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UFOs in the Year of the
Dragon
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© 2012, by Lou Baldin
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ISBN: 978-1-300-25789-9
Truth
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illusions and lies. Therefore, going
about telling the truth without riling the powers that be requires a
disclaimer—as found below:
DISCLAIMER
This book is a work of
fiction. Names, characters, places,
organizations, cities, private and public government institutions and military
installations, real or fictitious, are used in a fabricated manner for
affect. Any resemblance to actual
events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
BOOK CONTENTS
"Dragons are the winged stallions of the Immortals..."
From the Penguin Dictionary of symbols
1952, the Year of the Dragon, coincided with the UFO incident over Washington DC, and TIME and LIFE Magazines alluded to a question that might have been on many peoples' minds, "have we visitors from Space?"
TIME Magazine - August 4,
1952
“Air traffic was light at Washington
Airport one midnight last week, and the radar scope of the Civil Aeronautics
Authority was almost clear. At 12:40 a. m.
a group of bright blips showed up. The
operator estimated that they were about 15 miles southwest of Washington. Then
the blips disappeared abruptly and reappeared a few seconds later over
northeast Washington. The operator
called his boss, Senior Controller Harry Barnes, 39, a graduate of the Buffalo
Technical Institute who has worked for the CAA as an electronics expert since
1941. The operator told Barnes:
"Here are some flying saucers for you."
Barnes
laughed at first, but the blips kept popping up all over the scope. They sometimes hovered, sometimes flew slowly
and sometimes incredibly fast. Technicians
checked the radar; it was in good working order.
Barnes
began to worry when he saw the blips apparently flying over the White House and
other prohibited areas. He called the
airport control tower. Sure enough, its
radar showed the strange blips too. When
the tower men measured the speed of a fast blip, they found that it had flown for
eight miles at 7,200 miles per hour.
Now the blips on Barnes's scope were moving towards
Andrews Air Force Base about ten miles to the east. Barnes called the Andrews
tower. Nothing strange showed on its radar, but both tower men and an enlisted
man on the field saw a single, round, orange light drifting in the southern
sky. That was enough for Barnes. He called the Air Defense Command and reported
an unidentified object was over the Washington area. Then he told an airline
pilot, C.S. Pierman of Capital Airlines, who was about to take off for
Pittsburgh, to watch for mysterious objects. Pierman climbed to 6,000 ft. and
headed northwest. Barnes & Co. saw a group of strange blips cluster around
the blip made by Pierman's plane and Pierman spotted a white light "like a
falling star." It sped away, and its blip disappeared from Barnes's scope.
Air Force to the Rescue.
Over from a Delaware base came a flight of radar-equipped F-94 jet fighters.
Before they reached Washington, all the blips vanished. The jets saw nothing at
all. But when the jets departed the blips reappeared, playing all over the
scope. Barnes said: "like a bunch of kids." He called all airliners
flying near Washington, asked their pilots to report any strange objects. One
pilot saw a white light, moving fast. But during all this uproar, other radars
near Washington (e.g. Quantico and Fort Meade) saw nothing unusual.
All the rest of the week, a few strange blips appeared
now & then. Then on Saturday night they broke out all over, crisscrossing
the capital as they had the week before. This time, the radar at Andrews was
seeing the things too. One blip hung over Bolling Field, across the Potomac
from the airport, but observers at Bolling saw nothing in the sky. Some airline
pilots saw mysterious lights; others saw nothing.
The Saucer Flies Again.
Down from Delaware roared another flight of night fighters. This time the blips
did not vanish. They stayed on the ground scopes while the jets screamed among
them. But only one pilot saw a light, another saw a doubtful blip on his scope.
It vanished before he could shoot.
What were the mysterious blips? The Air
Force, unless it was trying to conceal some mysterious gadget of its own (e.g.
a radar countermeasure), was as baffled as everyone else. As might be expected
the phantom invasion touched off a whole new rash of flying-saucer stories. But
if the men from Mars were really overhead, the oddest part of the whole story
was the fact that among all the conflicting reports, no radar outside of a
ten-mile radius in Washington reported seeing anything unusual at any time."
October 7, 1952
While traveling to Earth a spectacle
of clusters of bright stars glowed before us.
The vehicle's movement through the
soup of energy known as space created a funnel-like vortex from a higher
reality dimension to a lower three-dimensional reality.
Our travel to Earth was a common
itinerary in the Milky Way galaxy, where billions of utopian planets, moons and
ships, in every conceivable size and scope, exist.
Space travel is a reality enjoyed by
countless advanced civilizations living amongst the endless number of star
systems in the universe.
Technology behind the ship I
traveled in surpassed theories and conjectures from earthly perspectives
concerning spaceflight and physics and resides in the magical and supernatural spectrum,
where souls enjoy a far different reality than what is found on Earth-like
planets.
My colleagues and I entered a war
planet called Earth, where harmony and knowledge of the cosmos eludes equally most
of the inhabitants.
The ship came to a sudden stop and
Earth appeared in front of us.
I could see clearly the whole time
without the aid of physical eyes, as my companions and I were in spirit form
while traveling through a quagmire of dimensions.
The vessel contained several beings that
were mostly spirits but other types of beings in various stages of physical garb
and variations of ethereal structure traveled in the ship with us.
A companion of mine that I called Lee
was assigned to me and assisted me for a period during my early stages on Earth.
While on the ship and orbiting Earth,
my companion let me view segments of the life I would experience during the
coming decades as a human being.
The human body I was to enter into was
tailor made for me, as is true for everyone that enters Earth for any length of
time as inhabitants.
I saw the nine-month-old fetus inside
the mother’s womb that soon would be my prison squirming inside her belly. I watched her give birth to a baby boy, the
boy I would become a week after the birth of the fetus.
I remained in the craft with my
companion Lee until that time.
During an abduction of the mother
several weeks earlier Lee had inserted a temporary life proxy into the mind and
body of the fetus before it was born.
From the craft, Lee and I observed
my future new family and the activities they were engaged in. My soon-to-be sibling was a four year old
girl, destined to be my sister, and my appointed mother and father, who were struggling
to make a life in the war-torn and impoverished country of Italy.
What I viewed and was destined to be
part of, the horrid living conditions of that part of the world, did not affect
me emotionally. I was a spirit and not yet
in possession of a physical human body, a body with imbedded emotions and the compulsory
suffering that is imposed on humanity by galactic protocol.
I was inside of a supernatural
vessel orbiting Earth and felt no pain or sorrow. At the appointed moment I became a new member
on the planet that I had gazed upon over a period of several days in
preparation of becoming human.
Souls entering Earth enter with a
blank slate and are given a new beginning with some predetermination mixed in.
Souls slowly dispense of their memories
of past existence during their childhood years, and lose most of their recollected
past permanently before the age of puberty.
But there are exceptions to every rule and some souls keep their
memories longer or indefinitely depending on why they are placed on this planet
called Earth.
My memories from my previous
existence remained intact for a set time and lingered into my adulthood.
Lee blocked or opened up memories
along the course of my life to shield my identity from me and from other
interested parties that I would encounter during my stay on Earth.
I received genetic makeup and other characteristics
from my surrogate parents, who also imposed a humble and humiliating upbringing
on me during my childhood years, as was prescribed for me as part of my reason
for being here.
I found myself contained by the human
baby body, wrapped in blankets, and in a basinet at the foot of my parents' bed. I did not recall going into the body but I
was aware of my companion Lee, who was in an orb type vehicle and continued
communicating with me while I adjusted to my human environment inside a human
body.
I was no longer a heavenly being. I was confined, trapped, and unable to move
freely, imprisoned by human flesh and blood.
My first frustrated emotion exploded
out of me and consumed me with uncontrollable crying. Alerted by my shrieks, my mother picked me up
and placed me at her breast and I fed off her milk.
Calmed by the delightful drink I
fell into a deep sleep. The next morning,
I was awakened by the sunlight streaming into the room and became fully aware
of my new human surroundings. My
companion Lee, removed my soul from the baby's body, my prison, and placed me
into the orb with him. A proxy,
non-living soul-substance, was placed into the baby by Lee, until my return.
The orb/pod was an extension of the
ship that I arrived in and it operated independently of the ship. The ship remained parked and hidden in the
darkness of space somewhere near the planet Earth. The orb, my companion Lee, and the ship, remained
invisible and nonexistent to humans.
While on Earth, humans are confined
and trapped inside three dimensional illusions for the duration of their lives.
Contact with Lee continued
throughout my childhood and became subtle and infrequent during my adult stages
of life. Other entities came into my
life for brief interludes during certain life situations and their contact
remains hidden, mysterious, and unknown to me still.
Lee placed me back inside the baby a
few days after having set me free. I
looked up at my surroundings with a slightly blurred vision. With nothing else to do I examined every detail
in the room.
The room glowed with sunlight and
curtains flapped in the breeze of the open window. Soon I overloaded the capacity of my small human
brain and I fell asleep. My brain was
like a computer with a limited memory board and it crashed easily when I
attempted to retrieve information about my past, and why I was now on Earth.
Slowly, and begrudgingly, I became a
human child.
Lingering memories of my journey to
this planet from a distant star system were blunted by the gray matter inside
my head. The human brain is challenged due
to its limited and forbidden use of the higher dimensional spectrum. Nevertheless, enough memories and information
remained intact and served as a lifeline to my origins and purpose.
I remember my experiences from when
I first opened my eyes and much of my early childhood growing up on Earth. Lucia, my mother, took me outside into a small
garden nearly every morning after Gino, my father, left for work. Lucia did her gardening in the cool of the morning
before the sun became too hot to work under. I watched her from my cozy basket where she
kept me while she worked.
Time passed quickly from that stage
to the next and soon I was running around the garden and sampling the produce
from Lucia's garden.
Unbeknownst, and invisible to Lucia,
Lee often popped in and entertained me and sometimes took my soul places while
she busied herself in the garden, took care of her other children, and did the household
chores.
My home during the early years of my
life was in a country that was left devastated by war. The economy was in shambles and recovery
remained years away.
The shattered country was a perfect
breeding ground for incognito new-blood to grow up in. Many of my companions to planet Earth were also
seeded into the devastated European nations as I was.
Lee told me that there were
thousands of extraterrestrial beings planted on Earth the same year as was my
group.
Years before I was born, Gino and
Lucia lived in squalid refugee camps and government shelters with Gino's family. They moved from one camp to another until
they secured a permanent and suitable residence, with Lee's help, a few months
before I was born.
Lack of housing and jobs was not the
only problem facing the people of Italy, political battles during the war
continued after the war and threatened to ignite a civil war in the
country. Gino and Lucia along with
hundreds of their neighbors routinely fled to the hills to escape the fighting
that broke out in the streets between political rivals. Most of the uncertainty had died down by the
time I and those with me came into the world.
