933

In the aftermath of our appearance on Coast to Coast AM, we received a number of fascinating emails – and a few phone calls. We’ll be posting about some of these stories periodically.

I’d like to preface this by saying that I’m always surprised when someone who is a complete stranger tracks down our phone number and calls. We have caller ID and usually don’t answer calls from numbers we don’t recognize. Our feeling is that if you have something to say that necessitates a call, then please leave a message and we’ll get back to you.

Not too long ago, a call from an unrecognized number came through and because the area code was from the city in Florida where our daughter, Megan, went to college, I answered it. I figured maybe she had lost her cell phone! But it wasn’t Megan calling.

The woman on the other end had written a book that involved synchronicity and wanted us to review it. Usually, we’re happy to help out other writers. But I was irritated by the call, by this woman’s pushiness, by her intrusion into that time of day when I enjoy my coffee and drop by other blogs. In the end, I sent her book to a friend to review and it got lost in the shuffle of daily life and was never reviewed.

One of the emails we received after Coast to Coast was from a guy named Tom, who has filmed a documentary called 933 skills that involves synchronicity/ETs, UFOs. Before you click on the link, please read  the rest of the post.

We received three emails from Tom within a 24-hour period, asking if we had watched his film. I explained that we were recovering from sleep deprivation – the show was from 2-5 AM EST – and no, we hadn’t watched it yet, but would.  So yesterday, I did.

There are three segments to this film, which add up to about half an hour. First, the numbers intrigued me – 933. A new one. What could it possibly address? I wondered, and clicked on part one- the clip to the far right on  the You Tube link.  I nearly stopped watching within the first minute or so because of the way Obama is depicted, but hey, okay, a difference of opinion and all that. I’m glad I kept watching.

Tom’s documentary involves a sighting on October 12, 1992, of a “a green ball of fire” that was witnessed by thousands of people in the northeastern U.S.  He delves into this event and the number 933 in the same way our Australian blogging friend, Daz, dives into synchronicities. Both men drill through layers of stuff, of connections within connections, labyrinths within labyrinths,  until your head spins. But the bottom line is always satisfying and provides insights into synchronicity.

I sent the You Tube link to mathaddict (Connie Cannon in Aliens in the Backyard). She’s the best numerologist I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing and  I figured she would have something to say about it. She did: Here I go again….the 933 on this guy’s moniker is 9+3+3 = 15 = 6. Any  questions, Bueller? This is the number, as we all know by now, of anything  relative to UFOs/ETs and such.

When I sent her remark to Tom, he asked, “Who’s Bueller?”

I think Bueller refers to a line in the 1986 movie Ferris Bueller’s Day Off , a comedy starring Matthew Broderick. The important thing here, though, is that Connie identified, numerologically, the substance of Tom’s documentary.

After I watched part one, I was interested enough to click on part two. I happened to glance at the numbers of views it had received and yes, there it was, the number 933. Not 930 or 9,300 or 93. But 933, the very number Tom  talks about in the film. At this point, I asked myself what I usually do when confronted with this sort of thing, Who’s orchestrating this  stuff, anyway?

 There are no easy answers to that question. The WHO seems to depend on our individual belief systems – philosophical, spiritual, scientific, academic, medical, whatever. But for me, it usually goes back to physicist David Bohm. He believed in an underlying order in the universe that he called the implicate or enfolded order. It’s a kind of primal soup that births everything – even time.  The explicate order is our external reality – i.e. , for instance, Tom’s film. Synchronicity is what lives and breathes at the border between the implicate  and the explicate, the internal and the external realities.

The 933 views was an obvious synchro, a confirmation that I should watch parts 2 and 3. So I did. And Tom may be on to something here.

Each of us has a different way of experiencing, interpreting, using and  living with synchronicity. I couldn’t do a film like Tom’s; I can’t write about synchros in the way that Daz does. After a certain level of drilling, frustration sets in and I walk away. Yet I’m grateful for people like Tom and Daz who possess the patience and  perseverance to go for the absolute bottom line: what is this this thing called synchronicity, anyway? Who are we in the greater scheme of things?  And hey, hello, what’s going on? So take a look at Tom’s film. It provides much fodder for thought.

 

 

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Disney’s Take on Aliens

In 1995, Disney released a UFO documentary that coincided with the opening of a new ride, Alien Encounters, at Tomorrowland in Orlando’s Disney World. The ride, interestingly, was designed by George Lucas, an early link between Lucas and Disney World, a subtle hint of things to come when Disney bought out Lucas in 2012.

If you’ve never heard of Disney’s exploration of the UFO phenomenon, it’s not surprising. The 43-minute documentary was only shown once in five states and then shelved. Curious. It’s also bizarre to see Michael Eisener, then chief executive of Disney, almost matter-of-factly telling viewers that UFOs are real and aliens are here, and that the government was hiding the truth. Clearly, the documentary was created in coordination with the new ride, but the ride was promoted in the video as a means of preparing the world for the eventual revelation that they are here.

Apparently, Disney got tired of waiting for Disclosure. They closed the ride in 2003. Some said it was too scary.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=wKGyIbyo8iY

 

This link is about the ride being shut down.

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Supertasters

Science is now telling us that we are divided into two kinds of people: supertasters and normal tasters. The super-sensitive tasters among us have more fungiform papillae on their tongues – bumps –  that hold our taste buds.  Supertasters can taste bitter substances  that normal testers can’t, and many tastes are much more intense for them.

The way that scientists discovered that humanity is divided into supertasters and normal tasters is a fascinating look at how science stumbles upon discoveries. This one happened at a DuPont chemical lab in Wilmington, Delaware in the 1930s: a bunch of chemicals exploded and one  scientist not only smelled the chemicals, but tasted them. The other scientist didn’t detect anything.

In November 1931, A.L. Fox, the chemist who made the discovery, presented a paper at the National Academy of Sciences:

“Some time ago the author had occasion to prepare a quantity of phenyl thio carbamide, and while placing it in a bottle the dust flew around in the air. Another occupant of the laboratory, Dr. C. R. Noller, complained of the bitter taste of the dust, but the author, who was much closer, observed no taste and so stated. He even tasted some of the crystals and assured Dr. Noller they were tasteless but Dr. Noller was equally certain it was the dust he tasted. He tried some of the crystals and found them extremely bitter. With these two diverse observations as a starting point, a large number of people were investigated and it was established that this peculiarity was not connected with age, race or sex. Men, women, elderly persons, children, negroes, Chinese, Germans and Italians were all shown to have in their ranks both tasters and non-tasters.”

According to an article in live science, about a quarter of the population qualifies as supertasters; they have many more bumps on their tongues. Another quarter of the population is so lacking in these bumps that they qualify as nontasters. Linda Bartoshuk, a physiological psychologist at the University of Florida, says, “Supertasters live in a ‘neon’ taste world, while others live in a ‘pastel’ world.”

For supertasters, bitter tastes are more bitter, but sweet tastes are also sweeter. “Supertasters are more sensitive to the burn from ethanol, the sweetness of sugar, the burn of chili peppers and the astringency of red wine,” said John E. Hayes, a professor of food science at Penn State.

These variances matter because they influence how and what we eat when we’re kids and help to determine our eating behaviors as adults. Researchers still don’t know which genes determine how many tastes buds we have but evolution may provide a possible explanation for the variance.

Bartoshuk speculates that when our nomadic ancestors entered a new environment, they had to find out which native plants were safe to eat.  And because plants often contain defensive toxins that taste bitter, the supertasters detected the bitterness and avoided those plants. “A supertaster is safer in a new environment, because they can pick up those bitters,” said Bartoshuk, “but a nontaster eats better in a safe environment, because they like more foods.”

Women are more likely to be supertasters than men – 35 percent of the population compared with 15 percent of men. Bartoshuk noted that the higher percentage of supertasters among women may be due to an instinctive protection of a fetus when a woman is pregnant.

I found this research fascinating. It takes one of our five senses and illustrates how that sense has evolved in an extraordinary way in some people so that it’s become  a kind of psychic sense. In ancient times, this sense would make it unlikely that you would die from eating a poisonous plant. Maybe in the 21st century its purpose is the same: to detect certain chemicals or toxins in food that, if ingested, would harm us in irreparable ways.

In fact, now I may have a supertaster in my new novel, Fastwalkers. It takes place in a dystopian world where people with psychic ability are considered to be mutants and are rendered mute. The general populace is oppressed and contained by a certain kind of terror campaign run by Enforcers. I can see how the oppressed may decide to poison Enforcer foods. The synchro for me, I think, is that in my search for news about new discoveries in the quantum world, where it seems that synchronicity is born,  I stumbled upon an element I can use creatively.

I love it when this kind of stuff happens.

 

 

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The Cross and Spirit Communication

One of the most gratifying things for a writer is to discover that something you’ve written has enabled another person to gain insight into his or her life. That’s what happened when Lawrence from Liverpool wrote us this evening.  The sequence of synchros and spirit communication are stunning.

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Hello. My name is Lawrence, I’m from Liverpool, UK, and your book Synchronicity and the Other Side was itself at the centre of an astonishing sychronicitous series of events of my own, which I’m sure you’d like to hear about.  Unfortunately your synchronicity blog left me a little baffled as to where to post the story as comments under other items didn’t seem appropriate and other people’s comments were considerably shorter than my story. Hence I could only think to use your email address from your personal site.

I will simply copy and paste the tale as I reported it elsewhere….

2003, 18 months after my dad had died:

My father’s name was Gerry. Short for Gerard. He’d given my mother a cross, to replace a previous one, on a necklace chain. She knew it was still around her neck in her bedroom but became suddenly aware in the living room that it had vanished from the chain, and was distraught and tearful.

She’s wheelchair bound so there were only 3 rooms in which to search for it. And I searched every inch of floor on my hands and knees, including her bedroom and the bed itself. It was nowhere to be found. I did something unlikely…having recently read of such things, I privately addressed the air and “them”, requesting “they” please return the cross.

A few minutes later I walked back into her bedroom and there it was, right slap bang in the middle of the empty, plain tiled floor. This abbreviated version can’t convey the absolute certainty that this was not a case of just not noticing – like the glasses on top of your head or the pencil behind your ear – but that something truly startling had occurred with all the spectacle of a parlour trick.

2012:

On Monday of this week [10 December], 2 things happened. My mum, seemingly recovered a few days earlier from the confusions of another UTI, was suddenly fully back in a state of rambling dementia bordering on delirium, and referred, cheerfully enough, to my dad having been standing (when, she didn’t say) by her bedroom door and saying nothing. Secondly, that day I received in the post a book I’d ordered on a very specific subject that had interested me lately…the claim that synchronicity and multi-layered coincidences are organized and arranged by the “spirits” to prove they live on, and to guide you. (I was interested by the claim because I drown in such coincidences, especially in recent weeks, and its never appeared to have any meaning at all, much less involve the dead!) I was only a few pages in when I read this paragraph: (from Synchronicity and the Other Side)

Jeri Gerard recalls an encounter with a lost or trapped spirit in a house where she was living: “It was something very heavy and annoying that wanted my attention. One day, my favorite pen disappeared, a Cross pen, a gift from my mother. I knew that I had left it on the made bed, but it was no longer there. I searched the bed, then the room, then the house, Finally, I turned to the living room and fiercely ordered my pen to be returned. When I went back to the bedroom, it was precisely in the middle of the bed”.

It took a couple of reads for all the layers of this startling parallel to sink in. The incident, the location, the search, the process, the resolution…the emphasis on the pen being a “Cross” and the woman’s name: “Jeri Gerard” (Gerard being Lawrence’s father’s first name).  And all in a book about synchronicity.

To me this was jaw-dropping. I wrote it all down to someone I’d been corresponding with on the subject in the previous few days – the person who had first drawn my attention to the claim that these things are arranged by the deceased. Within half an hour of doing so…..

My mum – who knew nothing of any of this – became agitated and started demanding “the tin box”. There’s a tin box in her bedside drawer, but she hadn’t seen it for months, I keep nothing in it but old, nearly empty, tablet packets like Rennies or Paracetamol. Her state of mind being what it is she oughtn’t even know it was there, so surely was either rambling or meant something else?

But she got more and more agitated and demanding, so only getting this particular box out would placate her. She started rummaging through the contents as if searching for something and, with an expression that appeared to say “see!” and  pulled out…the chain with the cross on it. I had no idea that’s where it was these days. She offered no explanation, but was now satisfied and pacified, and we could now put it and the box back in the drawer.

Make of this what you will.

 

 

 

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Henry Comes to Say Good-bye

Recently, we posted a spirit communication story involving a red cardinal that was sent by Sharon Catley of Canada. Here’s another one of her stories, but this one involves a cat.

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I’ve had a lot of cats in my life and although they were all special in their own way there was one cat with whom I had a very special bond. I had always wanted a brown tabby and we got Henry (named after my paternal grandfather) when he was just a tiny kitten.

He was scared of everything and I spent a lot of time trying to comfort him and make him feel safe. Over the years we became great friends. I loved the feel of his fat little body and his fur. Henry loved to eat and got very fat. He also was not that good with his grooming and had his own smell – not unpleasant just different. I loved Henry so much I wrote a song about him.

Henry was about 10 years old when tragedy struck our household. Unbeknownst to us at the time, the dry cat food we were feeding our cats was laced with melamine. You may remember this from the news. Several of our cats became sick and the vet couldn’t figure out what was wrong with them. He thought maybe a virus.  We lost four cats in all but they did not die at the same time. Two others got very sick but survived.

I held out hope for Henry as he was younger than the others and, of course, robust. He took to staying under the bed and we had to put food and water there for him. At this time I was staying in the city during the week and coming home on weekends.

My husband and I always had a goodnight call at 10 pm then I would get ready for bed. This particular night (a Thursday) I had just settled down to sleep when all of a sudden I smelled the Henry smell and felt his presence. He just was there (not visually) sitting on my chest just in front of my face. I can still remember what his fur felt like. Then he was gone.

I got up and called John, asking if Henry was okay because I thought he had just come to see me to say goodbye.  John said he was still in the same shape but alive.

The next day when John came to pick me up and take me home for the weekend he gave me a big hug and said,  “Last night when you called back at 11 pm Henry had just died. I did not want to tell you because you were alone so I waited until today.”

We both held each other crying. I said, “He came to say good-bye.”

Since then other cats have passed on and before or since Henry no one else came to say good-bye – only him. God Bless you, fat little tab!

 

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In case you slept through it…

Our interview late, late last night on Coast to Coast is now posted on You Tube. Thank you, Charles Fontaine for the heads up!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufRuqbj9qDk

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The Aliens Are Back…

Today marks the official pub date for Aliens in the Backyard. We’re excited about this book for a number of reasons. While the topic of alien abductions has been around for a few decades now, we take an approach that is distinct and unique.

In essence, Aliens in the Backyard is our third book on synchronicity, following The 7 Secrets of Synchronicity and Synchronicity and the Other Side. We haven’t  seen any books that take a close look at the abundance of meaningful coincidences that often occur in the aftermath of UFO encounters or abductions. For Charles Fontaine, one of the four experiencers whom we focus on, such synchronicities were startling, mind-blowing. They also led him to us.

Beyond synchronicity,  we uncovered a specific type of psychic ability that many abductees and experiencers developed in the aftermath of their encounters. We call them ‘planetary empaths.’  They are so attuned to the planet that hours or days before a planetary disaster – earthquakes, tornadoes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis and even man-made disasters like 9-11- they experience a wide variety of physical symptoms and know that something big is coming.

We also explore the possible connections between an American naval base in the Bahamas known as AUTEC – Atlantic Undersea Test and Evaluation Center – and USOs – unidentified submerged objects – and the Bermuda Triangle. We have stories from people who worked at AUTEC about some of the incredible things they experienced. We’re also the only UFO investigators who actually talked to the commander of AUTEC about UFOs…and that was another synchronicity.

We started out the book  in a way that might surprise some readers in that the first chapter deals with a trip to an island in southern Chile to investigate a ghost ship, the Caleuche. The legend of the Caleuche, which many islanders believe are based on real experiences, is closely linked to the abduction phenomenon in that the mysterious ship is manned by a crew of brujos, or witches, who abduct islanders.

Besides Charles Fontaine’s dramatic story that take place in Quebec, we follow the story of pilot Bruce Gernon, who was pursued by a ‘cloud’ while flying through the Bermuda Triangle. We also write about Connie Canon’s experience with aliens on a military base, and Diane Fine’s story of losing a baby during an apparent abduction.

While many serious books about ufology avoid the topic of abductions and rarely mention synchronicity, we pursue both topics with a  sense of adventure. While the ‘old hippies’ of ufology might shrug and say, ‘Oh, another book about abductions…ho hum,’ we think we’ve written something unique. We think we have a winner!

Oh, another reason we’re psyched about Feb. 4 is that it’s the fourth anniversary of our blog!

Tonight we’ll be on Coast to Coast AM from 11 PM – 2AM pacific coast time. Here on the east coast, that translates to 2-5AM on the morning of February 5. Bring on the coffee!

Here are the links for Amazon Kindle and the trade paperback. Click here for an excerpt.

 

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January 2013 Sightings

Here’s a compilation of videos of UFOs taken in January 2013. Some of these are very strange.

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Who are ‘they?’


After reading Trish’s conversation with Nancy Atkinson about synchronicity and related matters posted here Jan. 28, I was reminded of the e-mail conversations I’ve had with Charles, who we wrote about in the Quebec Encounter series here and who is featured in Aliens in the Backyard, our latest take on synchronicity.

In the aftermath of his dramatic UFO experience, synchronicities were so rampant that he went to a bookstore in Montreal one day and found a book on the subject. A few days later, he Googled the term UFOs and synchronicity and ended up on a blog that featured a UFO  illustration with beams of light that was very similar to what he saw behind his house. Then he noticed an image of  The 7 Secrets of Synchronicity at the top of the blog and realized we were also the authors of the book he was reading. Another synchronicity. And he knew he had to contact us about his story.

The synchros have continued in Charles’ life and he has repeatedly referred to ‘them,’ the ones creating these synchros. He seems to see it as an outside force that is directing him on a path and off his old mainstream path. He repeatedly wonders who ‘they’ are and why they are doing this to him. That said, he has settled into his new perspective on life and is more and more comfortable with it. But there is always that question about ‘them.’

At first my thought was, ‘Charles, they are you. You  are the one creating these experiences, at least a deeper part of yourself.’ Then after a recent comment from him, again wondering about who ‘they’ are, it occurred to me that possibly I knew who they were. I’ve met them, at least my own version of ‘them.’

It happened in May 1975, the night of the full moon on Mykonos in the Greek Isles. I was staying on a beach where travelers from many countries rested for days or weeks sometimes. It was cheap, comfortable and beautiful. You could stay in a room with electricity and a bed for $1 a night or stay for free camping in one of the row of stone huts that provided no amentities. There was a restaurant, bathrooms and showers (10 cents a shower!) I was on a long trip with a limited budget so I stayed in one of the huts.

During that time, I spent a great deal of time with people who spoke English as a second language and used the language as a common denominator. In order to be better understood, I slowed my English and inadvertently started adopting a  ‘broken English’ lexicon myself to the point that other Americans and British nationals joining us would assume I was maybe Scandinavian or German. They would even sometimes mention they were quite surprised by my grasp of English. I knew all the words! Duh!

One of those Americans on the beach who never figured out I was a compatriot was not very well liked. He was a hustler and a braggart and a liar. Totally wrapped up in his ego and he was convinced I was after his girlfriend, a Swedish woman. He also sold LSD on the beach and one evening at dinner he slyly stuck a double dose of it into the rice dish I was eating.

Within an hour my mind felt as if it was being turned inside out. As someone coming of age in the U.S. in the late ’60s, I had experimented with LSD and quickly figured out what he’d done. But I also realized he’d given me an exceptionally high dose, and I knew I was in trouble.

I couldn’t be around people any longer. So I started following a path that led inland away from the beach. After about half a mile I came upon a dog on the trail, who I swear communicated telepathically and told me to sit – a command it had probably heard a few times. It was a good idea and I sat down next to the trail. (Fortunately, the dog left me alone and didn’t have any further commands, such as fetch.)

After that, things took an even stranger turn. I know that some people will think the ensuing events were simply hallucinations, an escape from reality. However, I found LSD to be the opposite, a dive into a deeper reality – for better or worse. In this case, I would barely survive the journey.

After a few minutes, I heard the clip-clop of hooves coming down the trail from in-land. What was coming now? I wondered. This was going to be interesting. Under the moonlight, an upright figure appeared. He had the face of man with a prominent nose and jaw, exaggerated features. He walked past me never pausing, a slight smile on his face. His thighs were furry. His feet were hooves and continued making the clip-clop sound as he walked around a rocky bend, and out of sight.

I felt as if I’d moved into another time or dimension. But my heart was pounding rapidly, even though I was sitting. I felt like I was in serious trouble, that I was close to death, that my heart my explode.  I struggled to survive by telling myself over and over that I wanted to live. I felt very near the edge.

That was when ‘they’ appeared. The moment I was aware of them, a great cheer went up. I heard or sensed the word FINALLY. As if I was finally aware of their existence and I knew I was one of them, but in a physical existence. They were a consortium or group of spirits working together. Somehow, I was with them and here in this world. I clearly remember them telling me that I needed to stop wandering around, that I had work to do. They said I would not only live, but I would go on to write many books and my writings would touch on mysteries in the larger sense of the word.  Much of this came to me as visions unraveling, as well as words. At the very least, I was hallucinating my future!

I stood up and walked back toward the beach. My thought was that my life would never be the same. That I had entered some sort of new reality. I wasn’t even sure what I would find when I returned to the beach. I left the beach soon after that, but not before giving the drug dealer a harsh tongue-lashing in very rapid American English that left him speechless.

I knew nothing at the time about the concept of spirit groups. But later I began seeing references in channeled material to spirits who worked collectively to achieve common goals. Probably the best known spirit group is called Abraham and speaks through Esther Hicks, who has written many books related to the laws of attraction. Abraham has described themselves as “a group consciousness from the non-physical dimension.”

All this occurred to me the other night when Charles wrote about how he had recently met another man who, like him, had experienced alien encounters. That happened in spite of the fact that Charles is secretive and hasn’t even told some family members what happened to him and his wife. Charles again wondered who they were, the ones leading him on this path. So it could be that ‘they’ are him, but much more than him.

 

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Coast to Coast AM

We weren’t going to put up the cover for our new book until the official pub date, Feb. 4, but something a bit strange thing happened late last night. I went onto statcounter and found numerous hits on our websites and the blog, all from Coast to Coast AM, with George Noory.  They have their upcoming shows listed and Rob and I are scheduled for February 4-5, to talk about Aliens in the Backyard: UFO Encounters, Abductions, & Synchronicity. February 4 is the launch date for the book.

In essence, this is our third book on synchronicity, and possibly the first UFO tome that takes a serious look at the connection between the UFO phenomenon and meaningful coincidence. We have a more detailed post on the book coming up on the 4th, but since Coast to Coast put up the link, we thought we should mention it. If nothing else, new arrivals to the blog won’t think they’ve stumbled on a dog park blog!

We love this radio show and are delighted to be included. Years ago, we were on the show when Art Bell hosted it, and talked about a book on dreams we had co-authored.

This time, the topic is one about which we’re really passionate, and our venue is different. The book is being published by Crossroad Press, a new company owned by a couple of visionaries, David Wilson and David Dodd. Crossroad is bringing out our back list titles. This is our first original book with them and we’ll have links available soon for purchase from Amazon, B&N, and iTunes. It will also be available in print.

An excerpt of the book will be available in the pages section of the blog (up there at the top) in a few days. We thank all of you who have contributed to our knowledge about and insights into synchronicity.

Oh, one other thing. We noticed on Statcounter that Homeland Security came here from Coast to Coast. Very interesting that the government apparently thinks UFOs just might be a security concern in spite of the fact that they deny the existence of non-human visitors (or resident-aliens) of our skies.

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