wells and is funneled away into bogus abduction research, substance abuse, and all kinds of other craziness.

One man in Laurence's circle specifically intercepted what would have been an enormous amount of funding for CSETI to have a CE5 Initiative professionally supported, and took it into his own institute, so it could then be funneled back into other clandestine operations.

This I know for a personal fact.

So Laurance had some very good intentions, but was surrounded by a circle that was infested with a number of intelligence operatives who were hell bent on keep­ing his resources away from productive work.

Their task was to open a toilet lid and put millions of dollars in it and then flush it into the sewer. And that is what they did. I witnessed it firsthand, and it was a tragedy of the first order of magnitude.

Eventually, Laurance Rockefeller's whole interest in this area got intercepted by this 'woman in red', whose ethics were appalling.

Around this same time, we had put together a series of documents that consti­tuted what is called "The Best Available Evidence." In the spirit of collegiality, I shared this openly as a work-in-progress with Laurance and with other people.

It turns out that the 'woman in red' intercepted it, took Laurance Rockefel­ler's and one of CSETI's stalwart supporter's money and hired a writer within the UFO community He then took it, rewrote it, put their name on it, copyrighted it and stole it from us. Later, when we tried to use it for further free and open brief­ings, she hired one of the biggest law firms in Washington and threatened to sue me! How nice... This, after they stole the concept, including the title of the entire document.

Notwithstanding these issues, I developed a bond with Laurance. I had some very lovely times with him and his wonderful wife, Mary.

I recall, towards the end of one evening, Laurance and I walked out onto a wooden deck off from the lodge where we were meeting at his ranch. On this deck was a statue of a Native American on horseback with headdress, arms out­stretched to the stars.

We were looking up at the sky and talking.

Laurence turned to me, and said, "You realize that no aspect of life on earth will be unchanged by this matter being disclosed, so profound and far-reaching are the im­plications."

"Yes, Laurance, that's why it's secret and that's why it has to happen." I said. "But we need your help."

"I want to help." He said. "But my family is already jumping up and down on my feet because I'm involved this much!"

"You still need to do the right thing here." I replied. "It's much too

dangerous." He said.

"Well, Laurance, my God, you're old, you're rich, and you're a Rockefel­ler!"

He replied, "My hands are tied. But know this — you have to do it.. Think of it this way: It's like a flock of geese in a "V" formation, and you need to be up here at the front breaking new territory, and we will be back here."

"Oh!" I laughed, "Yes, after I have broken all the resistance of the head wind."

"But I have to stay back here." He said. "I can't be up there. The family won't have it."

So you have people like Laurance Rockefeller, who really wanted to do the right thing- but he allowed his wings to be clipped by family loyalties, and was sur­rounded by a mob of intelligence operatives and spooks who were hell bent on intercepting his interests, and making sure that whatever support he could give, went into the toilet.

Many wonderful things happened, including the fact that we were able to put together briefing materials which Laurance Rockefeller used to personally brief Bill and Hillary Clinton at the "JY" Ranch.

You may remember that the first couple of summers of the Clinton White House, the Clintons would spend vacations at the Rockefeller Ranch. Laurance gave the ranch to Senator Jay Rockefeller from West Virginia, but it was still the family ranch. There, they were able discuss with Bill and Hillary Clinton the in­formation we had assembled on the ET matter. Laurance was sincerely trying to get this information to the right people.

I later found out from a friend of the Clinton's that when President Clinton re­turned to the White House and was reviewing the briefing documents again he exclaimed —and she did a perfect impersonation of Bill Clinton— " I know this is all true, but God damn it, they won't tell me a thing. Not a God damned thing !"

Later I was invited to go to a meeting in New York to give a presentation at the home of a novelist named Judith Green, who had an apart- ment on Park Avenue. There was a large group of people present, including Mrs. Boutros Ghali, Rockefel­ler's representatives -- a whole group of people from high New York Society were present.

I spoke about contact with these life forms and what it would take to create a peaceful world here so that we could live in harmony with our extraterrestrial neighbors. My talk was very well-received and subsequently, I was able to meet with Mrs. Boutros Ghali.

It was disappointing, however, that some there had the misconceptions that are in rampant circulation in the mass media and UFO circles.

Those who put out distorted research dealing with cattle mutilations, human vivi­section, alien rapes and encounters get enormous funding from the covert group and their friends and contacts in the disinformation arm. They control and spin disinformation to the mainstream media, the UFO public, and what I call the "re­tail consumers of all things extraterrestrial", who swallow hook, line and sinker their harvest of fear.

They are very good at packaging it and seeing that only those aspects of the UFO subculture that support the party line of fear get financial support, publicity etc. Now, unfortunately, blowing the whistle on that hasn't endeared me to some folks, but the truth is, people need to know how clever this group is at duping researchers to put out disinformation.

For example, many so-called abduction researchers receive leads to abductees by being tipped off by these shadowy groups and their con- tacts. Often these leads are people who have been abducted in mind con- trol experiments that are run completely by shadowy human paramilitary operations.

The information out in the public on this subject is so polluted and corrupted with disinformation and hoaxed events,that you really have to scrap it and start all over.

This is not what I thought was true in 1990, but by 1993, I had heard it and seen it firsthand at the deepest and highest levels of the intelligence community. As I met first-hand with these shadowy groups and figures, this was no longer just a theory on my part, but became something I knew to be true.

Unfortunately, I have had to live with a terrible burden of how much of this to say to the public. We know it will create a firestorm of hatred against us by the very ma­chine that wants the world deceived. This huge disinformation campaign puts out enough fool's gold that the truth- the kernel of real gold- is buried under a moun­tain of fool's gold. And most people aren't doing an assay and wouldn't even think to do one!

So everyone is accepting fool's gold and mistaking it for the real thing. Why? Because the central operation of the past 40 or 50 years has set up false decoy databases and decoy belief systems, to distract people from what's actually true.

This shadowy cabal forces into the civilian population completely concocted pseudo- extraterrestrial events. Very advanced technologies are used so that covert programs can simulate an extraterrestrial event, an abduction, or a cattle mutila­tion that looks like 'aliens' are invading. In reality, the operation is being run out of a facility in New Mexico or Utah, using unmarked helicopters and specially trained people who swoop in and stage these hoaxed events. This is carefully cali­brated psychological warfare. The stakes are enormous. The propaganda purpose is very simple: Put out enough fearsome and scary information so that the operation can seed into the consciousness of the masses a back-of-the- mind fear of anything from outer space. Eventually the deceived masses will be brainwashed enough to support armed conflict between planets.

It is all part of a preparatory or 'acclimation' disinformation and mind control pro­gram. The public is being "dis-informed" under the pretext of being "informed." And there are willing and unwilling dupes within civilian UFO research who are part of this.

Most of them are unwitting dupes. They don't even know they are being played.

But who is doing this? It is not as direct as "the government" you learned about in civics class! What government? Which government? The Shadow Gov­ernment- The Secret Government.

Is the secret shadow government directly controlling these things? It's even more subtle than that. Do they have agents within the civilian UFO world? Yes. Frighteningly, many of them.

Equally scary is another way in which they achieve their purpose. By putting up enough believable disinformation and hoaxing enough events they are able to per­suade researchers to accept these bogus events with- out question and then report them to the public in various magazines and books. The vicious cycle continues - the public unthinkingly accepts these reports as reality.

It is a complex issue, but it is very easy to fool people if they don't know there is a 'faux phenomenon' or false phenomenon paralleling the factual and actual extra­terrestrial phenomenon. With unlimited funds and sophisticated electronics and technologies, it is easy for this rogue clandestine group to do that.

This group has enormous resources, while on the other side of the equation is a poorly funded, amateur, hobbyist UFO civilian community. It is like taking candy from a baby.

This is a rule of thumb that you can go by: If there is a lot of money behind it, and if there is a lot of fearsome, scary, spooky almost demon- like information asso­ciated with it, you can be assured that it is disinformation that has wittingly or un­wittingly been proffered to the public.

Many people don't realize that in cases of, say, animal mutilations, the vast major­ity have reports of unmarked helicopters and human commando style operations do­ing these "events." This is well known in the research community, but these facts never get reported to the public. The event is always portrayed as an alien mutilation of our innocent live- stock!

Think about this. We have a public that loves to go down to McDonald's and eat hamburgers. And this public is being informed that evil aliens are invading and torturing our poor cows! Come on!

There is a psychological warfare component to all this. The people who trade in these scary scenarios find out quickly that if they go the direction of negativity, they get a lot of funding and grant supports from certain quarters. If they don't go negative, or if they begin to tell the truth, all their financial support dries up.

This is precisely why CSETI and the Disclosure Project has never had any seri­ous funding. We refuse to lie about these things. We refuse to go negative. And we refuse to put out information that scares the hell out of the population.

I have said publicly that if I were to write a book that said I had been abducted and kidnapped, vivisected or sexually molested, by fearsome extraterrestrials from Tau Epsilon, I could retire a very wealthy man. The book advances, the screen plays and the media deals would be extremely generous. That's the truth.

Now, back to the story. I left the Rockefeller ranch and went direct- ly to Wright Patterson Air Force Base with our military advisor and one other gentleman and met with a Colonel Kanola and Bruce Ashcroft, a civilian intelligence officer also considered a 'public information officer'.

We did not go there to view the extraterrestrial bodies or material that had been there since the 40s. The purpose of the visit was for me to do a briefing to them about what we were doing and how necessary it was for them to be ready for change. You will remember how the Admiral at the Joint Chiefs of Staff had ordered the meeting, and actually had to pull rank with the head of Air Force Intelligence to make it happen.

The meeting went on for an hour or two, during which time I made a very clear case regarding how we had established contact on numerous occasions with the UFOs in question. They were writing furiously as we disclosed this information to them. We continued to explain that it was well past time for this information to be disclosed to the public.

At one point, the Colonel asked, "Well, what if these life forms are hostile?"

I looked at him and I said, "You know what? You and I wouldn't be having this conversation if they were hostile given the fact that the technologies that they have are so advanced that they can alter the fabric of space-time. If they were hostile, in a nanosecond the earth could be turned into a cinder floating through space and you know it. And inso- far as we have been doing reckless and dangerous things against them for decades, the fact that you and I still are breathing the free air of earth is abundant testimony to their non-violence."

He just looked at me.

We left briefing materials at Wright-Patterson AFB with these officials. Later, my military advisor was able to get into the computer system and see that all these materials were accessible in the archives of Air Force Intelligence at Wright Patterson. The CSETI contact events and our best available evidence and assessment of the situation were all there, in that computer system.

But after the material began to be accessed by higher ups or their aides, it dis­appeared. Our material was never seen again!

A little postscript to this experience: Later we learned that Admiral Cramer was told that he was not to be involved in this sort of meeting again. When our mili­tary advisor went back to visit the Admiral, his aide insisted, "Don't ever bring up that subject again with Admiral Cramer. He can't talk about that!"

Do you think that we should have been surprised to learn that, short- ly after­wards, he was promoted from being head of Intelligence Joint Staff, to being Direc­tor of Naval Intelligence - DNI?

I was told that Admiral Cramer was rewarded for not pushing this issue any­more. Hence, the promotion up to DNI. The bitter irony here is that he was proba­bly given more information about the subject after he was rewarded for dropping the subject.

CHAPTER 15

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The Crossing Point of

By the fall of 1993, I was on a very steep learning curve regarding how the shadow government had infiltrated not only the covert world and the government and corporations, but also the civilian media and the civilian UFO community

After the Rockefeller meeting and our briefings at Wright-Patterson AFB, I recon­nected with the man who was friends with CIA Director Woolsey. He was con­vinced that we needed to get this infonnation, through a number of channels, to not only the President but other senior officials in the Administration. We were do­ing this through the President's science advisor, Rockefeller, and a friend of Bill Clinton who supported our effort. This man's brother was also in the White House, and a very close associate of Bill Clinton's.

We were approaching the powers that be in a friendly, helpful way, saying, "Look, the time has come for disclosure to happen. The Cold War is over. There is a window of opportunity here, to disclose to the public, in a positive way, the fact that these extraterrestrial vehicles are real and that there are classified projects that may have been justifiable during the pressures of the Cold War, but are not justifiable any longer. Disclosure needs to happen now. We have a chance to make a break from the past."

We were also saying, in the same breath: "If you don't do it, we will. We'll find a way to do it by collecting enough sources to make a convincing case." This is ex­actly what the Disclosure Project is.

With this fresh impetus, we decided we needed to get further insight into the intel­ligence operations.

James Woolsey was nominated and confirmed by the Senate in 1993, and now in our story this is September of '93, so he had not been in that position for very long. We found out from our senior White House con- tacts that, in fact, the President, as well as the CIA Director, were trying to find out through channels what the truth was about this subject. We were also told that they were being flat-out lied to.

I have a letter that was Fed Ex'ed to me in the fall of 1993 by this CIA Director's

friend, saying that CIA Director Woolsey had made inquiries into the UFO matter and could not find out anything about it and was being lied to. Further, they knew they were being lied to! He told me that the CIA Director wanted me to come to Washington, and that I was going to be the first person to brief the CIA Director on this. Well, I thought that he had gone stark, raving, mad. I'm think­ing, here I am, a country doctor in North Carolina. And I'm supposed to be going to DC to meet with the Director of Central Intelligence on something that is Spook Central? Right!

To be honest with you, my initial reaction was that this had to be a prevarica­tion. I viewed it as a cover story- that the CIA Director knew everything and that he just wanted to find out what we knew and what we were up to. As it turned out I was wrong, and Woolsey and the President really were out of the loop.

On December 13th, 1993, we went to Washington to meet with Woolsey. The cover story was a dinner at his friend's house. It was the six of us, the three cou­ples: my wife and I, the CIA Director and his wife, who, happily, was the chief oper­ating officer of the National Academy of Sciences (so we were able to kill two birds with one stone); his friend and his wife. Our hostess it turned out, didn't know who was coming to din- ner until the day of the event! Can you imagine? "Honey, guess who's coming to dinner? Oh, the CIA Director and this extraterrestrial ex­pert, Dr. Greer." Wow. Can you imagine coming home and telling your wife that?

I remember arriving in the late afternoon at the CIA Director's friend's house, with Emily. I had a whole briefcase full of materials. We discussed what we were going to do, but I had no idea how long this meeting might be. We all knew that this was a very serious briefing for the CIA Director. He was being lied to about the most important secret in the history of the world. Woolsey's wife ar­rived first by private vehicle, and then the CIA Director arrived via Secret Service es­cort. After initial greetings and about ten minutes of going through some of the mate- rials, documents, photographs, cases and so forth, the CIA Director said, "Yes, I know these are real."

It turns out that he and his wife had actually seen one of these UFOs years ago in New Hampshire, and so he didn't have any doubt that they existed. But what he wanted to know was: Why wasn't he being told anything? And were there any cur­rent projects dealing with it? And why were the extraterrestrials here? And what does all this mean?

People often think that senior officials like that would be laughing up their sleeve at this subject. But no! The man was visibly shaken. He was profoundly upset that as CIA Director, something this important was being withheld from him and the President. He was extremely upset about it. At one point, I thought he was ac­tually going to break down and cry. I considered his reaction an entirely appropriate response, given the gravity of the subject, and I was hopeful of the outcome of the meeting.

The meeting that I thought might be half an hour or so, went on for nearly three hours. During that meeting, we discussed everything he wanted to know. And I told him why the extraterrestrials were here, and I explained why this was being kept secret. And I explained exactly what should be done to fix the problem.

It was, I was acutely aware, a terrible responsibility to take on. I felt the gravity of this situation. I'm dealing with someone who is arguably one of the most pow­erful people in the world, and I find out the emperor has no clothes! I find out that information is lost in the system and being denied to people who are running the most powerful country in the world. And then I find out they're not running the country at all and that there's a Shadow Government that's really running the whole show, and that this is now being confirmed to me by a sitting CIA Director.

I went from being a complete skeptic -- that someone at that level of power and authority would really be out of the loop -- to understanding how far out of the loop he was: And not just the CIA Director, but also the President. It was then that I realized the severity of the dysfunction within what we think is a constitu­tional republic and a democratic type of government- to the point that there is flat-out lying to people at this level of constitutional authority and responsibility. I doubted that the CIA Director, the President, and others who were being denied access to these projects were being lied to.

But, because now I have been with people like a sitting CIA Director and sitting members of the Senate Intelligence Committee and similar officials throughout the world, and seen their faces and their body language and their reactions, I can as­sure you that things are not what big media tells you they are.

I shared with Woolsey the information that these extraterrestrial beings were here for peaceful purposes. I explained that many UFO sightings were of craft made by covert programs in the United States and elsewhere- that the technologies behind these vehicles are very powerful and are in the wrong hands. I also made the point that this matter had to be brought under constitutional control and it could only be done by the President. As a weak back-up position, the Congress could do an inves­tigation, but really, because of the structure of the executive branch and its supervi­sory and immediate control over the chain of command, leadership had to come from the executive branch - the President.

Toward the end of the meeting, I remember giving him a set of recommenda­tions which we subsequently published. So here's the scene: I deliver the evidence into the hands of a sitting CIA Director, recommend what needs to be done to dis­close this information, end the secrecy, and get this matter back under proper con­trol and oversight. I'm naturally hoping for some action, but what he asked me

was: "How do we disclose that which we have no access to?"

Disappointed, but still pressing the point, I said, "You have to get con- trol of it. You have to insist on access." He just looked away. He knew what was involved.

During the time we sat down for our dinner, the CIA Director was sitting across from me, and his wife was next to him. The group was dis- cussing all these issues that had been raised. Finally, Dr. Woolsey, the CIA Director's wife, asked "Do you know how these craft communicate across the vast distances of space?"

I remember going through a quick but agonizing inner gut check: Do I tell her the truth and lose all credibility? Or do I tell her a lie or a sanitized version of the truth and maintain some respectability? And I thought, no, I've got to just tell her the truth, as far-out as the truth may sound.

So I said, "Look, these extraterrestrial civilizations have figured out the structure of space and time and non-locality." I saw some puzzled looks and knew I had to explain in detail. "It's like this, take our own galaxy, the Milky Way Galaxy, which is 100,000 light years or so across. A nearby star system might be one percent of the distance from us, which is 1,000 light years. Let's use that as an example. Look, if you had to communicate to that star system, and it had to return a reply, you'd have to say, 'Hi, how are you?' and they'd come back and say, 'Fine, thank you very much; how are you doing?' -- just that exchange would take 2,000 years! How and why? — a light year is the distance conventional electro- magnetic waves travel, at 186,000 miles a second, over the course of a whole year. So, 1,000 light years means it'd take 1,000 Earth years for us to get a message there and another 1,000 to get the message back. And that's only one percent of the distance across our own galaxy!"

"The speed of light is just too damned slow," I continued. "It's not a viable means of communication or travel when you start talking about inter-stellar dis­tances. Quite frankly, it's barely sufficient, if you're not over the speed of light, to go around even our own solar system. This means that any civilization that's got­ten here has mastered those technologies and sciences that deal with everything beyond the speed of light-- what I call the crossing point of light. If they've mas­tered that, they have discovered this nexus where electromagnetism, matter, space, time and consciousness all come together." It is, in fact, like the Moody Blues song - 'Thinking is the best way to travel'.

I explained that these extraterrestrial civilizations have technology- assisted con­sciousness systems, as well as consciousness-assisted technology, where there's an in­terface between mind and thought and a specialized physics and electromagnetism. And so when they communicate, the message is communicated from Point A, say here on Earth, back to a home planet, Point B, 1,000 light years away, in real time. That's because it has dropped out of linear space-time and has crossed over into this non-local aspect of the universe. This involves some very sophisticated phys­ics but also encompasses the realms of thought and of conscious- ness.

They can think to a device or interface with a device, and it will instantly and accurately convey that signal and that message to another point -- and this is tech­nological; it's not just 'telepathic'. The information and images are transferred non- locally to another point in space, no matter how far away, in real time. It is like two nodes, instantaneously resonating. The signal goes from one node to another, bypassing linear space-time.

Dr. Woolsey looked at me and said, "I thought it had to be something like that." She really did get it.

When you're dealing with civilizations that are traveling through inter-stellar distances, it is crucial to realize that they have had to master the sciences that in­volve consciousness, thought, electromagnetism, and non-locality. Hence, the CSETI protocols have a component that deals with non-locality and conscious­ness and directed coherent thought. This is because the ETs have technologies that pick up coherent and directed thought signals as clearly as we would pick up an electromagnet- ic signal from a laser or a radio or cell phone. It is very scientific and very reproducible- it is a science not widely known on earth today.

I think a lot of people can now understand this concept. Thankfully, there are now enough people who have arrived at a post-quantum under- standing of the Uni­verse.

A number of people I've worked with who have been in covert aero- space and electronics firms that deal with this subject have confirmed to me that we have re­trieved extraterrestrial communication devices that do exactly that: they interface with thought and consciousness and respond to thought and consciousness. They are tuned to be able to do that.

Well, the hours spent with the CIA Director and his wife were certainly event­ful and revealing. Toward the end of the evening, I sensed that he very much ap­preciated the information and was very interested. But I also sensed the profound tragedy and sadness in the moment when he asked me, "How do we disclose some­thing we don't have access to?"- I realized then the enormity of the challenge ahead of us. I recalled the dysfunction that we had been warned about by Eisenhower when he said, beware the military industrial complex and the threat to our liberty and security by its excesses. What Eisenhower warned us about had fully matured into a level of dysfunction that was of truly epic proportions and I was witnessing it firsthand.

As we said goodbye I realized that the entire time we had been inside, the place had been monitored; we saw there were Secret Service people out front. Of course, they had a sag wagon and armed guards with ear- phones. The works!

In many ways, the encounter was traumatic for me - But I was grate- ful because I was able to learn the truth.

CHAPTER 16

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Circles of Power

In 1993, before briefing the CIA Director, my contact for meetings at high levels had suggested that we name our operation "Project Starlight." So that is what it was called in the early days. The philosophy behind it was to assemble absolutely the best evidence that was available, which had been rigorously tested and proved and to identify military, corporate and intelligence witnesses to programs and events. Then, with an iron- clad case in hand, we would brief the President, the intelligence and military community, Congress, the United Nations leadership, and other lead­ers around the world, in advance of Disclosure.

We knew it was crucial to, at the very least, give the system a chance. It's very im­portant to understand that our intention was not simply to go in like a bull in a china shop and bring all this very sensitive information out, without first fully appris­ing the legal, legitimate leaders of the world and inviting their participation. At the time, many people thought I was being silly and naive, that "those people" would never get behind some- thing this controversial. But that's not the point! The point is, from our perspective, we had a moral responsibility to at least give them an oppor­tunity to do the right thing —and if they didn't do the right thing, then it would be on their consciences and not ours.

I felt strongly we had the obligation to give these leaders the current assessment of the situation, and say to them, "You need to take a leader- ship role, if this is go­ing to be accomplished by you and not by an out- side group." -( meaning, The Disclosure Project and CSETI ). "You have an ideal opportunity that has opened after the end of the Cold War, to break the cycle of misinformation. To make a fresh start."

After I met with the CIA Director, a contact set up a meeting between Senator Byrd's chief investigator and counsel for the Senate Appropriations Committee and me. Sen. Byrd was then Chairman of the committee and very powerful. This man was named Dick D'Amato - not to be confused with Senator D'Amato from New Jersey Dick D'Amato had a top secret clearance and had subpoena power

from the Senate Appropriations Committee.

We met in the Senate Appropriations committee meeting room - a huge, ornate room with a giant table and brass nameplates for each member of the Committee. He proceeded to tell me, "I've been asked by Senator Byrd and some others to look into these things, and we've got- ten close enough to know that these projects do exist. But I'm telling you that with a top secret clearance and a subpoena power from the Senate Appropriations Committee, I cannot penetrate those projects." He looked at me— I'll never forget it— and said, "You're dealing with the varsity team of all black projects, so watch out. And good luck." And that was the end of that.

Dick D'Amato and people like him know this is real, but they cannot get their hands around it or control the expenditures.

Access to these projects has nothing to do with rank or position. Access has to do with whether or not you are willing to go along with the secrecy. That is the only criterion that matters, whether you are willing to play along with the agenda.

Those who shouldn't be in control but are, comprise an illegal, rogue break- off group that is trans-national and whose members are not only ruthless and mur­derous but operating completely without any legal authority. When you're dealing with something as fundamentally impor- tant as this, involving technologies as pow­erful as those described, you begin to realize the risks to the world of allowing this masquerade to go on, unchecked, decade after decade after decade.

In 1994, an FOB, a Friend of Bill Clinton, came to my home after I had briefed the CIA Director. He was a very easygoing, affable guy. He said, "You know, every­one agrees with what you're recommending, but there's a consensus that if the President does what you've suggested to him and to the CIA Director—that they exert executive power to get inside this operation and disclose it— the President will end up like Jack Kennedy."

I thought he was joking, and to be honest with you, I laughed out loud. I truly thought, "Oh, come on." But no, he was deadly serious. And he made it very clear that he was serious.

So it went from crisis to crisis, as I came to realize that the govern- ment of the United States -- and of every other nation -- was really hostage to an illegal, rogue group that had technologies that could do circles around a B-2 Stealth bomber and could, at will, terminate a presidency or terminate any other person who got in their way. This was made very clear to me by people who were in the inner circle of the greatest corridors of power on Earth.

Obviously, this weighed on me very heavily. I would say the period between '92 and '98 -- those six years -- were extremely traumatic for me. I would keep my chin up and publicly keep moving forward, but on a deep personal level it was dev­astating. I never lost faith in what we should do, but it was made very clear to me that the task was enormous and that the hour was late and that the stakes could not be greater.

In early 1994, I went back up to New York and spent some time with Laurance Rockefeller. I also met with a number of other people in New York City who were connected to the United Nations and to other organizations. We were walking into various circles of power and putting this information in their hands. In a way, I be­came the cosmic hand- holder. I would sit with the wife of the Secretary General of the U.N. or a CIA Director or close friends of the President or senior brass at the Pentagon and tell them what was going on and take them through this - - it's like the stages of death and dying, where they'd go from denial to anger and shock and grief and everything else. And this was increasing- ly what I found my­self doing.

In these circles of enormous power and wealth, all kinds of betrayals happen. Some of the people working with us would sell out to a cell within the Shadow Government that interfaces with the civilian UFO community that's headed up by Colonel MK, General T.E., WB. a very wealthy Nevada businessman and others.

One such person went behind my back, and tried to defame me to Rockefel­ler's people, to intercept money that Rockefeller wanted to use to support our pro­ject, to take into his own institute.

So, here I am, working as an emergency physician, a very stressful job, raising four young children, and thrown into this nest of vipers. Traumatic doesn't begin to paint the picture! There were times when I really wanted to give up, but I knew I couldn't because I was still connected to the purpose and the vision of where we're headed. I tried to keep my sight on that far horizon— which isn't that far away in time, but seems very far away in events that have to happen— where we can create the world of our dreams.

And it was with that certainty, as well as faith, that I stayed in the effort.

You have to understand the compartmented nature of these inter- locking inter­ests that are keeping all this secret: They are mainly in the corporate, institutional, financial, and technology sectors. The govern- ment of 'We, the People' is the least important component of it, and this includes the military, the CIA, the NSA, the NRO, Army intelligence, Air Force intelligence -- all of that is window dress­ing for an operation that's quite outside it. The real action is a hybrid group that is quasi-governmental but mostly privatized and utterly trans-national - and com­pletely illegal.

Some of the chieftains of that group invited me to meet with them after I had met with the CIA Director. In advance of the meeting with the CIA Director, my contact to Woolsey was terrified by the idea that anyone would find out about the meeting. He was doing everything through FedEx, and he wanted me to talk with him on the phone at tele- phone booths, talking in a code!

I said, "We don't need to bother doing that, because the group that we're up against have technologies that can frustrate any system you can devise." Well, he had been on the short list to be Clinton's Secretary of the Navy. So he knew the spook world fairly well. But he had been in the conventional military and intelli­gence world. I knew what we were up against, but he didn't. So he said, "Oh, no, we have to do this. You're just a doctor! I've been in all these circles, and we have to be careful." So I humored him.

I tried to explain to him that there was no way to frustrate the surveillance ca­pabilities of this covert group, because they had non-local,

'scalar' technologies that would enable them to bypass entire generations of electron­ics. Even the state-of-the-art NSA and NRO stuff is nothing compared to what they have, because what they have are electronic inter- faces with consciousness, where they can monitor things in real time all the time. Well, he didn't know this. I knew it and had remote-viewed them remote-viewing me.

So I went along with his game. But before I had the meeting on December 13th, 1993, someone who had been tied into these projects in the military in Arizona came to me and said, "I understand you're going to be meeting with Jim Woolsey, the CIA Director, about such and such on this date." I said, "I won't confirm or deny that, but isn't it interest- ing that you would comment on it?"

I reported this to my contact, and had to pull him off the ceiling! He went ballis­tic! "How could this be found out?" I said, "MJ, you haven't been listening." The problem is: Most people are too arrogant to know what they don't know

I should also mention that during my visit to New York in the win- ter of 1994, while at the Hilton on Sixth Avenue in New York, I got a phone call from a "re­porter." And he said, "I'm a free lance reporter for the 'Wall Street Journal'." He said, "I understand you had a meeting with Admiral Woolsey regarding UFOs and extraterrestrial intelligence."

He asked, "What can you tell me about that?" I didn't lie; I just asked a rhetorical question: "Do you really think a sitting CIA Director would meet with a country doctor from North Carolina about a subject like UFOs and extraterrestrials?" And he said, "Well, no, I guess not." And I said, "Well, there you are," and I hung up. And that was the end of that. But this experience revealed to me that the media community was also mobbed up with intelligence people who were monitoring our activities.

It was around this time, in early 1994, that a contract worker for the covert shadow group that had a cell within the CIA, called me and said, "Look, we really want to see you get this done. Hurry up." I said, "What do you mean, 'hurry up'?"

They said, "We've been wanting someone to appear who would do this for us; at least a third of the people in this covert control group want to see this matter dis­closed, but we can't do it..."

I said, "Well, who the hell do you think I am? I'm just a country doc- tor here in North Carolina. I barely have a pot to pee in!" He said, "Well, no, you don't under­stand. We can only do things behind the scenes." I said, "Oh, for God's sakes!"

Eventually, he flew in and met with me at the Grove Park Inn, in Asheville. I'll never forget what he said to me during this conversation, "You know, if you want to get a message to us or to the President, all you need to do is pick up the phone. Don't dial anything— just talk. Or if you prefer, just sit in your home of­fice and talk to the four walls. Because it's all being monitored in real time." And I said, "Yes, I know." And he asked, "Well, how do you know that?" I proceeded to tell him how they had made errors and left their end of the hook or tap open a couple times. It happened to Emily, and it's happened to me.

Once when I picked up the home phone to make a call, I heard a con- trol room on the line. I could hear people talking, instead of a dial tone. So I asked, "Who is this?" Then a woman with a very thick foreign accent but speaking proper English says, "Oh, my God, it's Mr. Greer." And I said, "Dr. Greer to you, bitch." And hung up! In those days, I was out- raged by these things. Now, I could care less.

So, I told this man, "Yes, I'm sure that's true." He said, "But, you know, this really does need to happen." I said, "But why don't you do it?" And he said, "Oh, no, it's too dangerous." He said exactly what Laurance Rockefeller had said to me in September, standing out on his deck under the stars.

By now you see a theme that keeps repeating: There are extremely well- connected people who are on the inside and who want to see dis- closure, but they're terrified of the rogue, violent group.

After this meeting, I got an invitation from a group of rogue insiders to go to Phoenix in the winter of 1994. The meeting was at the Wrigley Mansion— the old, fabulous mansion that the Wrigley chewing gum family had built. It had been taken over by a cell within this covert group. Present were a number of shadowy corporate people. It was a very late night meeting.

A prominent industrialist who was involved with this cell was kept on drugs and was kept under some kind of mind control while this cell milked him of his money. They then used his money to support this particular operation. The meth­ods and motives of this group are beyond dark. I tell people: More than 10 or 15 percent of what I have seen and learned you don't want to hear - It's so damned disturbing, most people would commit suicide. And many people have, by the way.

We all gathered around a conference table in the Wrigley mansion. The discus­sion was about disclosing UFO information and making con- tact with ETs. One man, during a break, took me out onto a balcony and said, "You know, we under­stand you've had this meeting with the CIA Director and are providing informa­tion to the President, but you need to know that those people don't know anything, and they're never going to know anything. You should understand that -- well, you should be talk- ing to people like us. The people dealing with this are people who do a lot of contract work for the government, under "Work For Others" - "WFO" - contracts. And you should be talking to certain think tanks. And you should be talking to certain religious orders and certain orders of Jesuit priests who have control over the technology transfer. And you should be talking to ..." He gave me a whole list.

Well, I thought the man had certainly gone 'round the bend'. But it turned out that every single word he said was true—it all was confirmed in the following months.

It gets more bizarre. This group or cell within the Shadow Government was attempting to intercept what we were doing. Remember, now, this is '94. A for­mer head of Army intelligence- a member of that group - had offered me a board seat in '92. So, things are progressing, and I'm not straying from my course, be­cause that's how I am.

So this man said, "We can really help you." I asked, "What do you mean?" He said, "Well, you know, if you want to be supported in this, just let us help you." I said, "How do you intend to help us?" "Well, you're a doctor, right? So, you have really good credit. We've checked this out." And I said, "Oh, yes, the best."

He said, "Well, we know you have platinum cards and gold cards. Just maxi­mize all of them, every month: $50,000, $100,000, whatever. Get as many of them as you want. And give us the numbers. And since we run all the super computers that back up and monitor the banking system of the world, we'll simply erase those account balances to zero, as paid each month." This is a true story. I'm tell­ing you, every word is true. Put me under any drug; hook me up to any ma­chine. What I'm telling you is true.

I said, "Yes, but then if I did that, you'd own my ass, wouldn't you?" He just had a twinkle in his eye.

I was much too wise to take that bait, tempting as it was -- this has been an enormous financial strain and struggle for those of us trying to do this with virtu­ally no funding. But no way was I going to do that!

Then he said, "I understand you're going to Europe soon to meet with certain people connected to the British royal family" --which I was. He knew everything I was doing! And I said, "Well, that's true." He said, "It so happens that, I'm going to be over there meeting with the Rothschilds and the people who control the Volvo Corporation and some of the other big industrial concerns, because they're working

with us." I said, "Oh, I'm quite sure that's true." He suggested, "Let's rendezvous while we're in London together." I said, "Okay, that's fine."

He proceeded to tell me, "One of my friends, who's really interested in what you're doing, is one of the leaders of the Council on Foreign Relations, Ambass- dor Maxwell Rabb. Would you like to come to a meeting with him?" I said, "Well, sure, if he wants to help us." And then he said, "And also, the Petersons" — Mr. Peterson was head of the Council on Foreign Relations and his wife was head of the Tri-Lateral Commission -- are also working with me, and maybe we can get together with them." So I said, "When we have our next event, I'll invite them." He said, "You need to know that all these people are reading what you write and are very interested in all of this." And I said, "I know that." Look, everyone puts their pants on one leg at a time. I view all humans as educable. And eve­ryone has a role to play in this whole cos- mic drama. But this shadowy contact was essentially, again, inviting me into the inner leading circle of the cabal. While I had no intention of being controlled by them, I have no problem sharing perspec­tive and knowledge with them.

He also said that there were many top people that he worked with in the media and that his group worked with Bono and U2, the Moody Blues, Pink Floyd and various other groups. And they were receiving what I was writing. And I just said, "Well, I appreciate that." He said, "They love what you are saying and do­ing..."

Later that winter, I went to Europe and met with some very good friends of Prince Charles and Prince Philip. One of Prince Charles' best friends is very sup­portive of the work we are doing.

She wanted to receive some of the materials that I had put together for the CIA Director and the President, so she could share them with Prince Charles and oth­ers. But remember, I'm squeezing this in between my emergency shifts. I literally, at times, went over to Europe for two or three days at a time, and would come back and have to work a 24-hour shift in the emergency department!

In a sense, it was our own little shuttle diplomacy operation. I did meet with this shadowy Phoenix contact in London. He was still in the mode of courting me into his operations. So I would listen and learn, - but never capitulate :This group is the largest Mafiosi and organized criminal enterprise on the planet.

CHAPTER 17

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Legacies Lost

When some people hear this story, they're horrified that I would be so willing to walk into the belly of the beast. But I say, "Well, why not?" I have 110 problem meet­ing with anyone on Earth to share the vision of the good future of the human race and what we need to do to get there. I have 110 fear - and I know they cannot cor­rupt me. They can't buy me. They can't deceive me. And I don't care if they kill me. So, what's to be lost? If you stay in the truth, it all becomes very simple. And there's no one you have to avoid, and the ones you need to seek are all open to you.

I have learned that we need to operate on multiple tracks of consciousness at once. It's like how dolphins operate ~ they can be "asleep," but part of their brain is also awake. This is scientifically proven. They are operating on multiple levels and dimensions at once. Well, humans can do this, too. During this period, I would go to sleep - but there would be a part of me that would awaken. For ex­ample, right after President Clinton got elected in late '92, I was with him on an as­tral level at the Governor's Mansion in Little Rock, Arkansas, discussing this knowledge - and this continued through his presidency. Meetings would happen on an astral level and sharing would take place. Years later, a good friend of President Clinton said that he was very much in touch with that inner spiritual level and could meet that way I have done this routinely with people for many years. If we go be­yond our own egos and fear and prejudices, we can do this and reach people spiritu- ally.

Now, it doesn't mean that those whom we reach ~ whether in a face-to-face, physical meeting or through these other, non-local applications of consciousness ~ are going to necessarily respond favorably. In the case of Bill Clinton, he very much wanted to see this happen but did- n't have the courage to do it. His legacy was basi­cally lost, because it was his responsibility, as the first full-term president after the close of the Cold War era, to have done this. He didn't rise to the challenge. About the time that I was going to let it be known that I had had these meetings with the CIA director, after he had left office — I think he was there till '95 ~ I was vis­iting friends in Santa Barbara. I was being interviewed by a major New York paper, and they were going to run the story about our briefings for the White House and CIA Director on UFOs. The very day they were going to run that story, Linda Tripp emerged with her stories about Monica Lewinsky. That was not an accident or a coincidence. It knocked all this off the radar screen of the media. And for the next couple of years, it was 24 hours a day, seven days a week: the blow job heard round the world! What utter nonsense!

News flash: The best aphrodisiac is power. And powerful men have affairs. And guess what? Married men who have affairs sometimes lie about them. Gee whiz. An impeachment proceeding based on this? Give me a break. Hilary Clinton was right when she said there was a conspiracy to assassinate Bill Clinton by character assassination instead of with a bullet. She was absolutely correct - and it was over this and related issues.

By the mid-'90s, I concluded that the President of the United States was not go­ing to deal with the UFO problem and that, if he looked into it much further, it would be the end of his presidency.

It was around this time that I met a good friend of President Carter who told me that Carter, in his early days as President and during the transition into his presidency, tried to find out about the entire covert UFO matter. Carter had a UFO sighting in Georgia when he was governor, and we have his official report. So Carter tried to get a briefing from then-CIA Director George Bush - the current President's father — but Bush told him he would not give him that information and he should get it elsewhere! Later, as Carter pushed further on this, he was visited by "a suit," who said, "Sir, if you would like to complete your first term as Presi­dent, you will keep your God-damned mouth shut about this UFO matter." This in­sider and friend of Carter's told me that he - and per- haps his family- were di­rectly threatened.

We learned from separate sources, including some Disclosure Project witnesses, that Jimmy Carter wanted to do a White House study on UFOs and that it was going to be done through SRI (Stanford Research Institute). Pentagon covert pro­jects then told SRI that they would pull all of their contracts supporting SRI if they were to proceed with the Carter White House request to look into UFOs. So the study idea was buried. This is just part of a long pattern, going back to at least Eis­enhower, of United States Presidents being threatened — and in the case of Jack Kennedy, being assassinated. Others have had their entire lives and pres­idency threatened if they push this issue. So this is the mother of all cos- mic buzz saws that I walked into between 1992 and now.

Bill Clinton didn't have the courage to do it. But I believe, quite frankly, he could have. Doesn't our public expect our leaders to be willing to go the distance regardless of their own personal ambition or their own personal safety? Most poli­ticians are not courageous. We have a weak and spineless ruling class that is in­toxicated on money, power, and selfish ambition. So even when they find out about these issues, they don't have the backbone and stamina to do the right thing on behalf of the Earth, the Earth's people, or even the citizens of the United States.

Between 1994 and 1997, as we continued to work the system, I decided it was very important to reach out to the legislative bodies of the world. If the President, as a single person, was too terrified, and too threatened to act, and his inner cir­cle was being denied access to information, then the next best venue was Con­gress. So many senior White House officials were being denied access that it was clear only an open hearing in Congress could change things officially.

Regarding other senior officials being blocked: Astronaut Gordon Cooper per­sonally told me that Secretary of Defense Cohen had learned of Gordon Cooper's team filming a landed UFO at a dry lake bed at Edwards Air Force base in the 1950s. Cohen tried to get access to that information but was denied access. Cohen knew the dates and details of the landing and filming - and yet Cohen could not gain access to the film or the records!

So, we met with a number of members of Congress, including a member of the Senate Intelligence Committee, Senator Dick Bryan, of Nevada -- home to Area 51 -- and others who were in key positions. As we networked, we found we could meet privately with a number of key Congressmen. We presented the evi­dence and asked them: "Please sponsor open hearings at which these top -secret witnesses can testify before a committee of Congress with the world news media present."

What I found in almost every case is that they all wanted to know, but they didn't want to act. I'll never forget being picked up by one of these little golf cart type ve­hicles at McCarran Airport in Las Vegas. I flew in just for a few hours to meet with Senator Bryan of Nevada during the mid '90s. We arrived at what looked like a janitor's closet with a nondescript door -- when you opened it, you entered a beautiful conference room! It was used for these types of VIP meetings at the air­port. I was escorted into the room, and then the Senator came in. We spent about an hour together.

Senator Bryan had an aide with him who sat on the couch. The Senator and I and my escort were at the conference table. I don't believe the aide at first under­stood what the meeting was about! The Senator asked, "Well, who have you met with to-date?" and I said, "The CIA Director and this person at the Joint Staff, and . . . ." I saw the aide drop the paper he was nonchalantly reading! He looked like someone had punched him.

As the briefing proceeded, Senator Bryan said he had no doubt these matters

were real and ongoing, but that he had never been allowed access to that informa­tion. This, from the mouth of a senior member of the Senate Select Committee on Intelligence! I then said, "You know, we desperately need for someone like you to hold open hearings on this subject, much as Gerald Ford had in the late '60s..."

As soon as I said that, he changed from being extremely engaged to being very defensive. He said, "Well, you've met with all these people. Why doesn't the Presi­dent do it?" I said, "I think you must know why the President won't. This is really a big nut to crack." And he said, "Well, I'm just a senator." I said, "Well, I'm just a doctor!

"You took an oath to uphold and defend the Constitution of the United States, and I am giving you evidence that the Constitution of the United States has been subverted, that the chain of command has been decapitated, that the Con­gress has been kicked to the curb, and that the most important technologies and information in the history of the human race are being managed by a rogue, ille­gal group. If this doesn't necessitate an inquiry by the Congress, what does?!" He sat impassively for a moment then said, " I don't know if I can do that, but have you spo- ken to John Warner on Armed Services?" I said with all the passion I could muster, "Sir, I'm speaking to you." I was trying to not let him wiggle off the hook! But it was clear that Senator Bryan was just terrified at the thought of pursuing the matter.

We went through this same process with numerous members of Congress, the Senate, the executive branch, the military, the United Nations, and others - with no action being taken. Eventually I was invit- ed by a group at the United Nations to give a lecture there. The title of my talk was: "The Foundations of Interplanetary Peace." If you look in the papers in my first book, there is a chapter by that title. The paper was written because I was asked to give this presentation at the U.N. Most people don't realize that almost everything I've written has been in response to a request from a group interested in knowing the truth. This type of process has been the catalyst for the creation of my earlier books.

I took one of my daughters who was 12 at the time to this meeting at the UN. We arrived at the main entrance, where visitors go in. As we were waiting in line to go through security, I suddenly heard an enormous commotion in the lobby. I looked over, and there was the wife of the Secretary General of the United Nations, with the Chief of Protocol and Security and a whole entourage, motioning for me to come over. So they came over and opened up the rope, and we went through and bypassed security. We exchanged greetings and Mrs. Boutros-Ghali took my left arm, and I had my daughter's arm on my right. As this whole entourage is walk­ing through the great entrance hall of the UN, Mrs. Boutros-Ghali turned to me and asked, "When are you going to get this done?" I said, "What do you mean?"

And she said, "Well, this information that we are not alone has to get out to the world." I said, "Well, Leah, you and your husband are the head of the world! You're the head of the United Nations. I'm only a country doctor from North Caro­lina." And she said, "Oh, no. It's too dangerous for Boutros. They'll kill Boutros!" And I thought to myself, "What am I? Chopped liver?" And of course, the an­swer is yes, I am just that. I'm cannon fodder— this is true. I'm the expendable one in these circles -- that was made very clear to me from '92 onwards.

So, I said, "You know, I can only do so much, Leah." She was among the most powerful women I've ever met. She had an enormous presence and was very spiri­tual and had great insight.

We requested that the long awaited Disclosure event take place at the U.N. They agreed to that. But around the time that the agreement was made, they ushered Boutros-Ghali out. Normally, the Secretary Generals get two terms. He only had one. They cited all sorts of reasons why they had to get rid of him, just like they got rid of Kurt Waldheim. And as it turns out, Kurt Waldheim had supported creating the Office of Outer Space Affairs, which does exist at the U.N., moving the office's headquarters out of New York to Europe where it could really look into these issues. But they axed him over this - and brought out the Nazi allegations against him. Boutros-Ghali was looking into these UFO issues, and they axed him.

So in comes Kofi Annan. A senior aide to Kofi Annan— a Korean who was the highest diplomat in the United Nations bureaucracy from Korea— reached out to us. He said, "They have agreed to let us have the big hall, at the United Nations, to host these top military and govern- ment witnesses to UFOs for a conference". This was agreed to.

But a few weeks later, this ambassador called me and said, "Never call me again at the United Nations. Here is my home number." He'd become interested be­cause he'd been aware of some extraordinary UFO events that were happening in Korea. I was shocked. I asked, "What are you talking about?" He said, "Well, I know we've agreed to host this for you, but it can no longer happen. The Secre­tary General was visited by some people who showed him documents that so scared him that he knew he couldn't do anything more with this." I was told that the U.N., which was almost bankrupt, would have been shut down and closed! Essentially, these intelligence operatives and trans-national rogues threat- ened the UN leadership and put the fear of God in them.

A lot of my life has been wonderful—but dealing with the Shadow Government has been very disturbing. So disturbing that at times I have had to just let it all hang out with whoever is there. For example, one time I was meeting with a bunch of spooks in California who were associated with an Air Force base near

Sacramento. It was an intense time and I thought, "Well, you know, I'm just going to go somewhere and have a drink and be quiet."

A man, I'll call him George, sat down beside me on a stool and start- ing talking. I was in no mood to talk, but he wanted to chat and asked, "What are you doing in town?"

"I'm quite sure you don't want to know." I said.

"Well, actually, I do." George said, munching on peanuts.

"Well, I've been here meeting with some people." I responded. "Well, what do

you do?" He asked.

I said, "I'm an emergency physician, but that's not why I'm here." "Well, why

are you here?" He asked,

And so I said, "You'll be sorry, but I'll tell you!" So I proceeded to do a mas­sive brain dump into this poor soul. I told him everything I've shared with you, and more. I told him the name of every operative, every spook, every corporation, who'd been murdered, what cell killed Jack Kennedy, who was part of that cell that I've met with—I mean, the whole damned thing. You know, it felt great to get all that off my chest, but he looked like he'd been run over by a freight train! And I said, "Well, I told you I didn't think you wanted to hear this."

George asked, "How in the world can you be telling me all this?" I said, "Be­cause I'm nobody. I'm not under any security classification." Intrigued, he asked, "Well, how do you know this stuff?" I said, "You don't even want to know that."

In a sense, this chance meeting was hilarious. "Well, let me buy you a beer." I said. "This has been very therapeutic for me."

He asked, "Well, what if I called up Dan Rather and told him all this?" I said, "You think that that spineless shill at CBS would report this?"

"Good luck." I said. "I know for a personal fact that Mike Wallace of 60 Min­utes was given smoking gun evidence on this, years ago. Bob Schwartz, who was on the board of Time-Life and was a noted journal- ist, was friends with Mike Wallace and had given him the original MJ-12 documents. Wallace had vowed to do an expose on this; but it was killed— and he didn't have the guts to stand down the corporate whores at CBS to do the story." ,

"So, who are you going to go to that's going to get this out?"

"You're acting as if we have a free press, and we don't -- and haven't had one for decades." I said.

In the spring and summer of 1994, I started reaching out to some other folks who were involved in overseas operations related to UFOs. And one of them was S.A., a crown prince.

A friend of his, who was also interested in what we were doing and was very sup­portive, suggested that I talk to him and felt that we should get together. Prince S.

A. was also friends with Laurance Rockefeller, and as it turned out, had been pulled into the Col. MK / General T.E. / WB. shadow cell operating here in the United States.

Well, after we spoke on the phone, I received a personal letter from Prince S.A., saying "I think what you're trying to do is very noble. However, I don't believe you will be allowed to do it, and I need to speak with you about this." He didn't want to talk about it on the phone. He wanted to meet.

So,we met in July of 1994. He was in New York City, staying at the Four Sea­sons Pierre Hotel, which is on Fifth Avenue near Central Park, not far from Laurance Rockefeller's home. So, I went to New York with one of our daughters.

You have to understand, I took my daughters everywhere. We had what were called "Dates with Daddy." My life being what it was, I need- ed to involve them. It was wonderful having time with each one alone, so we would take these special trips.

So, we went to the hotel to meet the Prince. He is very elegant, courteous and friendly. While my daughter played quietly in a corner, we had a private meeting to discuss the entire UFO matter.

After a time, he finally got to what he wanted to say to me in the let- ter but didn't want to write or say on the telephone. The Prince said, "You know, you won't be allowed to do this disclosure." I said, "Oh, why is that?" He says, "You won't be allowed to, but not because of what you think." He said, "The aliens won't let you." I said, "Really?"

Well, it turns out the Prince's brother had been abducted by what he thought were aliens. But the Prince did not know that the abduction was done by a covert paramilitary operation. This was investigated by a NASA researcher who I've worked with for years but who doesn't know that I learned that this NASA re­searcher is part of the shadow govern- ment and is an eschatological, fundamen­talist, end-of-the-world Christian. He interfaces in the UFO world as an objec­tive scientist investigating serious UFO phenomenon, but that is not his real role. This particular NASA scientist told me that the Prince's brother had been abducted from the castle in his country.

Now, what he didn't know is that I have a source inside the covert paramilitary operations who do abductions who told me that, "Yes, of course, we abducted him so that this particular powerful family and the banking empire would be on board with our program to fight the aliens." Prince S.A. told me these extraterrestrials had been the cause of every conflict on Earth since Adam and Eve and that they were the ones enforcing the secrecy! I asked, "Really? Why do you think they ap­pear over us with dozens of witnesses, interacting and signaling to us and ap­pear over major cities of the world, if they're wanting to be so secret?" He had no answer for that. I said, "I have to disagree with you. I think it is a very human group that wants to keep this secret, because to disclose it would mean the end of the entire centralized power system that exists, all fossil fuels, and the entire para­digm of anthropocentric religiosity."

We had a frank but courteous exchange of ideas, and then we agreed to disagree. It was clear that the Prince viewed the ET presence as some- thing to fear and hate - and that he supported military action against them.

But in the course of this, he told me, "President Bush(Senior) want- ed to do this, as well. Around the time of the end of the Cold War, a group that I was in­volved with that included Gorbachev, President Bush, the United Nations Secre­tary General, Perez de Cuellar, were meeting to plan the release of this informa­tion to the public." This was in 1989. He said, "But one night, during a late night planning session in New York, the Secretary General of the United Nations, Perez de Cuellar was coming back from a meeting where the plans were being put in place to make this announcement about ETs, and a UFO appeared, stopped his motorcade, and abducted him out of the limousine! They took him on board the craft, and told him that if they didn't stop this plan to disclose the extraterrestrial presence, that every world leader involved, including the United States President, would be abducted and taken off this plan- et and that they would stop the proc­ess!"

This is the famous case where an abduction researcher talks about a major inter­national figure being abducted, along with a civilian who witnessed it. What they didn't know is that I knew people in the cell operating the alien reproduction vehi­cles and the psychotronic weapons systems that were set up and conducted this ab­duction. In fact, a relative of the infamous red-headed sergeant at Roswell who threatened everyone, was there to coordinate the event. He was inserted as part of the security detail for the Secretary General, and he set up the electronics at the site of the Secretary General's motorcade, so that this late night pseudo- abduction of the U.N. Secretary General could take place.

The goal of the operation was to stop this entire attempt by the world's power elites, including Gorbachev, to disclose the truth to the world.

Now, Prince S.A. really thought it was an alien abduction, just like he thought his brother was abducted by aliens. He didn't know that those abduction events are paramilitary operations run by humans, using things that look like UFOs and even having creatures on board that look like extraterrestrials but are either dis­guised humans or manmade creatures.

This is called 'stagecraft', and I have a document that describes these operations. It is from one of the private institutes involved in the simulation of alien abduc­tions. This has gone so far that they have engaged in the abduction of world leaders

to try to cause them to hate extraterrestri- als and support Star Wars. It also con­vinces these leaders to shut down any effort to get the information out.

CHAPTER 18

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Astral Body Extractions

When the Prince told me about the effort being stopped, I realized how serious and maniacal and ~ I hate to use this word - evil - the Shadow Government is. So utterly drunk on power are they that they're willing to do anything and every­thing to keep this secret.

I told the Prince I was quite certain that, since we had had open con- tact with ex­traterrestrial beings and our information was the opposite of what he was saying, that he had been the target of disinformation.

We had a casual conversation about the CE-5 Initiative, and he expressed an in­terest in CSETI. What he said next was very insightful, "You know, I've gone all over the world where these UFOs are being reported, and they will have sight­ings before I arrive and they will come back after I leave, but while I'm there, they're never around. I wonder if it's because of my attitude."

"Well, Your Highness, "I said, "with all due respect, I believe you've hit the nail on the head. We have found that if one is free of prejudice, open-minded, and will­ing to engage with these extraterrestrial beings in a completely pure-hearted way, that they will be there. And they will interact."

Piggybacking onto this meeting, of course, was this covert group, monitoring every minute of it. That night my daughter and I went back to our hotel, the St. Moritz on Central Park South, right across from Central Park.

After falling fast asleep, I awakened hours later. I couldn't raise my anns; I couldn't roll over; I couldn't move! I was in a state of complete physical paralysis. I knew what was going on; a directional electromagnetic weapons system hit me. It was coming through the window above my bed. Projected into the room was the single most extreme sense of evil and terror I've ever felt in my life. I could tell they were attempting to extract my astral body out of my physical body. (This is what most pseudo-abductions are, by the way - astral body extractions.)

The Shadow Government was showing me that they meant business and were prepared to abduct me. They were trying to convince me, as they had the Prince, that I should hate and fear 'aliens'. They wanted to convince me that the aliens were evil; that they were from Satan; that we needed a holy war against them. They were attempting to convince me by teaching me a very hard lesson.

But I knew this was man-made. The only thing I could do was turn to God. I held onto the hem of the robe of God. I went into a state of transcendental con­sciousness and God consciousness, and as I did so, my individuality disappeared into the Infinite- and this violent group lost their hold on me.

Once in the Unbounded, this system could no longer hold me. There was no "me" there; you see what I'm saying? "Leave thyself behind and then walk upon the water." Be as nothing, and then be every- where. I have told people who are being targeted with these systems, "The only way to escape them is to under­stand the power of transcend- ing self and letting the drop of your individuality merge with the ocean of Unbounded-ness."

But as soon as I re-emerged into my individuality and consciousness, the attack would begin all over again. It was one of the worst things I've ever experienced. They were clearly trying to grab my individuality, extract my astral being, and put me through their abduction sequence. Now, remember, if you cause enough trauma to the astral body, it can manifest in the physical. This is something many people don't under- stand. Most of these abduction events are actualized by technologies that can extract the astral body from the physical body.

Project Amethyst, run by a black cell at the NSA, killed people by severing the cord between the astral body and the physical body. I know a guy who ran that pro­gram.

This experience was, in a way, a gift -- because they tipped their hand and they showed me exactly what they had done to the Secretary General and what they had done to the brother of Prince S.A.. I was then able to remote view back through this electronic beam and see the people in the facility -- all human -- that were running it. You see, anything that comes at you -- if you stay calm and centered and in this transcendental state of consciousness— you can track back to its source and expose them. So, every time they've hit me, that's what I've done. And that's how I've seen what they're doing.

I have to admit, this was one of the most difficult things I have had to do -- to stay in control of my own faculties while this was happening, so I could quickly es­cape the bounds of relativity, enter into the plane of the Absolute, where they couldn't get me -- because I didn't exist any- more.

My daughter, thank God, was protected from all this and had no knowledge

of any of it. So, that was our little trip to New York!

I have independently confirmed that some of the mid-level apparatchiks of this covert, shadow group -- which include a former US President — were in favor of disclosing this information in the late 1980s. But there was another group that trumped them— and it is a faction within this larger control group. This cell has the abduction technologies, and they have the scalar psychotronic weapons sys­tems and radionic weapons systems. They also have the ARVs- Alien Repro­duction Vehicles- that look like UFOs and operate with new energy and anti-gravity propulsion systems.

This cell uses these advanced technologies to contain disclosure on an official level— up to and including threatening the leadership of the world and abducting a world leader, like a Secretary General of the United Nations.

After this near pseudo-abduction experience in New York, I recalled a lucid dream I had around 1990-1991. In the dream, I was floating above Kennebunkport, Maine and saw something that was really very disturb- ing. I saw the United States President, George Bush, at his compound there. There were objects in the sky that looked like UFOs, but were actually manned by paramilitary rogue ele­ments. They were flying around the compound, and out at sea, and were threatening the U.S. President. The Secret Service and George Bush were very wor­ried about this. It made no sense to me at the time that I saw it. But after this meet­ing, where I learned what the Prince told me about the abduction of Perez de Cuellar, I understood who was doing it and why.

I also realized that, at the end of the Cold War, there was a sincere attempt to get this information out to the public, and that this cell with- in a cell within a cell -- this rogue, violent, and very dangerous group -- had stopped it. That was in late '89. And it was January of '90 that I was told to "pick up that which I had dropped." Even though, to the rogue group I am an insignificant person and have no temporal power or official position, because officialdom got stopped dead in its tracks, mysteriously, somehow I was being called to help.

People like Col. MK, who is known as Dr. Death and has a PhD in thananology, the study of death, are masters of psychotronics and high- tech electronic systems that are responsible for abductions, mind control, and similar attacks. So, when you realize what our leaders are up against— it doesn't matter if they're Skull and Bones, and it doesn't mat- ter if they're a former CIA Director -- if they try to step out of line, they run into this other group. This inner high cabal is hell bent on keeping this subject tied up until there is a worst case scenario. Their objective is the elimination of at least four to five billion of the six billion people on Earth.

After returning from this event in New York in 1994,I experienced the horrify­ing force of the Shadow Government. Every night at 4:20 a.m., as I was sleeping in my bedroom at home, there would be an almost sub-audible click, and I would be hit with an electronic weapons system. I would become violently ill and so sick that I would get up and be nau- seated, vomiting, with diarrhea, diaphoretic. The bath­room floor would literally be soaked with sweat, because I had almost no blood pressure, and I would collapse on the floor of the bedroom, near death. This hap­pened to me night after night after night, day after day. It was horrifying. It lasted for only 10 or 15 minutes. I know that this rogue group was try- ing to make me stop what I was doing—but I refused to stop.

During this period, I remember one night going to sleep and sudden- ly seeing someone with this group at an electronic control panel. It was an array of psycho- tronic and radionic high-tech equipment at an under- ground facility out west. I clearly saw the handler for this particular operation standing outside the entrance to an underground weapons facility. He was a middle-aged man with a moustache and graying hair— I know exactly how he looks; he was assigned to my case.

Inside this facility were some young men who were the grunts, the cannon fod­der, operating this system to hit me. When I saw them, I turned to God and I said, "Dear God, forgive them!" and sent them a blessing. I saw them very clearly - and then I saw them seeing me. They had such a look of shame in their eyes. They looked away, and it all ended. After this, they stopped these nighttime at­tacks .

I later learned that the poor people who run these devices often end up dying from what they're doing -- that if they're projecting a disease onto someone, they get it. As usual, the operators and lower rung personnel are cannon fodder. They don't know it when they take the assign- ment. And that's why these handlers were outside the building from which the system was being operated.

I learned from this experience that, as these weapons were being directed at me, I could track back on the scalar electronic system, back to the source and see what they were doing. I would then put divine light around all of us and ask for their forgiveness—and also forgive them myself.

Around the same time, I learned that Colin Andrews, the crop circle researcher from England, was experiencing some weird happenings, also in the early morning, preceded by this strange sub-audible click.

I was tested severely during those years to see whether I would stay on this course. I was extremely close, in the summer of 1994, to closing CSETI, ending the Disclosure Project, and just walking away from all of it.

I tell people: Visualize what happened on the last day, the last hour, the last five minutes of my last shift at the emergency department where I worked for 10 years. A little boy was at a picnic, and he choked to death. He could not be resuscitated at the scene, and was brought into the ER. He was a beautiful little boy with blond hair and about three or four years old.

We worked on him for an hour, but he was already flat line when he arrived. He died in my arms. And in comes his big bear of a father, who collapses in my arms,

weeping and screaming, a bloodcurdling cry like you've never heard, when I tell him his son is dead.

Dealing with this subject every day is orders of magnitude more traumatic for me than that. And for the nurses and me, having a little child die on my last day was as bad as it gets.

Hearing about CSETI experiences is like listening to a version of the X Files, but this isn't Hollywood; it's the real thing. There are aspects of my work that are won­derful and beautiful, and there are other aspects of this effort that are enormously painful and tragic. Perhaps this is a perfect metaphor of the times in which we live; there's so much beauty and promise, and yet there's also so much suffering.

CHAPTER 19

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You"

A few interesting anecdotes will give you an idea of the kinds of peo- ple I've en­countered doing this work.

For example, while organizing the conference with Astronaut Brian O'Leary in Colorado in 1992, we were approached by a woman who was insisting on coming to the private retreat for researchers. This was Col. MK's companion, now wife, who was claiming to be a journalist.

She was actually part of Psy-Ops and Psy-warfare projects with the Colonel, whose specialty was psychotronic, radionic, mind-control weapons and what are incorrectly called non-lethal weapons systems. These EM weapon systems are ac­tually used, at times, to kill people and use so-called scalar, longitudinal electromag­netic waves.

Somehow, she got my home number. I was away, so she called my wife—a won­derful woman who epitomizes noblesse oblige and kind- ness. So this woman said, "Just exactly who do I have to fuck to get into this meeting?" This, to my wife! Such was our introduction to the enlightened community of spooks and UFO sub-culture crazies, and it's been downhill from there.

That's all you need to know about the caliber of such folk. When I tell people that the people you encounter in this field are some of the meanest, nastiest, most venal, corrupt people that you will ever meet any- where on Earth in any sub-culture or setting, I mean it.

But you also meet some wonderful people. One of the people who came to a lec­ture was Dorothy Ives, the wife of Oscar-winning actor Burl Ives. Mr. Ives had

been friends with the Nixons and the Reagans and

with a number of other political figures, and was a 32ⁿd Degree Mason.

Dorothy came up to me after the lecture, very excited, and asked if I'd return to her home and meet with Burl. I suggested that she come with me up to the MacGuire Ranch where we were going to make con- tact with the ETs, and then we could go see Burl.

So after the conference in Denver, we drove up to the McGuire Ranch, in

Wyoming, outside of Laramie. We got there about sunset, and were doing our con­tact protocols. Right as the sun was going down, suddenly a brilliant, disc-shaped UFO appeared on top of a cloud and hovered. It winked in and out of the cloud and was signaling to the whole group.

Dorothy had never seen such a thing. I explained, "They're here, and they're very much connected with us all the time. They know when we're going to go out and do this CE-5 Contact protocol." Often, when we would arrive onto a site to do this work, the ETs would already be there, because I would have told them where we were going and what time we'd be there. Dorothy was just amazed, and she exclaimed, "Burl has got to meet you." .

We left from Denver and flew to Seattle and then drove up to their home in Anacortes, WA, right on the water.

Burl and I became fast friends. The way you would see him on the stage is ex­actly the way he was in person. One of the greats of the 20th Century, by any ac­count.

We met for a long time discussing a plethora of issues, the secrecy, the technologies, ET contact.. "You know, this is the most sane crazy per- son you've ever intro­duced me to," he told Dorothy, who was always meeting interesting and eccen­tric people. He understood that what we were dealing with was something that had a lot of profound dimensions to it and that our approach was very rational and very sane—given how "far out" all this is.

Dorothy initially didn't quite know who I really was or the extent to which I had deep contacts within the intelligence and national security community. Eventu­ally, this came up and I told her, "There's a man whose family has deep ties with the National Security Agency. They are senior NSA people, and are handing off some documents to me."

One of these documents was a big, oversized xerox copy of a 1962 document. It had code names like 'Project Moondust, Project 46', on it and it was classified top secret- but had not been declassified! It was given to me so I could get it to the right people. This document was a wiretap transcript summary of what they learned from listening in on Marilyn Monroe.

This document has been authenticated by the top document authenticator in the world. An FBI agent told me, "You know, you can go to jail for X number of years and be fined thousands of dollars each time you show this to anyone." I said, "Really? I've already shown it to a few thousand people. Come put the handcuffs on! My first call will be to Ted Koppel or Larry King, and not to some lawyer." He looked at me like I was crazy, and I said, "You think I'm kidding? Try me." Here's the head- line: 'Emergency doctor goes to jail because he revealed a document that confirms that spooks at the agency whacked Marilyn Monroe before they ended up whacking the President.' Now," I said, "you want that to hit the front page? Come get me." He just shook his head with a look of shock - but they left me alone. We never heard from that spook again.

This document describes how Marilyn Monroe, who had been recently jilted by the Kennedy brothers and was upset and hurt, called Robert Kennedy and a socialite in New York, an art dealer friend of hers. Marilyn Monroe stated that she was going to set up a press conference and tell the public what Jack Kennedy had told her regarding objects from outer space that had crashed and been re­trieved in New Mexico in the 1940's! President Kennedy had confided this infor­mation to her, because he had seen the ET craft and debris from the UFO crash there. This still-top-secret document is dated the day before the night they found Marilyn Monroe dead. I've also located someone who was with the Los An­geles Police Department intelligence unit that helped facilitate the wiretapping and monitoring of her up to the time of her death and actually knew how they killed Marilyn Monroe. There is no doubt that she was murdered by cut-out agents of the US intelligence community.

Importantly, this document was signed by James Angleton— the legendary, fanati­cal mole hunter and leak stopper within the CIA. This document, in my opinion, was a death warrant for Marilyn Monroe, because it summarized what she was in­tending to do rather imminently. I don't think she knew what she had stumbled onto, in terms of the kind of buzz saw that was going to come at her.

I'm now working with someone who has similar documentation on the murder of Mary Meyer. Mary Meyer was the long-term paramour of Jack Kennedy who was shot on the C&O Canal path in Georgetown, back in 1964, because she knew too much. This contact has identified sources that knew why they murdered Meyer. And it's the same reason they murdered Marilyn Monroe!

When I mentioned all this to Burl he said, "Marilyn Monroe and I knew each other very well and I can tell you this: All of us who knew her knew that she had been murdered, but it wasn't until today that I knew why!"

Some of the people that Burl knew were good friends with Ronald Reagan. He was able to confirm information that I had heard from other sources. For example, I have met two people who were with Ronald Reagan during the screening of "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" by Steven Spielberg. This movie is actually a documentary or docudrama, since most of what is depicted came from Air Force files that Spielberg secretly had access to at Wright Patterson Air Force Base. Ronald Reagan turned to the people who were at the screening at the White House and said, "There are only a couple people in this room who know how true what this movie is portraying is." This was repeated to me by two sepa- rate witnesses.

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Of course, when you're someone like Burl Ives, you know everyone and every­one knows you. So, one meeting led to another, and I ended up meeting a num­ber of celebrities. What I found from some of these meetings was that the UFO matter was an open secret - people knew it was real and that there had been assas­sinations and murders to keep it secret. Hollywood and the entire film and media industry was mobbed- up, top down, with control points that had become more and more entrenched, as time went on.

I learned from a number of people that you can't really do films on the subject of ETs anymore unless there's a heavy militaristic, xenophobic overlay. We went from "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" and "E.T." to movies like "Independ­ence Day" and silly things like "Men in Black" or "Mars Attack". These movies all have an invasion or military conflict theme. These covert interests want the popu­lace brain-washed via this type of propaganda to the falsehood of "alien hostility."

Hollywood, and the media in general, are key control points.

After I taught Dorothy how to do the CSETI CE-5 protocols, she decided to practice them one afternoon while sitting on the edge of the ocean at Anacortes, Washington. She was with one of her grandchildren, and suddenly a UFO appeared! It was going in and out of the clouds and communicating and signaling with her. Her granddaughter said, "Oh, God, look at that." And it was then that Dorothy knew she had this connection and could make contact.

During the LA Northridge earthquake in the 1990s, Dorothy woke up around 4:30 Pacific time and went downstairs. As she looked outside, she saw a golden light coming through the foyer windows. She looked outside at the source of the light and saw a large extraterrestrial vehicle, just right above the tree line. And she was in the beam of light.

She immediately began to receive a message mentally: "Do not be afraid, you will be safe, we are always with you, you will be protected." She instantly felt compelled to call her best friend in LA, just as the North Ridge earthquake was happening. This woman said, "Oh, we're having an earthquake, but you won't be­lieve what's here!" And she told Dorothy, "There's this dish-shaped craft with golden light coming from it, and I'm in a beam, and I'm getting this message that says, 'Do not be afraid; you will be safe. We are with you, and you will be pro­tected.'"

It was exactly the same message, at the same instant, coming from identical craft that had placed them in this golden light. It was as if there was no separation in space or that the ET craft had bi-located and was in two places at once.

Dorothy called and told me what had happened. I told her that there might be a lot of changes in the world, including the potential for major geophysical and other changes, and that these extraterrestrial people are connected to us and will help sta­bilize the earth and protect humanity.

An interesting encounter happened when I was invited to Cambridge University in the 1990s to give a lecture to the international conference of MENSA, which is a high IQ group. I made a very serious, main- stream, data oriented, scientifi­cally oriented presentation.

At the end of my talk, an elderly man stood up and said, "I'll have you know that I'm Dr. So-and-So. And I've been on this committee and that committee in the Brit­ish government. And if there was any truth to this, I would know about it. Moreo­ver, I find it utterly depressing that a man of your intelligence would be wasting your life on such drivel!" His neck veins were popping out and his face was red with anger. This, in front of hundreds of people!

I said, "Well, with all due respect, if there's even a ten percent chance that this is true and there are technologies that enable inter-stellar travel and could run this planet without pollution or poverty for thousands of years and create a sustainable world, it's worth my career and any sacrifice we make. Next question?"

So, now, the post script to this: we had a banquet in one of the grand halls at Cam­bridge that's still illumined with torches and candles. As I was leaving the ban­quet, I heard feet running up behind me, clack, clack, clack, clack, clack. There were a couple of young scientists who had been with this senior scientist who had been so agitated by my talk.

They said, "We wanted to apologize for Dr. So-and-So's behavior." And I said, "Oh, that's okay,I've been called every name in the book, and I'm used to that." Then they said, "No, you don't understand. He was so upset not because he didn't think it was true, but because he's an eminent scientist and a physicist, and deep in­side, he thought maybe it really was true, and it meant everything he knew and had been teaching for 60 years of his career was rubbish!"

This man thought, "My God, if this is true -- and I think it could be -- then what I know about science and physics is a fairy tale and isn't even kindergarten level sci­ence!" And if this is true, being an eminent scientist at Cambridge did not change that fact.

This is a phenomenon that I have seen over and over again. I have been the un­fortunate person who's had to walk into meetings with the likes of a Lord Hill Norton, or the head of the Defense Intelligence Agency or someone who's a senior scientist with the National Science Foundation and share this information with them. These are important people, in important positions. And yet they realize there is an entire uni- verse of operations, technology, science and power beyond their con­trol. It is very disturbing.

Many come to realize that they are a pawn or a cog in a machine not of their mak­ing—or liking. It is traumatic to learn this when they're at what they consider the apex of their career and power.

There are a number of predictable responses: anger, denial, accept- ance, fear.

In the mid-'90s, I was invited by the Board of Directors of Noetic Sciences to do a briefing for their board. The founder of Noetic Sciences was there along with a number of very prominent people. I presented what we were doing, what our findings were, what the evidence was. They also had a few disinformation people present who, at one time, had done good work in the field, but who had since been bought off by intelligence interests.

One such asset of the Shadow Government made a presentation say- ing, "This is all a mythology, and there are these little balls of light occasionally seen." He com­pletely whitewashed all the hard evidence that he once wrote about. It was a very interesting thing to watch. I then stood up and politely said, "Well, on the con­trary...."

Also, he was proposing, "Of course, these things don't actually exist in the physi­cal world because they're inter-dimensional."

I said, "Well, inter-dimensional means nothing, insofar as a flower is inter- dimensional because it has folded within it everything from the physical reality of the flower to the astral form and light that is within it, to the idea form, the causal idea of the flower. And the actual conscious intelligence that created it and that sus­tains it is still present within the flower. So everything is inter-dimensional." There's nothing that isn't"

I said, "Look at your own selves. You have within yourself an open- ing to the Infinite Mind, and all the universe that's folded within it, as well as your own so- called causal body, as the mystics would call the idea form of what you are. And within and supporting your physical body is your astral body—the body of light that you can fly around with in lucid dreams or at other times."

I said, "The human being is completely inter-dimensional, or trans- dimensional, and encompasses every fine and infinite level of creation all the way to the grossest manifestion, the physical. So, what are we talk- ing about when we say 'inter- dimensional'? It means nothing to say this. Everything is inter-dimensional. The question is: Are you in touch with enough dimensions to express them? Well, an adept, in India, may be able to de-materialize his body and become invisible. Or he might be able to manifest a ring or an object. But an extraterrestrial civiliza­tion may be able to do the same things through both mental capabilities and techno­logical assistance. So, the fact that there are inter-dimensional expressions of ET technology does not mean they're not extraterrestrial or physical. It's not an either/ or question. Such an argument is like two people debating whether an orange is round or the color orange, when it's both orange, the color, and round."

That night, we were hosted by Paul and Diane Temple for dinner. They are ven­ture capitalists and have a large estate next to George Lucas' ranch, near San Raphael, CA.

Senator Claiborne Pell was also there for the dinner. Senator Pell really epito­mized the best of our leaders; he was a very enlightened man. Senator Pell knew what we were doing. I had worked with some of his staff and aides. So we met in California in San Rafael at this hilltop home.

Senator Pell, Emily and I stepped between huge Lalique doors that opened out onto the patio. We began to talk out under the stars. Senator Pell looked at me through his black horn-rimmed glasses and said, "You know, Dr. Greer, I've been interested in this for years, and I've been in the Congress since Jack Kennedy was a Congressman. I've been on every committee, and have made inquiries into this, and I've never gotten a straight answer." He then asked, "Would you be willing to come and brief my staff on this and share with us what you know?"

"Well, Senator, I'd be very happy to do that— any time we can set it up." I an­swered.

He then said, "But I don't know why they wouldn't tell me - why have I been kept in the dark?"

I made a few comments, as I have to others, about why. The "why" is always the hardest thing to answer, the most painful thing to answer, actually. "You know, Senator Pell, it's a crying shame, because here you are, one of the truly enlightened members of the Senate. You could do so much good as Chairman of the Senate For­eign Relations Committee. But you have been deprived of dealing with the ulti­mate foreign relations issue!" I said this, pointing to the stars above our head. He looked at me and blinked through his horn-rimmed glasses and said, "Well, Dr. Greer, I'm afraid you may be right."

I said, "Yes! You, and people like you, should have been the vanguard of the hu­man race making contact with these peoples and managing these technologies and managing our relations with them, instead of a rogue kleptocracy stealing it from us. The entire time you have been in the Congress and Senate, you have been blocked from dealing with the most important issue of this century." It was a very poignant moment...

I felt it very important for Senator Pell to understand what is at stake here: It isn't just about him knowing; it's about him and people like him who are in the con­stitutional chain of command of our country, and who could manage this well but who are deprived of doing so. He and Senator Byrd and Senator Bryan have been pushed out and the whole matter has been hijacked out of legal oversight

and control into a rogue, illegal covert management.

Occasionally, when pressed, I have been asked, "Don't some of the members of the Congress know what's going on and are part of this effort to keep the se­cret?" Yes. And we know who they are. One of the people who is central to main­taining the status quo and is a major con- trol point in blocking information at the level of the Congress is a senior Senator. Former Congressman George Brown of California, who is since deceased, was involved with this group and was re­sponsible, as a member of the Science and Technology Committee, for keeping this quiet. There are other people who are cooperating with the secrecy, such as for­mer Chairman of the House Intelligence Committee and current CIA Director, Porter Goss. I have provided information to him via a member of our team who is a very close family friend.

The fact is that you only need a few points of control in these institutions to keep it secret. These players then go to their colleagues in the Congress and say, "I've had top access, and none of this is true." Memo to their colleagues: People lie.

Over the years, the covert government has always kept a few such operatives in key points of control in various institutions, to maintain the secrecy and to maintain the current order of covert management. This is true for every major country in the world, every major Parliament in the world, and every major religion in the world. Academia and the scientific community are also similarly infiltrated.

On the same trip I was invited to the home of YH., an incredibly spiritual, pure hearted woman who is the original publisher of a major new thought book and is a very big supporter of what we're doing. Her husband, who is a former military man, knows about these things, and we've had long, interesting discus­sions about UFOs.

One of the things that YH. shared with me is that she had become friends over the years with a number of people who have been involved in these types of pro­jects, covertly. She knew Andrija Puharich, Marcel Vogel at IBM and others who had an enormous amount of knowledge— but their knowledge was being used to empower technologies within this shadowy, covert corporate world. She knew other people who played a dual role of acquiring information and passing it up the chain of com- mand, only to then go out to the public and spread disinforma­tion.

One such figure is a physicist dealing with zero point energy. He told Y that he knew of actual operational free energy and zero point energy devices, but that he is NSA and naval intelligence. After speaking with this physicist, he virtually told me that he's an intelligence operative.

Yet, something that he explained to Y. caused me to have an enormous amount

of compassion for people in his position. At the same time, there's a certain ele­ment of revulsion. He said that he very much wanted the truth to come out and for these Earth-saving new energy technologies to be put into use, but that if he talked about what he knew, he was convinced his family and children would be killed.

It seems he had sold his soul to the devil, in the course of his career— and yet his whole being sincerely wants the world to have these wondrous new sources of clean energy. So, he's deeply conflicted. His role has been to say, "This is possible, but we don't yet have it," when, in real- ity, he knows we have these technologies but can't talk about them with- out risking his life and that of his family. This is a common theme.

The Disclosure Project's goal is to get people who have the courage of their con­victions to come together as a team — and speak the truth! There is safety in num­bers and credibility in numbers. But so many of these people we reached out to, in shadowy operations, would say to me, "I want the truth out, but I'd like to breathe the free air of Earth for another 30 days." Their fear was stronger than their sense of duty, and they felt that if they spoke out, they were dead men walk­ing.

I also met with Congressman Christopher Cox, currently head of the Securities and Exchange Commission, and who is on the short list of people who eventu­ally will be running for President of the United States in the Republican Party. Harvard-educated, he's a very bright man representing Orange County CA, and was on a number of key committees. A friend and supporter of CSETI, who knows Con­gressman Cox, and who is an executive with IBM in Orange County, asked me to brief him.

Shortly after the meeting began, Cox said, "I have no doubt this is true, but I've never heard of it, and I've been on some pretty important committees." So I told him about all the folks I've met with who are out of the loop who should be in the loop and that this is a common theme.

Remember, The Disclosure Project is not just disclosing things to the millions of people on the Internet and CNN, but also to people like Christopher Cox, who do need to know.

Sometimes these contacts and meetings happen rather mysteriously. At times I will go to a city, and lie down in my hotel room and ask, "Who is here that I need to speak with?" I will go into a meditative state and let my awareness travel to whom­ever it is I should see. I will then see a specific person, and decide, "I'm going to go to this particular place and ask this person to be there."

And when I go to that place, there they are! I see them exactly like I saw them in my meditation. They vaguely say, "You look familiar" I say, "Oh, yeah?" And then we talk, and they always ask, "Well, what do you do?" And I'll just flat out tell

them. Invariably, they will say something like," I work with SAIC -- Science Ap­plications International Corporation -- and you don't know how right you are. Let me tell you about what I have seen." We have received information from dozens of important intelligence sources this way.

CHAPTER 20

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A Different Day

In 1994, I was invited to be on a special with Larry King. The show was broad­cast live from near Nellis Air Force Base, Area 51. Larry King's producer, at the time, a guy named Farmer, told me it was the most watched special they'd ever had.

There was a point in the interview when Larry turned to me and he asked, "Well, what do you think the President knows about this?" As you now know, I had put together the briefing document for the President and Dr. Jack Gibbons, the science advisor to the President, and had met with the CIA Director the preceding Decem­ber. So I said, "Well, I think you should ask the President that question." And I re­member one of the other guests and Larry King said at the same instant: "What does that mean?" I said, "Well, I think it would be better if you asked the President that question." I was very cryptic.

Afterwards, in Larry King's trailer we spent some private time together, because he knew that I wasn't saying everything. He asked me what I was really up to and I confided in him off the record about our contacts to the President and that I had al­ready briefed the CIA Director. He said, "My God, why didn't you say that on the air? That would have been a scoop! --" I said, "Because I'm still working with these people."

I was discreet about this meeting with the CIA Director until after he had left of­fice in '95 or '96.

"My God, this stuff is really real?" Larry asked.

"Of course it is." I said. And then we had a very interesting conversation. Later I said, "But Larry, why are CNN and the other news outlets covering the OJ Simpson trial and tabloid trash like that 24/7? I don't know anyone who's even remotely in­terested in that stuff. Everyone's so sick of hearing about it."

"Well, we have to." He said.

"What do you mean, you have to? You're a journalist. Why don't you report the big stories of the day? This is the biggest story of the century" I exclaimed.

"Well, the corporate guys tell us that to keep our ratings up and com- pete with

the other networks, we have to cover this kind of lurid stuff, and they pay my big pay check. It's all about ratings, and ratings get the advertising dollars, and advertis­ing dollars pay me my big salary." And he was just that direct about it.

I said, "Yes, but what about journalistic integrity and editorial discretion about what's important, what is really newsworthy?"

"Oh, come on." He said, "That's out the window and has been for years. It's all about money and ratings."

You don't think the big media can go any lower, until it hits another low point. It really is a race to the bottom - and they hit new lows every year!

There are also covert national security filters in place to keep these big, sensi­tive stories out of the news. The corruption of the media is the central reason for the secrecy.

In 1995, we organized the first gathering of witnesses. There were about 18 colonels and aerospace people and people from all over the United States and Russia. We gathered at Asilomar, which is a retreat in Pacific Grove, California, near Monterey. Laurance Rockefeller was very supportive of this and his people were there, as well as some of the initial witnesses.

It was all videotaped and audio taped, but the people, to whom I entrusted this task, took all the tapes and made a back-door deal with the Rockefeller group. So we don't have any of the records of that testimony! And to this day, we have not re­trieved it.

Sometimes people will see me being very fierce and careful about people and organizations; there's a good reason for this. That kind of theft and betrayal has happened over and over again

In late 1996/ early 1997 we decided that we needed to do a formal briefing in Washington, DC to which we would invite government whistleblower witnesses and members of Congress and other influential political people to whom we had con­tacts.

Prior to that briefing Shari Adamiak, Neil Cunningham, a picture editor for the BBC in London, and I went to a lab in Phoenix run by covert operatives

One of the operatives said, "You can use our digital labs to put together all the videotape, for this meeting for Congress..." We had collected videotape and photographic images of UFOs from all over the world. Neil Cunningham of the BBC was going to help us put together the best-ever images to show. Of course, we knew who this man was and we knowingly walked right into spook central.

I began the CE-5 protocols. I went into an expanded state of conscious- ness and into space and began vectoring extraterrestrial vehicles into the Phoenix area. I told the ETs, "It'd be great if you can do something undeniable while we're here that we can put into this footage to share with the Congress whom we will be briefing in a couple weeks." This was on March 13, 1997, and the briefing for Congress was in early April.

The laboratory is in Tempe AZ, and while we were working there someone ran in, all excited. He said, "There are enormous UFOs in the skies over Phoenix and they're being filmed!" It was the Phoenix Lights! And that event was a CE-5.

We landed at around 5:30, and these events were occurring around 8:30. One of the longest sightings was virtually over the lab. That night on the lo­cal news we saw footage that we could incorporate into the film summary we would then give to Congress!

One evening, while we were in the lab working very late on these digital im­ages, a retired general walked in. He was a pilot for a private contracting airline running covert ops and transporting drugs for these shadowy projects.

We learned that there was a large cell of spooks conducting flight operations out of Phoenix, importing and distributing contraband drugs. This general was all coked up -- he was absolutely out of his mind on drugs.

As he came over, he saw some footage of a UFO that I got from a military source. He looked at it and said, "How the hell did you get this? This is top secret."

I looked at him and I asked, "You think I'm going to tell you?" "Who the hell

are you?" He asked.

I said, "I'm Dr. Greer.

He replied, " Oh, yeah, I know who you are."

We were in this lab for days until the wee hours. The characters who wandered in and out were quite unbelievable; coked-up agents, former Air Force and intelli­gence people, black ops, druggies, high tech people, the whole nine yards—all operating out of this little obscure lab in Tempe.

In the middle of this episode in Phoenix, I had to go to San Diego for one day to do a lecture. Shari and Neil stayed in Phoenix working on the tapes at the lab. While I was away, these characters tried to seduce Shari into thinking that I was the devil incarnate for trying to tell the world the truth about UFOs.

She and Neil were bombarded by weird mind control and psycho- logical war­fare activity that went on for hours. Finally, she said, "I'm leaving here." And they backed off.

At one point, another member of my group was in contact with this same group. They took her out to the desert and began to try to con- vince her to turn against what we were doing. They said, "We know everything about Dr. Greer. We know what's in his bedside table.. After she told me this, I said, "You go back and tell these bastards I have no secrets from anyone I love. I have nothing that I care to hide. Tell them to do whatever they want - it won't change a thing."

She flat out told them my every word. That was the end of that. They found we could not be intimidated.

I mentioned earlier a gentleman, who had approached me at a lecture in Tennessee who said he didn't know why I wasn't dead yet, and that they'd been watching what I was doing. He was a man who had person- ally been involved with and seen the launching of a weapons system that had targeted and destroyed an extraterrestrial vehicle. He had individual, specific knowledge of those systems. During this pe­riod between the early '90s and the late '90s, I met not one but about a dozen peo­ple who had either been at facilities who were developing these weapons systems or who were at actual events, where we had targeted and hit extraterrestrial vehicles us­ing advanced electronics systems.

Of course, the fantasy cover story for Star Wars or SDI is that there are "brilliant pebbles" - such as those used in the SDI program to intercept missiles and things of this sort. In reality, the real action has always been in the area of electromag­netic weapons systems and EMP weapons (electromagnetic pulse weapons) and scalar systems. When an ET craft materializes in our time/space, it is vulnerable to these advanced EM weapon systems.

We have top-secret witnesses who have been present for the after- math of those events, where they have retrieved or seen the crashed craft, such as Jonathan Weygandt, who was on the Bolivian-Peruvian border when the cabal downed one of these ET craft in the early 1990s. We have people who have been in meetings where they were planning to do this. And we have people who have participated in the development of these weapons.

One such witness who came forward was at the 1997 meeting in Washington, D.C., that we hosted for members of Congress, the White House and Pentagon officials. Congressman Dan Burton, who was Chairman of the House Govern­ment Reform and Oversight Committee, was at this event, among other key people. Some of the wit- nesses who were coming forward were going to say things beyond what even the 'friendlies' within this control group felt was safe.

This one witness, G.A., had specific, detailed information about these rogue Star Wars plans. He had sat in on joint meetings with the NSA, CIA, NRO and some corporate programs, where he had seen these plans from the '70s on. He said they were fully operational: there was a covert ability to not only target and attack actual extraterrestrial vehicles but also to stage a false attack on Earth, using alien re­production vehicles that are man-made and other weapons systems that were highly classified. The intent was to use 'stagecraft' to fake an 'alien attack' so that the people of the world would be united around Big Brother and a global corpo­rate- military junta.

It would look like the "War of the Worlds". And it would surprise the national mili­tary command center and most of the agencies, the CIA, the White House and the Congress, never mind the masses and the media. Just as the gullible masses have swallowed abduction stories and mutilations as proof of 'evil aliens', the masses would again take this Star Wars bait. I have interviewed numerous people, in classified projects, who have been on the abduction squads and have staged abduc­tions and mutilations.

G.A. was really nervous about sharing what he had been part of. He confided in me that he had been approached by people he used to work with -- these were bud­dies that had been in really special operations -- and some of them had saved each other's lives in various situations. Such groups are like a true brotherhood. They had been out of communication for a long time with each other, but knew what he was doing with The Disclosure Project. They certainly monitored that he was dealing with me.

They begged G.A. to meet with them before he would say what he was going to in front of these Congressmen and White House people. One of Al Gore's and Bill Clinton's best friends was at this meeting, and they knew powerful Congress­men would be there. So he agreed to meet with them.

The morning of the event, in April of 1997, we gathered for a private meeting of all of the assembled top-secret witnesses. Astronaut Ed Mitchell was also there.

Just when we were about to get to G.A.'s testimony, we took a break. He came up to me and said he had to meet with members of this cell he had been part of—that they had surfaced and they were insisting they meet. He felt enough loyalty to them that he agreed to meet. They took him out to an undisclosed place in Vir­ginia and held him there until about midnight, after this closed briefing for Con­gress was over. They then returned him to the Westin in DC and he slipped a note under the door of Shari Adamiak's room, who was my main assistant. In this note he said, "I really cannot talk about this now. They are begging me to say nothing about this until they can get things under control. They're going to work on it and they need some time." G.A. told me that, because of The Disclosure Project, mo­rale within this rogue group was very low.

This rogue group in charge of faking an ET attack on earth had been exposed by us, and they were panicking. The only real power they have derives from secrecy, the element of surprise and the ignorance of others - and we were changing that dy­namic by revealing their plans.

Numerous people on the inside of this operation, including an SAIC executive and a man who'd worked for years with all the major aerospace companies, have told me that what we were doing had thrown this entire so-called MJ-12 control group into chaos. We were moving major information out to the big guns in DC and to the public. There were defections occurring, and a lot of controversy, and this group

that was never very homogenized was becoming more fractured, due to our work.

But the insiders said to G.A., "Give us some time to get this under control, and if we can't succeed, then you can talk about it." In a sense, I'm heartened that they haven't played that card yet, but I'm not convinced that it won't be played.

The danger is that almost the entire world, including the majority of people who think they know what's going on with UFOs and covert pro- grams, would be fooled. This type of effort is called a deceptive indication and warning, or a false I & W where you set up something that looks like an attack from an enemy, but it isn't. It is a staged event designed to achieve certain strategic objectives, like the Gulf of Tonkin incident. To expand the Viet Nam War and make a call for more funding and more troops, we essentially orchestrated what looked like an attack on our assets. So, I call this the Cosmic Gulf of Tonkin plan. It would take every­one by surprise.

Now, the only way it won't take people by surprise is if they know the truth. And that's why I felt it was so important for G.A. and people like him to come for­ward, go on the record, name names, and talk about what the specific plan was.

Carol Rosin was told by Werner von Braun, when he was virtually on his death­bed, that these covert programs would attempt to put weapons in space, and would hoax extraterrestrial events and stage an attack. He warned this was a grave danger to the world.

But he said one thing that I asked Carol not to talk about during the Disclosure Project events: Von Braun said there were electronic warfare systems that affect consciousness— that they were well developed and had the ability to affect behav­ior and decisions. These so-called psychotronic weapons were the gravest threat of all.

Around this time, we had a retreat in Colorado. Present was a woman who had worked in a corporation that was dealing with these technologies and had person­ally been present when they were used. The operator could turn a dial and cause, say, a Board of Directors meeting to come to agreement on something within min­utes, or they could turn the dial the other way and cause everyone to start fight­ing and descend into utter chaos.

I know others who have worked with E-systems, Raytheon, SAIC, and EG&G who dealt with high-end electronics, and they also have seen versions of this same ability.

Sometimes I look at the world and at some of the people that we have to work with and I'm convinced that they have been turned into zombies, because it doesn't make sense that people are behaving in certain ways — it seems almost scripted.

Some scientists that have free energy technologies have been target- ed with scripted belief systems and behavior patterns that have kept them from coming for­ward with these devices. They all seem to have the same personality quirks and be­haviors, with unstable vacillations between hopefulness and paranoia. So the tech­nologies always stay hidden - or never even get finished. We've seen this over and over and over again. These weapons systems are being used to create this be­havior. It's the only thing that really explains the degree to which these technolo­gies keep getting held up and diverted or taken off course.

In the process of setting up these meetings in Washington we became more and more aware that we were being targeted with electromagnetic weapons systems. Af­ter I was on Larry King, we went to New Mexico, near Roswell and did a CE-5 project. One evening Shari Adamiak, one other researcher and I were out in the field doing CE-5 protocols. We saw some people who were obviously doing recon­naissance on us. Then suddenly, while in one of our meditative states, Shari began shaking and almost convulsing. I knew it was a seizure brought on by a direc­tional weapons system exactly like the one that tried to extract my astral body out of the St. Moritz Hotel earlier that year.

I knew what to do: mentally I went to her and stabilized her back into her body, and neutralized the scalar system by using higher conscious- ness. The rogue group was attempting to do a forced astral extraction, using one of these electronic warfare systems. Shari attempted to take a long, deep breath, but was visibly shaken and frightened by the attack.

Such attacks began to happen more and more, so we began our own counter- measures with people who had versions of these technologies. I would notice that there would be times when we would be gathering and there would be a pulsed wave that would come through. Literally, I would feel like I was being micro- waved from the inside out. As we put protective measures in place, these events subsided. We also created a very spiritual support team to do meditation and prayer for our protection.

One of the worst experiences of this was the night of the congressional brief­ing, in April of '97. During our presentation to the congress- men, I suddenly felt this energy wave hit me. It almost knocked me out. There was a man there from the Pentagon who was aware of it, as well. It was so intense, again, I felt like I was being microwaved from the inside out.

I could barely maintain consciousness and thought I was going to pass out on the stage. I have to tell you that, prior to this, Colonel MK had insisted on coming to this meeting. When we said, "No, you can't come," he said point blank, in a very coarse way, "I'm going to be there anyway." And he was - if you get my drift. He is, after all, Dr. Death, and a specialist in so-called non-lethal electromagnetic warfare systems.

But each time these covert interests use these systems, they tip their hand and we learn more about them..

In the mid-'90s, I met a man who had developed some of these systems for the Agency prior to 1958. Many people think this sounds like something out of "Star Trek", but by 1958, this man and his team had perfected the electronics to be able to hook people up to a device that would electronically assist them to remote view any distant place or per- son. He was forced to sell this invention to a front company for the Agency. But at one point he asked, "Would you like to have one of these devices?" I said, "I'm not going to take that right now." I viewed it as too high risk - and we already have the ability to do remote viewing by developing our own higher awareness.

Another scientist who was working in this area had developed electronics to en­able people to levitate. One of our military witnesses is a colonel whose parents in the '50s were friends with some people at the Rand Corporation. They had seen people during their lunch breaks using these devices which enabled them to literally float above their desks.

So, these capabilities have been around since the '50s. And look at where other technologies have gone from the '50s to now, in terms of electronics- and imagine how advanced these Shadow Government technologies are today! Of course, all these wondrous technologies could be used for enormously beneficial purposes -­everything from healing to transportation to energy generation. Unfortunately, they are held by peo- ple who are abusing power and are addicted to the abuse of power.

CHAPTER 21

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Electromagnetic Transfer

Around this time, a former colonel surfaced via a CSETI board member who was best friends with former CIA Director, Bill Colby Colby had been very in­volved in these programs and actually had access to extraterrestrial devices, opera­tive energy devices and other hardware, as well as around $50 million in unacknow­ledged funds. Colby wanted to transfer these assets to CSETI to get this disclo­sure done properly, with hard evidence and hard documents. This was what was offered to me.

"Finally," I thought, "CSETI will have sufficient funding to share the truth with the world."

Initially, the colonel wouldn't tell us it was Bill Colby whom we would be meeting with. He would simply say that he's a very high official connected to these super-secret projects.

I said, "That's fine, whoever it is. If they want to help us, we are grateful." And so I authorized this to go forward.

The week our board member was going to meet with the former CIA Director, to formalize this transfer, Colby was found floating down the Potomac River! The colonel who set up the meeting personally told me that Colby was assassinated. His wife later said, "I don't know why Bill would go out canoeing in the rain- swollen, flooded Potomac River at night, leave the door to the house open and the computer on and the coffee maker on!" She exclaimed, "This is very unlike Bill."

Mrs. Colby was hinting that something wasn't right, but there was never an in­vestigation. So they assassinated a former CIA Director who was friendly to what we were doing, because he was going to make a definitive break with the rogue group. He was getting old, and did not want to take this secret to his grave. Like many of our witnesses, Colby knew the entire covert world was out of control, and it had gone too far.

I was shaken by this, but not out of fear. It's so disturbing knowing that some­one had lost his life trying to work with us.

From that day forward, I vowed never again to okay a transaction without knowing who the players are. Because if I know who they are, I can protect them.

By 1997, Shari and I knew that we were being targeted with increasingly power­ful EM weapons. And so it came to pass that, within a short time span, Shari, a sup­portive Congressman and I got metastatic cancer. I am convinced that these were electronically induced. At a subtle level of electromagnetism, you can transmute elements, and also transfer something from one place to another— and infect someone or harm someone electronically. This is a very lethal application of a sci­ence that could be used to heal people. Unfortunately, right now, the worst ele­ments of humanity currently possess these technologies.

When people worry about these technologies being disclosed, I say: "Forget about it. The worst elements already have them!"

Thus began a very difficult and emotional time: Following the congressional briefings in 1997, within six months, Shari and I both had aggressive, metastatic cancer. I had malignant melanoma, which is high- ly fatal when it is metastatic. So, to say that this was disturbing to me and my family is an understatement, of course. And Shari— who was the single greatest person assisting everything we were do­ing besides Emily, was suffering terribly from metastatic breast cancer. Here we are, two totally normal people, with no history of these cancers in either of our families. And we get them the same month! It was just too much of a coinci­dence to believe.

Now, I can't prove what happened, except I will tell you this: The world's ex­pert in the pathology and diagnosis of malignant melanoma looked at the one that they took off my left shoulder and said, "It is metastatic." The first one was metastatic. Now, metastatic means that it originated from a primary tumor some­where else. But I had no primary tumor anywhere else on my body or in my body.

I was checked out from the back of my eye where the retina is to any- where where there is a melanocyte, the type of cell that makes a malignant melanoma. And no primary was ever found! Ultimately I had to tell my dermatologist, "Well, we can stop looking." He asked, "What do you mean?"

I said, "I know where it came from. It came from a laboratory in Utah, where it was electromagnetically transferred onto me." And he looked at me and he asked, "Do you think such a thing is possible?" I said, "Yes, I know it's possi­ble." And I said, "My right-hand assistant in the Disclosure Project has also just been diagnosed with breast cancer that is metastatic."

"Oh, my God," was his reply.

At the time, we had a golden retriever, named Yami. He and I had always been very close.

At the same time I got cancer, he got cancer of his left triceps muscle -a sarcoma. He had to have his entire left front leg taken off. When he came back from the vet, and I came back from the doctor, we had iden- tical matching scars— to the angle of the scar and the type of staples used!

To this day, I am convinced that Yami bonded to me and astrally took some of the 'hit' from the EM weapon system targeting us. I believe he saved my life. So spirit can work through nature, through a dog, whatever, to help!

You can pray and meditate all you want, but if you're in downtown Hiroshima when the nuclear bomb goes off, more than likely you're going to get vaporized. And this is what happened. You can be Gandhi and you might bless the person as you go down, but the bullet will go through you and kill you.

Remember: the Orwellian "mind fuck" term is non-lethal weapons systems. But in reality, they're quite lethal. Language is often used to hide what they're ac­tually doing.

Many insiders had told us that these covert projects were in a free fall and there was a sense of panic— that we were really getting the information out to a lot of powerful people and they were losing control.

So, you can see the battle had been joined. And they lashed out. Around that time, I acquired a secret document that had a list of the code names and project names dealing with the extraterrestrial connected projects. That document is actu­ally in the Disclosure book.

The day after the congressional briefings in 1997, I was asked to do a briefing for the head of intelligence for the Joint Chiefs of Staff, Admiral Tom Wilson. In ad­vance of this important meeting we sent a document to his people. His assistant told me that the Admiral had, in fact, found these code names and code project names and numbers useful; he inquired through channels and found some of these ops in a cell in the Pentagon.

Once Admiral Wilson identified this group, he told the contact per- son in this super-secret cell: "I want to know about this project." And he was told, "Sir, you don't have a need to know. We can't tell you."

Now, can you imagine being an admiral, J-2, the head of intelligence for the Joint Chiefs of Staff, at the Pentagon, and being told, "We're not going to tell you"? Well, he was shocked and angry.

I took one of our witnesses, Shari, our military advisor, and Apollo astronaut, Edgar Mitchell with me to this meeting with the Admiral. It was a stand-up brief­ing. As the briefing progressed, he began canceling other appointments-- he was so interested in the information. The only reason the meeting ended when it did was because Ed Mitchell had to get up to New York for a TV interview. But the Admiral,

I know, would have kept going for some time more.

During this briefing, the Admiral and I discussed the risk this rogue group - that had shoved him aside - was to the United States, the rule of law and to the national security. I pointed out that the first CIA director, Admiral Roscoe Hillenkoeter, had written a letter in the early 1960s stat- ing that the secrecy related to UFOs - and not the UFOs- were a threat to the national security. I told the Admiral that this ille­gal, rogue group had ARV technology that can do circles around his B2 Stealth bombers. He thought a minute and said, "Well, as far as I am concerned, if you can get people who know about this matter to talk on the record, you have my permis­sion to go to the media with this! This group is illegal!" So when people ask who supported disclosure, among others, I tell them the head of intelligence for the Joint Chiefs of Staff!

After this meeting, these rogue groups came at us with a vengeance. Obviously, they were very disturbed that we had gotten specific informa- tion to a man like Adm. Wilson- and that they were shown to be the ille- gal operation that they are. So, Bill Colby was murdered; the Congressman died very quickly from the type of cancer he had. Shari Adamiak and I got metastatic cancer at the same time. And so now we're in the fight for our lives, literally.

After the briefing for Congress in April 1997, Dan Burton came up to us and said, "I want everything you have on this subject, because I'm going to look into it." It turns out, he tried to and then had someone visit him who said, "Back off of this."

Someone who knows him personally explained to me that the Congressman was threatened. If he's asked about it today, Congressman Burton will say, "Oh, it was just something I had a personal interest in." Not true: One of his best friends, who is his scheduler in his office, is a woman who saw a UFO hovering outside her bedroom window. She was close enough to Congressman Burton that he knew that she was telling him the absolute truth. As the chairman of the Govern­ment Oversight and Reform Committee, overseeing the government, Congress­man Burton was a very appropriate key person— but within months, he was shut down.

So, here we are, getting this information to not only people like the CIA direc­tor, Sen. Pell, Senate Appropriations people and Senate Intelligence Committee members — but also to people who really have personal knowledge that this is real, like Dan Burton. And an increasingly powerful group of good men at the Penta­gon were interested and con- cerned - and discovering that, in fact, the Shadow Government had taken over the subject. And on top of that, you've got really deep throats ready to pull the curtain back on the Wizard of Oz as he sits there pulling all the levers, scaring the hell out of people. We were exposing what Werner Von

Braun warned about: Hoaxing an extraterrestrial attack so that there could be a global seizure of power around fear and war. I assure you, the people that were re­ceiving this information took it very seriously.

So, in that setting comes this devastating personal turn of events. Shari, my close friend and trusted advisor, who's situation rapidly worsened, passed away in less than a year! It was a very emotional and difficult time for me.

In July 1993, I was almost killed leaving the planning meeting for Disclosure held near the Monroe Institute; in'94, there was the terrify- ing attack at the St. Moritz hotel in NY City, followed by the strange 4 a.m. attacks later that summer at my home. And now this is '97. I was taken right to the limits of what I could endure.

And yet, some really wonderful things happened during this time..

CHAPTER 22

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A Billion Scintillating

Lights

In June of 1997, at a training group with about 20 people on Blanca Peak, in Colorado, we had an extraordinary encounter with a dozen extraterrestrial elders. Shari Adamiak and I knew that there was an enormous amount of gratitude being expressed to us by the ETs. It was a beautiful, celestial meeting.

As we were doing our protocols and inviting the ETs to come to Blanca Peak, there were a number of sightings of these objects zipping around the sky— some literally flying out of the mountain! I knew that there was a clearing up on the mountain where we would make contact and had remote viewed it earlier. Sud­denly, at the right instant, I got a message to go up to this site, in the pitch dark, and we left as a group for the contact site.

The contact site was at around 9,000-10,000 feet up on the mountain. As we walked silently to the site, with the 14,000 ft. peak looming above us, we began to see a billion scintillations of light all around us. It was subtle, but it was visible.

The whole mountain was like that all night. The entire area was vibrating in this celestial scintillating light. Even the ground and the rocks were glowing and sparkling with an amazing energy.

When we entered the site - which was a circular clearing in the ever- green forest and scrub- we could see the shape of a craft. It was not fully materialized but was circular, glowing and distinct - half in this world and half beyond the crossing point of light. It was trans-dimensional— partially materialized, partially not, half astral and half material. Suddenly, as we entered this object, we saw that there was a semi-circle of lighted beings.

I walked to a certain point and suddenly a brilliant, scintillating light was right above me. That's where I went, and I stayed at that spot. It was not subtle, but a clearly visible white scintillating light right above my head. So this is how I knew exactly where to be.

The larger group stayed back as I approached each ET being and quietly con­nected to him. It was clear that they were very senior, enlightened leaders. Each

one of them was from a different star system. There were no two alike. I entered the state of God consciousness while at the same time connecting with these be­ings.

A beautiful communing began as we were each awake and aware of that time and place and yet instantly awake in the infinite cosmic Being. It was transcenden­tal in many ways, although it was also very present, very real - super-real. As we were in this state together, I could see beyond that level of energy to another level where, suddenly, there were many angelic forms. And then beyond that, I saw the Avatar- a divine Being representing the Godhead. It was a beautiful cos­mic gathering that no words can describe.

I approached each elder ET independently, honored each person, and welcomed them to Earth, thanking them for their presence. At a certain point, others noted that it looked like I had disappeared. Some people couldn't see me at all. Other people could just see through me. I felt enlivened, lighter, enthralled. My vibra­tory frequency was so high, I could feel myself becoming rarefied. At one point, I thought I was going to lift up or levitate or just disappear. But my experience was that I stayed there, pretty much fully in the physical- and yet people were see­ing through me. This went on for half an hour or more. It was a coming- to­gether of people who were all part of the cosmic culture, if you will. We were there with them, for that purpose. That was the purpose of this meeting. The ET beings also expressed their gratitude for our work and effort - and asked that we do all we could for universal peace. Specifically, we were asked to intervene to avert the Star Wars technologies from being used against ET peoples. I assured them we would do all we can. The next day, Shari and I went off for a quiet time together in the San Juan Hills south of Blanca Peak. We climbed up on some rocks and I pulled out my compass. During the ET encounter the night before, the compass had been in my left inner coat pocket, right over my heart. Now, as I looked at this compass, I saw that magnetic north had been shifted almost 180 degrees! The nee­dle was altered so that it was pointing almost 180 degrees off magnetic north. It was clear evidence of a very unusual magnetic field flux anomaly that affected the compass from the encounter the night before.

The compass stayed like that for several days and then went back to normal. We have photographs of this, by the way. It is very reminiscent of this same compass ro­tating counter- clockwise as the ET craft approached us in July 1992, nearly 5 years earlier!

Then, in July of 1997, we took a research training group to England to that same area, in Wiltshire, England, near Stonehenge.

That year, we were renting a huge old manor house that must have been built in the 1600s or 1700s. We housed the entire team there for a week. Prior to leav­ing the States for England, we learned that Shari's cancer had become metastatic and was now in her lymph nodes. This was very serious.

Also, I had just had another malignant melanoma taken off. So that first night we were in the manor house nursing our wounds and we were frankly very emo­tionally upset. At times we were just laughing and telling stories, and at times in tears. We just knew one or both of us were not going to make it...

As we were sitting in the upstairs room of the manor house, Ron Russell and a few others, on the CSETI expedition, were outside on the grounds. Shari and I were just too tired and too upset to go out, but I had told the group they should go out by 10:30 pm. The room Shari and I were in had a bay window and a little fireplace.

Suddenly, we saw a brilliant light, like a ball or a cluster of light, fly right through the closed window, turn and go over by the fireplace and then elongate into an extraterrestrial person! Here is this extraterrestrial being, shimmering, again not quite fully materialized, standing about 3 feet tall. There was nothing subtle about this, because it was visible with the naked eye in the fully lit room. Shari didn't see it at first, so I said, "Shari, look."

As she turned, she saw the ET and exclaimed, "Oh, my God ". We sat there in meditation with this being, who was basically trying to con- sole us. He was very sweet, and very grateful and very loving— just beautiful. We remained in this state of contact and meditation for prob- ably half an hour. I knew then that one of us wasn't going to make it, and this being was expressing great compassion, respect, and gratitude for our work.

We had no intention of ever relating this account to anyone -it was so personal, beautiful and poignant. But the next day Ron Russell brought up the fact that while they were out on the Manor grounds, a very unusual event was observed by everyone. Out of the sky, at a little past

10:30 p.m. a light appeared, and then descended, coming over the tree tops and directly into the bay window of my room! It descended out of space in a clear sky, came down across the manor house lawn, and flew into the window.

Ron exclaimed, "That's Steve's room!" And so they saw the arrival of this be­ing, from space. The entire group outside saw how our encounter in the Manor house began: As a light from space that flew over the grounds and right into the window, whereupon I saw this light enter the room, then materialize as a being on the hearth of the fireplace!

You will find that the truth hides its own reality, because the truth is so much more bizarre- and beautiful- than a science fiction movie.

Our last expedition with Shari was in Joshua Tree Wilderness in 1997. April of that year we were at the Pentagon with the Admiral, dis- closing all this informa­tion in front of key people in Congress and the White House. But by the fall, Shari had metastatic lesions in her brain and was partially paralyzed. Shari had joined me in this effort in 1991. She was at the first lecture I'd ever given. And she was with me until she passed away in January of 1998.

I was going to cancel the Joshua Tree expedition, but Shari said, "If it's the last thing I do, I'm going to be there with you and the ETs." And so she was...

We were all amazed by the indomitable will of Shari. She was a lioness, com­pletely fierce, very devoted and extremely competent. Shari was the first person that I could take as far as anyone could possibly go, into contact. She could go the furthest, without exception. There's nobody else, to date, that could go that far. She had no fear and knew her destiny.

It was she and I who privately went out to the Baca, this remote area of the Colo­rado Rockies where we have our trainings, near Crestone, in 1996. It was a vision quest. I told her that I wanted to show her some things and tell her some things that I had always known -- since I was very young, since my contact as a young boy. I had never told anyone, but I knew that she was very perceptive and spiritu­ally awake; I knew she was ready.

So, we went to the Baca on a cold evening in the spring of '96. I said, "Let's walk out and invite the ET beings in." As we did, we saw a craft in the sky, moving very strangely. Suddenly, I said, "Now, look out here in the field."

There, an enormous discoid-shaped area was scintillating with light. It was like a hologram, but more real and more alive. After a few moments, distinct hu- manoid shaped forms began to emerge from this craft, and approached us. I said to Shari, "Now, let me show you how these extraterrestrial beings prefer to stay in this form when they're on Earth, because it's safe."

As this event was unfolding, I said to Shari, "Now, I want to tell you what the structure of the cosmos is and how it's put together and how it is that they are here." We had a tape recorder, so I began speaking and recorded what you now can read in the chapters in "Extraterrestrial Contact: The Evidence and Implica­tions": "The Crossing Point", and "Extraterrestrials and the New Cosmology". That information was recorded in real-time during this contact in the desert of Colorado.

Later that evening, we went back to the Baca Townhouses. As we drove to the townhouse, I said, "Now, they're going to follow us home." We saw these bright strobe-like lights along the road, escorting us as we drove back to the condo in Cre- stone.

After we got back to the condo, we went out on the patio to see the Sangre de

Cristo Mountains that rise up 14,000 feet, covered with snow. They were shining in the moonlight in the crystal clear air of the Rockies. I said, "We should be here, because they're going to show us one of their points of entry and where they like to be. Now, look around. Can you see the fine structure of the fabric of the astral component of the cosmos that supports the material creation?"

I explained, "Thought and consciousness and the astral forms of light, sup­port the material cosmos. A 'gap' exists, where the realm of pure consciousness, thought and astral light phases into a semi-materialized energy field. This is the realm where the astral crystallizes to the material, like an architectural blueprint. The astral becomes crystallized, as a matrix,that then supports the material objects and even the atmosphere." And as I said that, it was like a veil fell away, and she saw it- the structure of this celestial, etheric and astral realm as it crystallizes into what we call the material cosmos.

"Now, look up here on the mountain." And there was an enormous sombrero- shaped craft that was translucent. It was not fully materialized, but was like a really dense, perfectly shaped cloud, being lit from within — a golden-white light, sitting on the very top of one of the high- est peaks above Crestone. It was there for about 45 minutes.

Because Shari could see and experience those things, I had someone to articulate them to. And because I could articulate them to her, I could share them with others. We cannot teach anything unless there is some- one ready to see it. There is a say­ing: "The wise are they who speak not unless they have a hearer."

The first year we went to Joshua Tree was 1996. Early on, a very fast, spiraling craft came right overhead. We could actually hear it whistle, it was so low in the at­mosphere. It came right overhead and over the Palm Springs \folley. Everyone in the group saw this and was astonished!

One night, we were leaving one site in Joshua Tree wilderness because I had a remote view that we should move. As we drove along this dirt road, very late at night, suddenly the dashboard lights dimmed. I turn to Shari, "Oh, they're here."

Seconds later, coming straight down from the zenith, a huge craft shaped like a Hershey's kiss appeared! It was flat on the bottom and tapered up to a point, and had a scintillating, sparkling tail on top, as it came down at enormous speed towards the desert floor. It was 200-300 feet in diameter.

It was a teal color, and brilliant - so bright that it illuminated the desert floor like daytime and then, whoosh, went straight into the Earth and it was gone. "Ah. This is where they're telling us they're going to be located under the Earth." I said.

If you have the ability to materialize and de-materialize objects, you can stay in a quasi-materialized form so that one object can go straight through another ob­ject, like a ghost going through a wall. There's no rea- son why not. Most matter is, after all, "empty space".

As I drove, I mapped, mentally, precisely where this huge ET craft went into the Earth. Driving very rapidly, I raced to that site. But there was a vehicle in front of me, going too slowly. I floored our car and flew by them so that I could track exactly where the ET craft went into the Earth...

We have a special site where we do our field-work in Joshua Tree now, where we saw this huge craft go into the Earth.

Shari was determined to come, but the cancer was all through her body and was in her brain—she could barely walk. The first night, she lost her balance and fell, skinning her knees. But she said, "Oh, it's okay. It's okay." Here she is, on her deathbed, and is still determined to join us in the name of Universal Peace, to be out under the stars, together with these cosmic beings. It was all so beautiful - and yet, at the same time, so painful for me.

CHAPTER 23

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Infinity

The first night in November of 1997, we set up in an area called Hidden Val­ley in Joshua Tree. There was a tree next to us that - even though there was no wind — began to shake violently, inexplicably. People in our group started shout­ing, "What is going on?" And I explained, "They're letting us know they're here."

The ETs actually went from person to person, touching us on the shoulder or on the head. We also had an anomalous high-pitched electronic tone move through the group that most everyone heard. So I knew that they had locked onto where we were, and we were connect- ing.

The moon was maybe three-quarters full. It was a magnificent, crystal clear night. All of a sudden, what looked like a bright light bulb turned on in the sky. It simply appeared — fairly close and big — about a third the size of the moon. This enormous craft lit up, floated along underneath the moon, and then disappeared. This was an absolutely unambiguous sighting of an ET craft. It was in the direction of where the ET craft had come straight down and gone into the Earth one year earlier.

The final night of Shari's last expedition, while driving west to the Palm Springs area, from Joshua Tree, an amazing send-off happened for her. It was late, and of course she was exhausted from battling cancer.

Suddenly, a huge craft came flying over the valley, very reminiscent of the first night she and I were ever in that area. This enormous craft was right at the point of the speed of light. To our delight, the lead part of this seamless ship got ahead of the back part, like an accordion that's elongating, then contracting. The ET be­ings were saying goodbye to Shari...

By December, Shari was in a coma and unconscious. In January, 1998, she passed away

I've been with a lot of people when they've died, working as an Emergency Doctor. And I've always known from my own near-death experience that it's im­portant, if possible, to have someone there to assist them in connecting to the

Godhead —to help build a bridge to the worlds of light. Our culture has all but forgotten the sacred moment of the passing. Today, everyone is hooked up to tubes, and it's all very technical— but there's a lack of appreciation of what else should be going on at that moment, as we transform from the physical plane to the celestial and astral world. I want to share this story because it illustrates what is possible in that regard.

In January, people who were taking care of Shari wanted me to fly out to Denver. I had visited several times and was very involved in those final months. But I said, "I will come out when the time is right." Timing is everything — and each of us has our moment of a sacred passing to the other side.

Early one morning, while I was meditating, I suddenly went into a state of cos­mic consciousness and then into God consciousness. What I saw was the entirety of creation in the shape of what some call the cos- mic egg. If you can imagine: it was infinite, and yet it was discrete. Around it was the infinity of God. I was in a state of being perfectly one with that and aware of it. Then I saw that Shari was there. She was ahead of me, and I knew that what I was doing was showing her the highest celestial level of creation. I knew that she would go into the infinite, celestial home ahead of me - because she was literally closer to that infinite cosmic conscious place...

I knew that she was going to go into it and become one with it. It was, in a sense, the raiment of God— the body of God. It was the total expression of Crea­tor, Creation and unbounded Mind together. I could see the totality of the creation as this gorgeous peach-pink-magenta, sombrero-shaped or galaxy-shaped entity - similar to an egg. It was infinite, even though it was discrete - filled with joy — in­describably magnificent. It was not only physically stunning and celestial, but filled with love and everything beautiful.

As we approached it, we heard a trillion— an infinite number of — beautiful an­gelic voices, like the Vienna Boys Choir, singing, "We are all one in spirit" over and over and over. As I gazed into infinity, I could see that every created being in the cos­mos was represented in it, and yet were still one in this state of infinite awareness. From the morn of eternity, the sound of these voices repeated, "We are all one in spirit" in a specific melody so exquisite - if only I could describe it. It was beauti­ful beyond words. And just as that happened, I dissolved into that state of infinite love and perfect unity in consciousness.

After coming back to the awareness of my bedroom, I looked over at the clock and marked the time. I knew in my soul that seven 24-hour periods— seven rota­tions of the Earth— from that exact moment would be the moment of Shari's pass­ing. I just knew it.

Well, she was getting closer and closer to death, and everyone was saying, "Oh,

you have to be here." And I said, "I will be there."

So, on the sixth day, I flew to Denver. Her family and Ron Russell and all her close friends were there—and then I just sort of enigmatically appeared. I said, "I'm here because it is time."

That night I waited till everyone left Shari's hospice room, and then sat with her in prayer and meditation. She had been in a coma for weeks. As I read a beautiful prayer to her, I looked over - and her eyes opened for the first time in weeks. And one enormous tear glided down her cheek. She knew I was there.

So I told her, "It's okay -- you can go now."

I was certain that Shari needed to hear that from me, because she had told me that she felt she was abandoning me with the burden of this work. I said, "You can do enormous work on the other side. You can do many things beyond what you can do here." What most people don't know is that those enlightened people who go to the other side are the leaven that mysteriously raises this world.

They're the inspiration and the unseen hand that protects and guides and helps the progress of this world. It's happening all the time, whether we see it or not.

I connected with her very deeply, reassured her, and said, "You can go now. It's time. You can go."

Seeing her in her coma state, and realizing that she'd complete her passage to the other side by the next morning - I felt a deep sorrow.

I was staying in Shari's home, which was now empty, except for a woman who had been caring for her. But, that night I couldn't go back right away, so I went to a night place in downtown Denver. I simply wanted to sit and have a drink some­place.

A gay couple began chatting with me. I ended up telling them all my feelings. I explained to them about the astral and spiritual realm and what was going to hap­pen. These new found friends were extraordinarily pure hearted and spiritual. Just what I needed on this night - in a most unlikely setting!

I've found that I can go to places like that and meet such spiritually incredible people. On the other hand, I can go into a church and meet misguided, cruel peo­ple. So, it's not the place, it's the intent.

Late that night, I returned and slept in Shari's old room. That morn- ing I awoke very early, sat up in bed and meditated. I quietly marked the time, because I knew the exact hour and moment, adjusting for time zones, of her passing.

The woman who had taken care of Shari suddenly knocked at my door, "It's time - she is close to passing." she said. "You're all dressed and ready to go!" she said, with a surprised look.

I arrived before the others and spent time alone with Shari, taking her into the state of infinite peace and love and into that unbounded state of pure cosmic mind

that awaits us. As others gathered, we said prayers together, standing around her bed in a semi-circle.

At a certain moment, after we prepared her spiritually and connected her to God, I turned to her and said, "Now, let go of all things, Shari, and go into the eternal Light."

And with that, she took her last breath, and ascended to Providence. Her passing was beautifully peaceful; even so, I was devastated. Suddenly, there was an ex­traordinary power that entered the room. It felt like the darshan or spiritual field of a highly enlightened Avatar— like a breeze of powerful divine energy that swept through the room and completely through me. It was physically palpable! I then knew she went to the highest level. And then I completely fell apart!

All of us need to care for one another in this way at the time of our passing; we all need the help, prayers and spiritual power of each other, so that we rise to the highest and best spiritual state possible at the moment of our transition to the next plane.

The night of her passing I wrote the following tribute: "Shari Adamiak passed on to the world of Light today, January 20, 1998 at 9:50 A.M. MST. Shari made her transition in the presence of friends and loved ones, peacefully and without pain. I ask that everyone pause to say a prayer for Shari and the progress of her soul in the presence of God. What words can contain our sense of loss and the love we all shared with Shari.

Since 1991, when we first met at a lecture in Los Angeles, Shari has been a pillar of strength and support, an indefatigable colleague, a true friend, an intrepid fel­low explorer, an irreplaceable confidant and a fear- less lioness without whose dedi­cation CSETI could not have realized its many historic achievements.

She has been my right hand and trusted assistant for over six years. Whether braving the dangers of the remote parts of Latin America or assisting with meet­ings at the offices of the Joint Chiefs of Staff in the Pentagon, Shari was there with me - and for all of us. She never faltered and she never gave up.

Unfazed by the barbs of critics or the machinations of relentless covert op­erations, she resolutely worked for a time of peace - a peace universal, for the Earth and for countless worlds beyond.

How many wonders did we witness together? From walking in the shadow of some of the world's largest volcanoes with ET spacecraft float- ing silently above us, to watching a dozen top-secret military witnesses tell an assemblage of Congress­men the truth about UFOs, Shari and I saw events unfold of such great signifi­cance. And through it all, Shari was filled with a joy, an excitement and energy, an almost childlike curiosity and wonder at the mysteries of creation and the astonish­ing potential of these times.

Even as her body began to fail her, she evinced a spirit of such grace, courage and love that all those who knew her were amazed and blessed by her example.

Just two months ago, in November of 1997, she journeyed to Joshua Tree wilder­ness in California with me. There she experienced what she loved most: the one­ness with the stars, the universe and the communication with those peoples from other planets visiting our turbulent world. Fighting weakness, pain and in­creasing paralysis of her right arm and leg, Shari went into the desert each night, undeterred by the grow- ing obstacles posed by her physical condition. And there, through the crossing point of light, we saw the depths of space and the people and spacecraft from other worlds, who await our own coming of age as a peo­ple. Nothing would keep her from this purpose.

Now, a great light has gone from this world, but it shines forever brightly in the realms of eternity. I know Shari was ready for this great journey: Precisely seven mornings before the morning of her passing, we crossed over together to the other side, if only for a while. Awestruck, we witnessed a Light - a Presence- so beautiful, emanating from the center of creation. No words can depict it; it was be­yond anything the intellect can grasp. An infinite brilliance, golden while in the center and becoming more peach, pink and magenta as it expanded infinitely before us, suffused us in a sea of love, joy and beauty unlike any experience of my life. It was the experience of the consciousness of God - pure light, unspeakable love and peace. And permeating that Spot were millions of voices joining as one, singing a melody too sweet to recall. And the refrain was: We are all One in Spirit".

Knowing her time was near, I came to Denver yesterday to see her to the other side. Last night while saying prayers, she emerged from the coma, and with a look of great joy on her face, opened her eyes. I told her all was ready. I could hear her acknowledge these words, and a large tear welled up in her eyes as she knew that our time together in this world was nearly over.

This morning, we were called to her bedside. As we gathered, we said prayers and prepared her spiritually for the transition. As lights and a great spirit filled the room, we said it was time, and I said: "Shari, go into the eternal Light." With that, she took her final breath and ascend- ed to Providence.

Even while knowing the joy and love of her present state, the loss is nonetheless severe, but let us remember her thus: She lived in the world of Light, joyous, and she would want us to continue the work to which she dedicated her life - the es­tablishment of Universal Peace, and the creation of a cosmic civilization.

And we find hope in the knowledge that those who have passed on to the next world become the leaven which raises this world of existence. Shari and I discussed her future work, from beyond the veil of light, which would advance the cause of peace and enlightenment in all the realms of God. I have no doubt that she will serve well from her new home in the eternal and become one with the angels of peace.

Without peace, there can be no progress on the Earth. So let us work for peace with hearts filled with love. For when we pass from this world, all we really take with us is love - endless, infinite love."

The night of her passing after writing her tribute I went into a very deep sleep and had an extraordinary experience with an ET. I awakened into a lucid dream with an extraterrestrial who we now call Kindness who was being introduced to me by Shari. She was an ET that was so evolved that she could communicate with both Shari in her astral light body and me simultaneously.