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UFOs


UFOs are:

· Spacecraft built by aliens from other planets.
· Craft built by a super race living inside the hollow Earth.
· Craft built, either by humans or aliens, in secret bases on the Earth’s surface.
· Craft developed by humans in the future which are travelling back in time.
· Craft reaching us from ‘other dimensions.’
· Products of leylines or patterns of earth energy which interact with our senses so that we see them as structured craft.
· ‘Purely psychological’ projections of the unconscious mind.

[S. Sunderland, Soul Avatars, p. 151]



Later, while he was reading a report in the newspaper about a Bigfoot sighting in Northern California, he began to recall certain details of his own encounter. It took some time to recover it all, but the interesting thing was that, until then, he had completely forgotten it[*], not even knowing what to say when a friend asked him how he had got the big dint in his car’s front grille.

[S. Sunderland, Soul Avatars, p. 123]







Ventris, Michael (1922-1956)


Ventris began with a list of 553 words which could plausibly paired off with known Greek expressions. This, which he called his ‘Experimental Vocabulary’ included proper names as well as grammatical signifiers. Modifications were made to this list subsequently, but it provided a good basis on which to begin to guess the meanings of some of the rarer signs. Very few of the texts available to him and his collaborator, John Chadwick, could be read in full[*], but the first extended sentence they were able to spell out together had a resonance for them which made it a kind of Rosetta Stone for Minoan culture:

PU-RO i-je-re-ja do-e-ra e-ne-ka ku-ru-so-jo i-je-ro-jo WOMEN 4

ΠΥΛΟΣ: ίερείας δοϋλαι ένεκα χρυοϊο ίεροϊο

At Pylos: slaves of the priestess on account of sacred gold: 4 women

[M. Estebán. The Code-Breakers, p. 128]


slaves of the priestess
on account of sacred gold
4 women
Antinéa / Annie
>Bianca / Clara







Verne, Jules (1828-1905)


Where was I? Where was I?[*] I must know, at any cost. I tried to speak, but Captain Nemo stopped me by a gesture, and picking up a piece of chalk stone, advanced to a rock of black basalt, and traced the one word –

ATLANTIS[+]

What a light shone through my mind!

Whilst I was trying to fix in my mind every detail of this grand landscape, Captain Nemo remained motionless, as if petrified in mute ecstasy, leaning on a mossy stone. Was he dreaming of those generations long since disappeared? Was he asking them the secret of human destiny? Was it here this strange man came to steep himself in historical recollections[#], and live again this ancient life[~], – he who wanted no modern one? What would I have not given to know his thoughts, to share them, to understand them! We remained for an hour at this place, contemplating the vast plain under the brightness of the lava, which was sometimes wonderfully intense.

At this moment the moon appeared through the mass of waters and threw her pale rays on the buried continent.[$] It was but a gleam, but what an indescribable effect! The Captain rose, cast one last look on the immense plain, and then bade me follow him.

We descended the mountain rapidly, and the mineral forest once passed, I saw the lantern of the Nautilus shining like a star. The Captain walked straight to it, and we got on board as the first rays of light whitened the surface of the ocean.

[J. Verne, Twenty Thousand Leagues under the Sea, pp. 247-49]




[*] See >World Map.
[+] See >Critias.