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June 10, 2025 - Project Camelot
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MIKE ORAM AA21
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Now, this tool, I mean, I was only asked a couple of weeks ago if I would step in and replace Miles.
So I've had to quickly put this PowerPoint together.
My first attempt, it lasted two hours and 230 images.
So I've honed it down to one hour and ten minutes, so it's for the timekeepers.
It's five past seven, so I shall be finishing at quarter past eight.
So I'm going to go as fast as I can and hope you can stay with me.
Right, now, this is my book, Does It Rain in Other Dimensions.
Some of the things I'm talking about will be in this book, and if I have to mention this again, I will just briefly call it Diriod.
Now, my experience is I'm 70 now, and it started in 1955.
I was four years of age.
This is the earliest memory of meeting my off-world family.
Here I am with my sister in Stratford.
We lived in a small village.
My aunt and her family lived downstairs and we lived upstairs.
I was standing in the tiny living room.
Now people have said to me in the past, how does a child of four use such terminology?
but visions came into my head and the words to express what I was seeing to my mother.
We'll leave that part, because the next bit, I said to her, and also, Mum, you are not my real parents, and she was quite shocked, and she stepped back, and she said, well, of course we are.
You were born in this house.
I said, you are my parents as far as bringing me onto this earth, but my real parents are out there in space, and I pointed up into the sky.
And then I said, and also, Mum, something of incredible importance is going to happen on this planet that will affect all units of consciousness, whether it be mineral, vegetable, animal or man.
Not in your lifetime, Mum, but in mine.
She spoke about this right up until she died 27 years ago.
Now this is a sort of rendition.
It's a friend of mine who lives in New York.
He comes from the same star system as me.
He's a contactee.
And he drew this for me.
But what it shows is it's the almost feminine look that my space brothers or space family have.
So this is the one that I do show.
Now, throughout my early childhood, a tiger used to come and stand at the bottom of the bed, and I called my mum in many, many, many times to say, surely you can see it.
Look, it's here.
Its head was always in that position, looking at me, and I used to feel that it was some sort of guardian or protector.
Once I laid on my stomach, my head was up near the baseboard, I'd called mum in, and I said to her, If I just moved another fraction, I could touch this tiger.
Surely you can see it.
And she used to say, no, I can't see it.
But my mum also had close encounters, and I used to say to her, you know why I'm here.
You know more about me than you're telling me.
but she always denied it.
Later on in life, probably from my late 20s right up to the present time, I've been visited hundredthly And recently, three years ago, it came every night for two and a half to three weeks, which was quite unusual.
Now what I'm going to do, I will read you just one of the many, many experiences of meeting this incredible creature.
On the 21st of February 2014 at 3am the Black Panther returned.
This was three times in the last five months which was more frequently than the earlier appearances.
I'd retired to bed just after 2.45am and was lying on my right-hand side.
As always, the cat jumped up onto the bed and moved the mattress considerably to make my body wobble side to side.
I immediately knew what this was, as it had happened many times before.
Stepping over my body and working its way to the top of the bed, it then lay down and pushed its head into the side of my face.
I can feel its nose and whiskers and warm, moist breath as this hits my face.
A gentle purring also gives one, almost, gives one a sense of calming and yet also a feeling of insecurity.
This is a very powerful creature.
And although most of me trusts this experience, a part of me feels that if I made the wrong move, I could be killed in an instant.
So there is always this slight sense of unease.
My right hand was just underneath the quilt and palm up.
And after a short while of maybe three minutes, it slightly adjusted its body so as to put one of its front paws into the palm of my hand.
I brought my thumb around to stroke the top of its paw and it felt very soft and silky.
It was almost like it wanted me to do this.
I could feel the pads of its foot on the palm of my hand which easily covered the whole of my hand.
This is a very powerful animal and you can feel its strength and it is this strength which makes me feel wary.
Eventually, it also telephones me.
Eventually, it jumped off the bed.
Yes, I'll be with you in a minute.
And I could hear it walk up the hallway.
And this is normally the end of the experience.
However, after a couple of minutes, the large cat returned and jumped back up onto the bed.
It stepped over me as before and laid down with its face next to mine.
Once again I could feel the warm moist breath.
I must admit that at this point of the experience I was starting to get a bit nervous.
It had never returned like this before and I wondered what the creature had planned and why it had decided to return.
I've felt for years that this creature, whatever it is, is attached to me in some way, yet I still cannot get it out of my head, the mistake of making a wrong move or even a wrong thought.
I also wondered if it was toying with me and my fate was entirely in its hands or paws.
But I do push this aside and accept the powerfulness of this experience and how special it is.
The panther eventually jumped back off the bed and out into the hallway.
This cat has been visiting me for many years, and if it wanted to harm me, it could have done so long ago.
Sometimes I see it walk past me in a room.
I look up from my book and watch it walk into thin air, as if it has gone back to its own time.
I do need to look into these experiences and collate them together and work out what may be happening.
I wonder if this is a sort of shamanic experience and what is it that I need to be doing?
Should I be working on an inner level and contact this creature from there?
This creature is a wonderful beast and a very proud and powerful beast, both in its body and mind, and I do want these experiences to continue.
I also sometimes wonder if it is something to do with the greys.
I must not come to any hasty decisions, but do feel this has something more to do with me and my mystical life than to military grey involvement.
So that's just one of the experiences.
Now, when I was...
In 1958 when I was seven, I had apparently a strange illness.
I was in bed and And my local doctor, the family doctor, came every morning and injected me in the backside and gave mum some strange tablets that I had to take every two hours around the clock.
I asked Mum years later, I said, well, what was this all about?
What was wrong with me?
She said, you had an orange tree growing inside you.
You must have swallowed a pip.
I didn't eat oranges for years after this.
I was so scared of swallowing another pip.
And I said, well, there were two men that used to sometimes come and stand behind the doctor observing.
I said to Mum, well how ill was I?
Oh, you were very ill, she said.
I don't need these, these are my reading glasses.
She said, you were very ill.
She said, in fact, at one point, we thought you were going to die.
I said, but why wasn't I in hospital?
She said, there was no room.
Anyway.
I said, did it eventually come out?
And she said, yes, it did.
And I said, what did it look like?
She said, it was like a little orange tree.
I said, well, how?
And she said, well, it had little roots and branches growing off of it.
The interesting thing about this is that in 2002, it was a hot day, it was late afternoon, and I was washing my car.
And I just had my shorts on.
And I'd crouch down to wash one of the wheels.
My neighbour came home and she came over to talk to me.
And she said, what's that big lump on your back?
I said, oh, it's been there for years.
I said, I've shown it to several doctors and they have all said, we don't know what it is, so it must be a cyst.
She said, I think it's a blackhead.
She said, do you want me to get it out for you?
So I said, yeah, OK.
And she pressed incredibly hard with her two thumbnails.
And then she said, oh, it's just popped out a bit.
I think I can get hold of it.
And she started to pull it out and I could feel it coming out of my back.
It seemed quite long.
And as she was pulling it out, she said to me, oh my God, what the hell is that?
So I stood up and turned around and she placed it into my hand.
And it was wet and rolled up and moist, but it quickly dried out in the sun and opened out to that.
And I was thinking, well, back in 1958, Mum said it had like little roots and branches.
Was this something similar?
I took it upstairs and I put it on a bit of tissue and I went and got a clean jar, took the lid off.
And I was going to drop it into the jar and it was like I was programmed because I just suddenly turned around, put it down the toilet and flushed it away.
The interesting thing about that, some years before this, in the mid or early 80s, I worked in a spiritual healing home, healing people through past life regression, altered state of consciousness, which was incredibly powerful.
I woke up one morning in bed.
And the two people that run the centre were sitting either side of the bed.
And that rather confused me.
I thought, what are they doing in my bedroom?
They said I'd been unconscious for three days.
And I thought it was just an hour.
I didn't believe them.
They went and got a calendar and showed me the dates on the calendar.
And it was three days.
And I said, well, what have you been doing?
Well, we've been looking after you.
Making sure you're okay.
And then they said, right, well, we're going to go down now and prepare the evening meal for the guests.
So I got up, and as soon as I stood up, I gave this almighty sneeze.
It took me so much by surprise, I just put my hand up, and out into my hand came a large, it was like a hard piece of gristle, but it was as round as a marble and about as large as a marble.
I looked at it and I thought, well, this is something unusual, bearing in mind what had happened before.
So I went off to get a jar, to put it in the jar, and then I picked it up, turned around, and flushed it down the toilet.
So I was none the wiser for any of this.
Now, some years after, two-fifth This brilliant series come out by Steven Spielberg called Taken.
It was ten episodes and at the start of each episode they showed a run of little clips of the series and it was the same clips at the start of every episode.
Now, this is just some images from the slip case.
But it followed the generations of two families that had constant contact.
It's an incredible series that they put together.
And they had implants and the whole lot.
Greys were involved, etc., etc.
He had an implant taken out.
This was one of the fathers.
And it was high up in his head, up near his brain.
And they took it out.
And this is in one of the little clips.
And they took it out and they placed it on a piece of tissue, like I did.
And this is an image from the TV, and it's identical to the one that came out of my back.
And initially it was wet, and it quickly dried out and unrolled into that shape.
In 1962, I lived in Stratford, as you can tell I'm a cockney, even though I lived there over 50 years ago, but I lived in Stratford in the east end of London, and just along the road there was a place called Temple Mills Lane.
There was an old temple there in the ancient days.
When you got to the top of Temple Mills, there was a huge open area that was mowed, and on a Sunday, several football pitches, matches would take place.
They all intermingled with one another.
It looked like total chaos.
But in front of that, there was a big, wide-open bit of green field.
I was walking across there one day with a friend, and if I hadn't have been looking down, I think I would have stepped on it.
It was a large green emerald, but it was six-sided.
Now, I tried for years to find an image like this.
Most of the ones I found were four-sided.
So I thought I'd made a mistake, and I just used to say it was a cube.
But then about three years ago, in a charity shop, I found another mineral book, and this was the six-sided one.
It's very rare, and I think they said it comes from somewhere like Chile.
Now this one is set in a block of beryllium.
I picked it up and it had the most amazing fabric.
It had the most amazing effect because it took me to my homeland in the Syrian system and also to my family.
I showed it to my mate.
He had no interest in it at all.
When I got home, I showed it to mum and dad.
And then I took it into the bedroom and I sat on the bed and I used to hold it in my hand and get in contact.
Every day I came home from school, That's the first thing I'd done.
I took it off the shelf and sat on the bed and done the meditations.
I came home one day and it was missing.
I went out to Mum.
She was in what they called the scullery in those days.
She was at the sink preparing vegetables for our evening meal.
And I said to her, have you seen my greenstone, Mum?
And she said, yes, I've thrown it away.
I mean, I was absolutely shocked about it.
I was shocked, and I've never, ever got over it.
I still meditate now and ask my off-welders if somehow they can find it.
I said to Mum, you've what?
You've thrown it away?
You can't do that.
That's my green stone.
I need this to connect to my homeland.
She said, I've put it where you'll never find it.
Now, two years before this, my space brother, The one that mainly comes to me, Telos.
He appeared at the bottom of the bed.
He has long silver hair, blue eyes, and he wears a one-piece like one of the ski suits in silver.
He stood at the bottom of the bed and he placed on the bed, I called it a calling card.
It looked like the cigarette cards you used to get in the 50s and 60s, but it was a bit bigger.
It had a strange feel.
Of like velvet, but it wasn't velvet.
It was some unknown material.
I really couldn't find out what it was.
But on one side, there was an image of Telos down to about here.
And on the other side was several different solar systems and lines that connected them all up.
And he said, these are the ones that I travel around.
She threw that away as well.
And I said to her, why have you thrown my green stone away?
And she said, because as soon as you brought this into the house, strange people were appearing.
And it was scaring us.
We didn't want it.
I never found this green stone.
Now, Commander Ashtar, circa 7980, he was talking about the millions of volunteers that have been coming here for some time.
To try and help lift the consciousness of the race.
And we're all doing our bits, some more than others, but trying to open people's minds to the true reality and to who they really are.
This is who he was talking about here.
And he said, each one of you will be able to prove your sojourn with us, for each will receive undeniable proof to combine with the testimony of many others throughout the globe.
Presenting accounts consistent with your own.
You will be given two objects, one to wear and one to hold.
That will anchor you to that moment for the rest of this embodiment.
Now the green stone, I certainly held it.
And the calling card, I often used to leave in my back pocket and take it out with me.
So in one way, that was something to wear.
And they were both gone.
Now, three men in a boat and a shining stranger, that chapter is in Diriod, but I'll just very quickly touch upon it.
Going down Temple Mills Lane, there is the Acne Marshes.
It was a god-forsaken place.
It was full of mud, ditches, channels, all sorts of dangers, but as kids, we loved it.
It used to go, if you went over right across to the other side, you came to the River Lee.
And it was the industrial part, and it was fast running, and it was a dark brown colour.
We were over there one day, four of us, we were messing around.
We had totally lost track of time.
We didn't have watches.
I was 11 then, and we found this old rowing boat.
It had no oars.
It had an empty painting inside, and that was because the boat leaked.
It got very late.
It was getting dark.
And the eldest one of us said, come on, we'll have to get in the boat now because it's getting too dark.
The three of them got in.
I had one foot in the mud and the other foot I'd stepped into the boat when I suddenly got a very strong telepathic message and it said to me, do not get into that boat.
So I pulled my foot straight out and I said, I'm not coming.
And they said, OK, OK, just push us out.
So I pushed them out and they went into the middle of the river and they started going downstream and disappearing into the dark.
It was actually quite chilling.
I've gone a bit goosey now just thinking about it.
But then once they disappeared, I suddenly came to the realisation that here I was on my own.
It was getting dark.
And I still had to go right across the acne marshes to get back home.
I crossed over a small, narrow bridge, and I went up the bank, and that's where the marshes started, and I panicked.
I started to get very worried.
And then all of a sudden, in the darkness, Telos appeared, and his silver one-piece suit was glowing.
In the darkness.
And his eyes were glowing blue.
And he looked down at me and said, Do not fear.
We are never far away.
We are only a frequency away.
And in the next moment, I found myself on the top of Temple Mills Lane.
And from there, it was about one mile home.
And I could run all the way home, which is what I'd done.
And when I got home, I came round the top of the street.
All the mothers were out, about to call the police.
And Mum said, where have you been?
Where have you been?
And I said, where are the others?
And I said, well, the last I saw of them, they were in this boat with no oars and an empty paint can to bow out the water and they were going down the River Lee.
Now, I won't go into the story.
I haven't got time.
But they were lucky to survive.
And they did say to me the next day, they were rescued.
They did say to me the next day that if you had got in that boat, the weight would have been too much and they could not have kept bailing the water out.
But I was driving home one day in my eight-pound Ford Popular and it was 1968.
I was 17. Mary Hopkins was singing Those Were the Days, my friend, on the transistor radio.
Then I suddenly saw this fog.
It was only in the road and it had an absolute straight edge to it.
I felt, just before I entered the fog, I felt pressure in my head and a sort of dullness in the surroundings.
That fog has never left me.
It's still right here and it sends shivers.
I don't know what happened in that fog.
But the interesting thing is, at that point at the top of Temple Mills Lane, that's where the fog was, that's where I found the green stone, and that's where I was repositioned when I met Telos on the marshes.
That's my eight-pound full popular.
That's the house where I was born.
And the two top windows were one room.
My sister slept in the left-hand side and I was over in the other side until she was too old to be sleeping with her younger brother.
But every, almost every night, I was called to go to the window and open the net curtain.
On the other side of the road, there was one of those, I think they're like breather pipes for the sewers.
And they used to go up to the gutter of the houses opposite.
There was an owl that used to sit on the top of that pipe.
It was the same owl, it seemed to be, every single night.
It never moved its body, it never moved its head, it never moved its eyes, but it was at a slight angle to my window and he just stared across at my window every single night.
And I used to find that just a little bit unnervy.
Now quickly, I got a job delivering bread when I was 18. For Wonderloaf in a bread van, I said to my mum one morning, I'm going to see a flying saucer this morning.
And she just calmly said, we'll take your camera with you.
I said, no, no, this is just ridiculous.
I got to a point where I go down a cul-de-sac.
I used to stop at the bottom and I would have a sandwich and a cup of tea out of the flask.
I was sitting doing that one morning, it was 20 minutes past 8, it was a clear blue sky, when suddenly this huge, Craft.
I found out afterwards it was what they call a mothership.
It was over a mile in length.
It was cigar-shaped.
And it stopped over the power station at Becton.
And that was facing where my car was, my van was facing it.
I'm cutting this short as well.
It is in Derriod.
I jumped out the van, I was standing in the middle of the road, and I was looking up at this huge vehicle.
A part of my consciousness went into this object, and another part stayed with me down on the road.
Shortly after that, I heard the milkman come round.
He used to park behind my van, which he did, and he would go through the park gates, which was in front of me, and he would go into the public conveniences.
So as he walked by, he said, Morning, Baker, and I couldn't answer it.
I was standing there, my head was locked up at 45 degrees, half-eaten sandwich and a cup of tea in the middle of the road.
So I thought, right, I can't.
If he comes back, I thought, surely if I still can't talk to him, he's going to look and think, well, what's he looking at?
But he didn't.
As he came by, he was like in a trance.
And his eyes were just staring straight ahead.
He got into his milk float, turned it around, went round the top of the road.
As soon as that happened, they said to me in the craft, this experience is for you only.
And then I came to.
I gave it a couple of minutes to get myself together and then I started delivering the bread again.
The first house I went to, this elderly lady said, my goodness baker, it looks like you've just seen a ghost.
I said, no, I've just seen this huge, I called it a flying saucer, I've just seen this huge flying saucer, it was over a mile in length.
It took up the whole part of the sky.
You come and have a nice cup of tea, Baker.
I said, no, I'm not joking.
I said, loads of people must have seen it.
It was over a mile in length.
She says, look, you sit down, I'm going to ring your boss, and I'm going to get him to bring out a relief driver.
You are in no fit state to drive that van.
By the time he came out, I come to my senses and I thought, I can't tell him why.
He's had to bring a relief driver out.
So I just said, I don't feel very well.
But it was because of this experience that I met Charles Bowen, who was an editor of Flying Saucer Review.
And I went to the home of Dr. Bernard Finch, who was also a consultant on the magazine, and an article appeared in the March-April edition of 1970, and through that, I found my way to Warminster, and that's when my life actually really kicked off.
Loads of things happened in 1970.
It was an incredible year, and Warminster was brilliant.
I had so many close encounters, contact, communications.
And they would answer our torch and all sorts of things.
Eventually moved there in 77. Arthur Shuttlewood was a great friend of mine and he was a very well-known person in Warminster.
So that was one of his books.
This is where he lived.
Now, we used to go to Warminster because I was living in Essex then.
And we used to go on Friday night and come back Sunday night.
But this time, we had a whole week.
We had a week's holiday.
And we used to get so incredibly excited.
We were so fired up.
We had such desire to meet these people and experience these craft.
And we had an incredible week.
And they came every night.
And you could flash the torch once, twice, three times.
They would answer it back.
They would send out little lights that we called brain lights.
And this particular week, one night, one of the lights landed in a field.
We went back and sat in the car for a while, and this huge, incredible flash of white light shot out of the hedge, and it covered the car.
We all three immediately shielded our eyes.
The car started playing up electrically, so we took it to the garage and the mechanic's spanners stuck to the bonnet.
Now, after this incredible week, I got home about midnight on a Sunday and burst through the front door.
Mum and Dad were still up.
It was midnight and they were waiting for me to make sure I'd come home safely.
Well, I just unleashed upon them the whole week that we'd just had.
My mum was a sensitive and she found it all very interesting.
My dad did not want to know.
And I thought to myself, right, well, they tell me to go somewhere and I go and they're there.
I'm going to ask them to come somewhere.
So I said to them, I sat in meditation on off for two weeks and I said to them, can you come to the house so that my dad can see you?
I was working at the Ford Motor Company then.
And it was a three-shift system.
And this particular week, I was working, it was 10pm to 6am.
I used to go to bed at 3pm in the afternoon.
Mum would wake me up at 9pm and I would get to work for 10. Now, I was woken up at 10 to 8. Now, I was so used to this.
They'd wake me up and tell me to look out a certain window, open a certain door, drive somewhere in the car, whatever.
And they said to me, go into your parents' bedroom and look out the window.
I went straight through there, opened the curtain, and there, hovering above the house, was this huge sphere, and it was like it was alive, because there's all these bits of, like, crystal light coming off of it.
I went downstairs.
Mum was in the kitchen preparing my evening meal.
Forgot to tell Mum, so she missed it all.
Dad was sitting in the armchair, so I just calmly said to him, would you like to see one of those flying saucers, Dad?
And sort of tongue-in-cheek, he said, yeah, wouldn't mind, son.
So I said, well, open the front door.
Step outside and have a look.
He went outside, and over and above the house was this huge silver glove.
Now, my dad never got excited.
And he said, quick, come get the binoculars!
So I rushed upstairs, got the binoculars.
He was looking through them.
But after about three or four minutes, I thought to myself, this is waiting.
For quite a reasonable amount of time in a reasonably built-up area.
And they said to me, if we went away too quickly, your father would go inside and sit down and find some way to explain it away.
But they said, by waiting for this amount of time, he will fully take into his consciousness what he was seeing and he will never forget it.
And then, it started to move across the road.
Just breaking away from that, I was 18. This is my three litre straight six, Austin Westminster super deluxe with walnut tables in the back and a walnut dashboard.
I felt a million dollars.
It went across the road here.
So then my dad said, quick upstairs!
And we got into the bedroom and he started running across to the window.
Now one thing you'd never done, some of you would have heard this before, I know, but one thing I'd ever done in my mum's house was touch my mum's neck curtains.
I don't know how she knew, I think she had some sort of divine sixth sense.
I used to memorise where the pleats were.
And I would put them back in the same place and she still knew.
But I still touched the net curtains because I knew my mum wouldn't do anything to me.
But it was more than my dad's life was worth to touch them.
So he never touched the net curtains.
But today it was different.
And he ran across to the window and he practically ripped the curtains off the rail.
And for that moment in time I was more concerned about the damage to the net curtains than this incredible craft that was outside the house.
He flung open the window.
And we both looked out, and it went across the road, and it went about a mile away, which is where the River Thames was, and you could see it reflecting in the river below.
Then it done a classic thing that they do.
It stopped for a few seconds, it moved to the left for a couple of seconds, and then it shot off at the most incredible speed, straight up into the sky.
My dad said, where's it gone?
And I said, it's just shot up into the sky, Dad.
And that was it.
We moved on.
Now, my dad never talked about it again, and I never talked to my dad about the rest of my life with my incredible experiences.
But then mum eventually died about 27 years ago.
Dad quickly went downhill.
I was now living in the Lake District and I was driving all the way down to Essex two or three times a week, making sure he was okay, setting up...
But he quickly did go downhill and about four years later he was in an auspice.
I went down to see him one day and I went into the room and he was like propped up in bed.
But he didn't look like my dad at all.
He was white and sunken.
I spoke to him, just chatted to him for about two hours.
Never got anything back, not even the Second World War, which it always could do.
And then I stood up and I kissed him on the forehead and I said, I've got to go now, Dad.
I've got to get back to the Lake District.
And I was just about to leave the room and he said to me, do you remember that light?
I came back in the room.
I said, what light, Dad?
He said, that light that come over the house.
I said, well, do you remember that then?
And he said, yes.
I said, well, tell me about it.
And he did, every single moment, every single part of that experience.
But is that not what they said?
He would fully take into his consciousness what he was seeing and he would never forget it.
So it obviously touched him much more deeply than I realised.
It's just that he couldn't talk about these things.
Now, again, back to 1970.
It was an incredible year.
I was told telepathically to go to Star Hill at a certain time.
Star Hill was the best place.
Everyone went up Cradle Hill.
That was the famous place.
But no one really knew about Star.
There was no light pollution and the energy there was just unbelievable.
I was told to go there at a certain time.
A light came down from the sky shortly after and about the energy.
This is where it was.
These are ancient ill thoughts.
We used to come down this road and park down by the farmer's barn.
Sometimes a farmer would come down about midnight and ask if we've seen anything.
And this is where the landing was.
But one day, some bright spark thought it would be a good idea to burn his barn down.
It actually blocked it off, and the only way then was that down this road, it was the back entrance, and you had to park the car there and walk down, but it just wasn't the same.
It did not have the energy of this place.
There's a whole chapter in Warminster about my experiences in Warminster at that time, but that's where the landing was.
So I'll quickly read this to you.
The bright star moved down over Scratchbury Hill.
It followed the contours of the summit and came down into the field immediately in front of me.
and there it hovered just a few inches above the ground sparkling and jewel-like enticing me to move closer and observe I walked nearer this glittering diamond from the sky and waited I felt the blood pulsing through my veins, but my heart and mind were eager in anticipation of what would happen next.
Then a section of this glowing sphere grew more radiant, and from this radiant stepped two men, two beautiful-looking men with shoulder-length silver hair and dressed in shiny silver clothing.
The taller man held up his hand, palm open, with fingers pointing towards the sky, and in my mind I heard the word welcome, and I automatically held my hand in the same way.
You must open your mind, I was told.
He was meaning the human race.
Before it is too late, how do you think you will react when faced with the knowing that you have trapped yourselves?
It did not have to be this way.
You are fast heading towards the final stages of your transition.
Energies are approaching from somewhere near the centre of your galaxy.
That will give you the opportunity for change, the opportunity to shift your awareness and your eternal self into a higher dimension, a higher frequency, where you will find new horizons and become part of a much larger family and play a much more responsible role in the unfolding of this universe.
You are, all of you, independent sparks of consciousness from the prime creator, the source of all that is.
We are also aware of the universal law of free will and we will not impose ourselves upon those who do not seek for enlightenment.
We are here this evening in answer to your calling and we warn you now of the dangers your planet faces in the upcoming years.
She will need your help to bring her through into the new reality, the transition into a higher frequency dimension.
Too many people are still asleep, numbed into submission.
They stare into their TV screens and read the headlines of their newspapers and accept their lot.
He then smiled.
And I noticed, as he looked down, a mischievous glint in his eye as he continued.
And they think you are weird.
The strange boy who chases lights in the sky whilst talking of life on other planets.
In the next few years, we will show ourselves more in the skies in the hope of waking up some of these lost souls, and you must play your part in the telling of this cosmic tale.
Stay focused and true to yourself.
Take time to meditate and concentrate your mind on your inner divine being.
This will be your unfailing guide as we enter the troubled times of not only Gaia's transition, but also the up-tempo beat of control in your society.
Whatever is thrown at you now, do please believe us when we tell you that they are frightened men.
They need to keep the frequency down in order for their own survival.
Otherwise, they will find their lives changed forever and Yes.
The ride ahead may be difficult, and that is entirely up to you and what you intend to do about the events being set into place, but the final transition will be glorious to behold.
The two men looked down and smiled, their bodies glowing silver in the dark night.
The craft, which seemed sentient itself, watched and waited for the command to allow them to re-enter.
They once again held their...
hands palm forward with fingers pointing to the sky and as they stepped backwards the craft increased its brilliance and I knew this magical moment was about to end they turned and walked through the radiant diamond as if blending into the essence of light and they returned from whence they had come and the craft retreated to the starry earth I stood for ages.
I'm not sure how long and wondered how many of those countless suns shining in the firmament also supported life.
Eventually I made my way back home, driving the car along the dark track and back to the main road, all the time scanning the sky for any sort of movement in the vain hope of a sudden return of the radiant sphere of light.
I had met these men before.
And I was quite sure we would meet again in the not-too-distant future, when I was never sure.
Now, I had a rock band in the 80s and 90s, and I wrote a song called Travellers, and it was about this experience in 1970.
And two years ago, it was played on over 300 radio stations in California and elsewhere after being released on the Eclectia CD.
That's me in my heyday.
That's me looking like an alien on Cradle Hill in 1970.
And I'm being crushed against the famous White Gates.
This is my friend John Bennett who was with me.
And my other dear friend Chris Trubidge.
Yeah, we messed around a lot.
We were only young.
But did we take this subject seriously?
And it's all about desire, you know, because, and love and the heart centre, because people used to say to me, how is it that when you're down here, we all see these craft, and when you're not here, we don't?
I said, because you've got to have the love in your heart, the desire to want to meet these people, and they will respond.
Very quickly about warm, it kicked off on Christmas Day 1964, and there were lights everywhere down the high streets, cars were stopping, people were taken, so much so that in 1965 the public had demanded a meeting, and this took place in August 27th 1965.
Over 300 people were forced into the town hall.
300 more were outside on the pavements and the road and they put speakers outside for these people to hear it.
Some people came from all around the world and they said that even the pubs ran dry.
When I gave a talk in Liverpool, this chap came up to me afterwards with his wife and he said, we were coming back from Cornwall that day and they were interested in UFOs and he stopped off at Warminster and this meeting was going on and he said, that is exactly what happened.
Now, in 2004, me and Fran went to the, we were invited by a very dear friend of ours, Mary Rodwell, to go to Loughlin and Nevada, the UFO conference, and we went to Area 51. Now, I can't talk about this now because it's two whole chapters in the book and it will take one hour, but we had two and a half hours of missing time.
That's the Groom Lake.
That's ETI Way, and you drove 14 miles down the Groom Lake Road, and then you'd come to the barrier where you couldn't go any further.
It was there that we were chased by a military truck, and when we next came to, it was two and a half hours later, I had five days of regression to uncover what had happened.
We were aware of some stuff that was going on, which I haven't got time to tell you about now, but it's an incredible story.
And Talos appeared when we were in this underground base.
It felt like an underground place.
And he rescued us, but I can't go into that now.
His mind overshadowed everything.
It was unbelievable.
And he said to them, I'm going to go over time if I start saying, but he said to them, no harm must come to him and you must put him back where you got him from.
And they'd done it.
But we had marks on our bodies.
We had a very strange sickness.
Me for three days, Fran for two days.
And a very strange event.
Because we were running late now, it was too late to drive the 160 miles back to Loughlin.
So we went on to Little Ailey Inn and we hired a mobile home.
There's something very strange about that place but I better not start going down that road but quickly I disappeared in the night and Fran went out looking for me.
She couldn't see me at all.
She walked all around.
She called for me.
She went back to the mobile home.
She sat on the edge of the bed and she said I didn't know what to do.
I went into like a controlled panic.
She said I thought suppose he never comes back because she's always got this fear of me going back home without telling her.
Just serious, I mean.
I was on the craft.
And it was like a floating city.
I've been on this place several times.
It's unbelievable the size of this thing.
I was talking to my space brother Telos.
But when he said to me that they had to put Fran in stasis because she was just getting too upset, wondering where you are, because Fran said she thought to herself, We're in the middle of nowhere.
So I stood up with Telos and we were saying goodbye.
He opened his hand and he used his mind and the ether and a pink rose formed in his hand.
And his hand went through my body into my heart center and he released it in my heart center.
And there was this most incredible...
When I got home, a friend of mine was taught astrology at White Eagle Lodge in Lys in Hampshire.
And she had access to the inner sanctum.
Grace Cook had passed on a long while ago, but in the inner sanctum she said, there's lots of white eagles.
Very early channeled stuff through Grace Cook.
And she said in there were several mentions of the masters.
I'd never heard of this.
I nearly didn't tell her because I thought she wouldn't believe me.
Of the masters who create with their mind out of the ether a pink rose that they place into the heart centre.
He said it was the Christ consciousness and it was to do...
The Monarch Convergence, 8th November 2003, I was on the computer, I got an email, it was a Saturday, 11 o 'clock in the morning, an email from my friend who was a psychic lady, and she said she'd just been talking to her guide, and this was a special day, and you could make a wish, but he said to her, be careful what you wish for.
She said, I asked him the best time for you, geographically, what time, and it was 4 o 'clock.
Anyway, I went back on the computer.
I didn't really give it much thought, but you know what it's like when you're on the computer?
These huge chunks of time just seem to go somewhere.
The next time I looked at my watch, it was half past three, and I thought, well, I've had enough now on the computer.
I'm going to have a walk up the lane, get some fresh air.
So I've been up here a thousand times.
I lived here for 21 years.
That's the crossroads just there.
That's going past the crossroads.
So I sat on that bench a thousand times, meditating over the mountains.
I was doing that.
Two minutes had passed.
Now, if any off-welders are going to come, even the ones that come and take my sperm, which at its height, I was being taken three to four times a day, and that was incredibly tiring.
I can tell you.
But it was out of my control.
I suddenly was aware of something happening where those daffodils are.
I opened my eyes and it was Telos.
He appeared.
There was no warning.
And he pointed to the other side of the road.
There was a sheep looking through that metal gate and it saw everything and I wondered how much of it it might have understood.
But a portal opened up.
That is almost identical to the portal that opened up Area 51 and forced us through at gunpoint.
Telos said to me, you can step through that portal now and go home.
He said, you will not suffer any karma because you have done enough good in this world.
And I said, well, no.
I said, I can't just disappear because Fran's going to wonder where I've gone.
And I said, and also, I want to write my book, which I did do shortly after this, Does It Rain in Other Dimensions.
I said, but also, since the age of four, I'd come here to help people, to open people's minds for this big event that was going to happen, not in your lifetime, Mum, but in mine.
People were saying to me, just before the pandemic, well, it hasn't happened yet, is it?
You'll be dead soon, you're 70. You know, it still hasn't happened.
They said, I said, it will happen.
Don't worry, it's very close.
It will happen.
And, of course, it did kick off this thing, this cold, whatever it is.
Anyway, he said, well, he's a man of few words, but he will not influence your life, and I must make that clear.
He gave me enough warning.
He said, if you don't go home, you're going to suffer a lot of pain.
Well, when I was 17, I was a trainee tea taster and buyer in London, and the tea taster room was eight floors up.
I had a strange feeling to hang behind.
For a couple of minutes, I had two trains and a bus to catch, and I thought, I can't stay here.
Everyone had gone.
So I started to go out in the office.
My friend George was still in the office.
He had the window open and he got up onto the window ledge and he was about to jump out eight floors up.
He had good leverage from both sides.
I rushed across and managed to grab hold of him.
My feet were slipping on the lino.
I got him in and locked the window and ran through into my boss's room and he was still there so he had to sort of deal with it.
But I ruptured three discs in my spine.
I was about to run for my country.
Which was then the 100 yards.
That all came to an end.
And I even lost my job because I couldn't get back for six weeks.
It was a very Victorian place.
Now I thought, then every year, once, twice, three times a year, my disc would slip.
I could be just blowing my nose, anything.
And it took one to two months of lying on the bed.
You couldn't move.
You were in absolute agony.
I thought he was referring to that.
So I thought, well, That's a way of life now.
I can cope with that.
It's bad pain, but that is life.
But shortly after that, I developed severe peripheral neuropathy.
And the myelin sheath in my nerves was breaking down.
The nerves were going dead.
There's no feeling in the feet and legs.
But where the nerves misfire, the neuropathic pain is ten times worse than slipping the disc.
And it doesn't stop.
It's 24-7.
So I rarely get to bed.
I've had about...
But he wouldn't tell you that, because that's influencing your life.
But he gave me enough warning to say, if you stay, you're going to have a lot of pain.
So I said, no, I'm going to stay.
So the portal closed.
And I was back on the bench, and I started to panic.
And I thought, have I made the right choice?
So I said to him, look, I need a sign.
I need a sign that is so incredibly obvious that it's telling me...
And he smiled and he disappeared.
I closed my eyes.
One minute later, I heard someone running down the hill.
I opened my eyes and it was this man.
He had this little dog on extending lead that was pulling him along.
And he said to me, it's all right, it's all right.
He said, she just wants to get under the bench.
She's frightened of all the traffic.
There is no traffic along this line.
You might see the odd And the dog came and went under the bench and he said, "Can I sit down?" And I said, "Yeah." I said, "What's all this about traffic?
There ain't no traffic down here." I said, "I've been here 45 minutes now.
Nothing's passed." "Ah, but it does at five o 'clock." And I thought, "Oh my God, I've got a weirdo here." And then, if I wasn't one already.
So I said to him, "I love this lane." And he said, "So do I." He said, I've been all around the well, but there's nothing as lovely as this lane.
I said, no, but in the winter, I said it can get very icy and snowy.
I know, he said.
Back in, I think it was 1962, he said he was coming home with his wife at midnight, and he was coming down the hill, and he got to here, and he couldn't get any further.
It was deep snow.
He said, I got out to try and push the car off the lane, and I couldn't budge it at all.
He said, all of a sudden, these three young girls, he said, they weren't even dressed for winter.
Suddenly appeared and said to him, you're right then, pop.
And he said, no, he said, I want to get my car in the field.
Get back in, we'll push you.
And they just pushed him through this deep snow.
He said to his wife, I'm just going to go out and thank him.
He got out and they were gone.
So he went back to his wife, he said, those girls are gone.
She said, what do you mean they've just pushed you into the field?
He said, I'm telling you, they're gone.
And then he turned to me and he said, don't you just love stories like that?
And then I thought, is this the sign?
What an incredible coincidence!
And then he stood up and he said, I've got to go now, he said, because there'll be a lot of traffic soon.
And I said to him, well, where do you live then?
He said, I live along this lane.
I said, but it's only nine houses.
I said, I've been up here a thousand times.
I've never seen you.
And he said, I've never seen you.
I never saw him after that again.
And I must have gone back up the lane another 500 times before I eventually left Windermere and went to Kendall.
This was the house.
I had the whole little top of it.
And this was my living room.
This is where the golden funnel came through the window.
The light beams arrived, Saturday 18th of June, 1994, 2.50am.
Now, I had the mattress in the living room because my back was playing up.
I woke up.
I always know something's going to happen, so I mentally prepare myself.
It could be off-worlders.
It could be anything.
This golden funnel came through the window.
And out of it came thousands of stars and started dancing around the top of the ceiling.
And then numbers and letters and symbols came out and done the same thing.
And then two beings of golden light, they were looked about six inches long inside the funnel.
But as soon as they came outside, it was so quick you couldn't see it happen.
They were about six foot two, six foot three.
And they came and hovered over me.
Their two faces looked like finely chiseled marble.
Brilliant gold.
And it was male and female energies and they merged inside me and it took my breath away.
It was incredible.
Then there was a brilliant bright light that appeared, the brightest light I've ever seen.
And I knew I was going to be taken into this white light and I thought I'm not worthy in such a place.
But into the light I went.
And as soon as I went into the light, I was in complete and utter oneness.
There was no inside, no outside.
It was like totally, it was totally, totally one.
Nothing could be separated.
But then, I eventually became aware of something else.
If this wasn't incredible enough, this complete and utter oneness, I became aware of something that was behind it.
And it was holding it all together.
And it was love.
It was love in large capital letters.
It was a universal, unconditional love.
and what it was showing me is that originally everything that came into being originally came from love.
And then they said to me, all the...
And then I came back out of the funnel, out of the light.
The light beings, these golden beings came out of my body and went back through the funnel and so did the numbers, letters, symbols and stars and then the funnel disappeared.
Now, Fran found this out.
The ancient Egyptian right eye of Horus' mystery school teachings involved a mixture of sacred geometry and meditation.
And once he had reached a certain level, the initiate might experience the vision of a golden tube from which came numbers and symbols.
And some years later, I read one of Dolores Cannon's books, The Custodians.
And in that book, she said, I came across it too many times for coincidence.
She used to regress thousands of people who had experiences like myself.
She'd come across it too many times for coincidence of a golden funnel.
If people were indoors, it came through the window.
If they were outside, it came down from the sky.
And out of that funnel came numbers and letters and symbols and went into the person's mind.
Now I can't go into this now because I'm going to run out of time.
I gave a talk in Southern Ireland.
Robert Sallis was there.
Mary Rodwell was there.
Ross Emsworth was there, but when I got to the point of putting my symbols up on the screen, Robert Salas turned his laptop round to Ross and he said that Daniel Sheehan,
He gave these to Robert Sallis and he had them on his laptop and he said to Ross Hemsworth, look at these symbols I've got on my laptop.
They're identical to the ones that Mike is showing on the screen now.
I had a four-hour regression with the Laura's Canon, and that's when I first met the tulip peoples on the front of my book.
Not drawn quite right, but it was a do with...
I've since been taken on the craft, or wherever they are, to meet some of my hybrid children, and it is a very, very emotional thing.
To keep leaving them.
And once I'd seen one, she looked about eight.
I saw her about three times.
And on the third time, I knelt down to see her and she suddenly said, I love you.
That's the first time she'd ever spoken.
And that knocked me for six.
Now, it was my 60th birthday.
The day before, I was on the computer, 10 o 'clock at night.
When I was told telepathically to get my large SLR digital camera and put the large flash gun on top of the camera and go outside and photograph in the field from my balcony.
So I did that.
And I started getting these shots.
I called them shooting orbs.
But they were all leaving the earth at incredible speed.
It's only the camera that could have captured it.
Now, they were coming through the field.
If you're lighting them, there's hundreds more in the background, but they were coming through the bank and even through the balcony where I was standing.
And I took 25 shots, and then I went downstairs to tell my neighbour, and I started showing him on the back of the camera.
I said, look, something incredible is happening in the field at the back here.
I said, I'm going to go back and take some more.
When I got back, the whole phenomenon had stopped.
And I was really annoyed.
I thought, I shouldn't have gone.
I should have just carried on snapping away.
And if it happens again, that's exactly what I'll do.
The next day was my birthday.
I had a friend who had arranged for a few friends to come round.
The day after, I was back on my computer.
At the same time, 10 o 'clock at night, another telepathic message.
Take your camera outside.
This time, it was already still sitting on the kitchen top.
And I took 60 photos.
Now at one point, I communicated.
And I said, where are you going?
And they said that Mother Earth is changing frequency and we are now leaving into this higher frequency.
That's what they said.
I never captured them since.
I captured orbs, but never got this phenomenon.
And of course I was told to go out there and take them.
But I also got this image.
Let me get it onto a blue mask.
This one.
Because it's got the split head.
Now is this the energy form?
I don't know.
But this is five foot high.
That's its legs and its hand and its head.
And this is what I saw when I had the regression with Dolores Cannon.
I said, I called them a tulip pea because it looked like two leaves of a tulip.
Is that the energy form?
I don't know.
But the next image, the last image, was that the energy form moving away?
Because that was the next shot.
Quickly tell you about this.
I spent six weeks interviewing this man.
He was taken on board of craft in Warminster, near Warminster, three times.
I investigated it in 1992.
His first encounter was on the edges of Longleat Forest, the same December 64. It was Christmas Day 64. It kicked off in Warminster.
The second and third encounters were in a gravel pit by arrangement and that gravel pit, when I was living down there, I spoke to three men that worked there on the big machines and they said they refused to work there on their own at night in the quarry bottom because the lights were constantly moving around.
So the first encounter was by accident.
There was to be a fourth meeting, but he didn't keep it because he was getting MIB trouble and all sorts of things, and he started keeping on the move, and I've come across this before.
Now, I've been interested in rock bands in the 60s and 70s, many of big names that have had close encounters, and I'm interested in their words, the words that they write.
I think a lot of these people knew more than they let on.
Especially early Genesis and early Yes, very mystical, if you know about mystical work.
Now, crime of the century, that's a good name in itself anyway, especially with this ridiculous situation we find ourselves in now.
This is a dark, satanic force, and you cannot underestimate You really cannot underestimate what is going on here.
And this is what I warned my mother about when I was four.
But the light always wins in the end over the dark.
The dark is no match for the light.
And we will win this battle and it will not be long.
Now this song from this one, just one verse, if everyone was listening, and it fits in to where we are now.
If everyone was listening, you know, there'd be a chance that we could save the show.
Who'd be the last clown to bring the house down?
Oh no, please no, don't let the curtain fall.
don't let the curtain fall don't let the curtain fall don't let the curtain fall I And we must remember that because we are in charge and we are powerful people.
They do not want us to know that.
We are gods with a small g in the making.
And it's time now for us to get our powers back.
So thanks very much.
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