If you’ve read much of my work you know that I’m involved in the research of UFOs from a Biblical perspective. I wasn’t always like this. I grew up with a dad who believed in UFOs because of an encounter that he had with an object while night fishing back in New Jersey at a lake called Wawayanda. My dad became obsessed with UFOs and we would steal away once a month to New York City where he could buy UFO magazines at the newsstands. He didn’t want to get teased about believing in Little Green Men, so we went to the city where everyone is anonymous. We had volumes of UFO magazines and dad even sent off for the USAF report called Blue Book (the public edition of course). Of course, being my father’s son, I became a layman expert in the field because I read everything that dad read and I absorbed it like a sponge. I had my own encounter with “unexplained phenomenon” while a child too.

As I grew older I came to faith and in the year 1979 I came to know Yeshua as my savior. While my new faith was young I had no interest in UFOs. Oh, from time to time I wondered about them, and how they fit into Yahweh’s scheme of things, but that was it. As I grew in faith I had to face the fact that my interest in UFO’s needed to be addressed, not from a secular view, but from a Biblical view. I began to scour the scriptures and the internet. The scriptures gave me vague ideas about the subject, but the internet helped Yahweh to open my eyes. I began to read the writings of others and found that there is a profound spiritual component to the UFO and Alien Abduction phenomenon. From the time that I came to faith I had a sneaking suspicion that UFO’s were sinister in nature, and being young in faith I wanted to become more firm in my beliefs before I studied anything else. In the 1990’s I was firmly rooted in my faith and began to have a look see to see if there was a paranormal aspect to UFOs.

I have always had a scientific way of looking at things. Coming from a family that had vast plumbing background I knew that science applied to just about every aspect of life. Physics plays an important aspect into almost all aspect of the trades of plumbing, pipefitting, electricians, electronics and yes, even carpentry. However, my new faith showed me that the God that created everything was also the God of physics, and if Yahweh Elohim is the creator of the Universe (which He is) then he has to be somehow outside the realm of the physical universe. If the creator was part of the creation then he would have to create himself when he created the universe, making him part of his own creation; this notion being much akin to the theory of evolution; something created itself from nothing.

Yahweh can’t be in another dimension, because dimensions are part of the universe (or universes if you want to go that direction), He would have to be outside of the entire creation, in an unique reality that would be beyond time and space. Time and space figure a lot into the universe as we know it and as it exists. One thing that always bothered me about UFOs was that in many cases they either vanished or zoomed up into the nothingness of space at speeds that would kill anything that was corporeal. I read about them vanishing into the ground and even going into or coming out of what some speculated to be wormholes. If something defies the laws of physics, then it has to be subject to something other than physics, such as metaphysics. Then, I began to read works by J. Allen Hynek, Jacques Vallee and others who suggested that UFOs and aliens might be interdimensional in nature. This made a lot of sense to me. If you aren’t physical (meaning a reality in our dimension) then you can defy the laws of physics. For instance, if an object appears to make a ninety degree angle at nine thousand miles per hour in our dimension, if it were interdimensional then in its real dimension it could be doing something that is possible there, but looks impossible here. Plus, if it is entering our dimension from its own dimension such things might be possible before it fully becomes part of our dimension, where it would be subject to the physics of our reality.  In other words, are UFOs really physical objects, or are they portals that are able to be not physical while in transition between portals, but physical while here; sort of like a Star-Gate that molds to the reality that it is in.

The Bible eludes to the fact that we are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses, which suggests that there are beings that are all around us that can see us but that we cannot see. The book Flat Land is an interesting book. The premise behind the work is that someone living in a one dimensional reality cannot see a three dimensional being because flatland is a one dimensional world. The only way to enter into his world would be to introduce something through the one dimensional plane. I like the way that Chuck Missler explains it. If you were to place the tip of your finger into flatland, the person living there would see a circle, and if he could see anything else he would not be able to explain it. If a ball were to pass through flatland, the person living there would see a dot that grew to a circle the diameter of the ball and then would shrink down to a circle and disappear.

Now we come to something interesting. Many times when we hear people describe their encounters with supernatural beings, they say that they saw it first through the corner of their eyes. I for one, believe that our peripheral vision can see into the supernatural. While I lived in Sacramento, my living-room window would face west and southwest. Looking southwest was looking toward the direction of the former Mather Air Force Base. My television was situated so that when I watched it I was looking south. When I would watch television and had the blinds open there were many times, when out of the peripheral vision, I would see things appear outside to my left, right above where Mather Field would be. When I would turn to look directly, it would not be there. We’re told that the retina of the eye is made up of rods and cones; one receives blacks and whites and the other receives colors. I know, just from sitting here experimenting, that if I’m looking straight and I hold my left hand to my side, I know that it’s there, but I do not see it clearly. That means that the refractory factor is different between straight on view and peripheral. When we look straight on we see things clearly because our eyes are programmed to focus, however our peripheral vision isn’t programmed to focus. The light and/or image that we see peripherally enters the eye at an angle. Could that be why the peripheral tends to see things that are interdimensional while the straight eye doesn’t.

Here’s another oddity. I have a friend that lives down in Roswell, New Mexico. He likes to take pictures of scenery and cloud formations and such. He’s a lover of nature as well as the creator of nature. Mike takes many pictures, where he doesn’t see any anomalies with his naked eye, or even through the lens finder, yet quite a few pictures when they are views have images of UFOs in the background. What is the difference between the camera and the human eye. Both are trained to focus and such, but the eye never stops seeing motion. The camera snaps a picture in what we call a moment of time. Time keeps moving for the eye, but it stops for the camera. Another interesting thing happened a couple of years ago. Actually, the event occurred in 2005 but what occurred during the event was not pointed out to me until around 2013. Back in 2005 several of us went out into the desert near Roswell to find what David Flynn thought would be the real 1947 crash site for the UFO event that year. One strange things is that the Government purchased GPS device lost the 14 satellites that were tracking our hike. This happened not only once, but twice and really puzzled Mark Flynn who said that it was not really possible since the device was working, was tested before we went out and worked before and after both events. But what was really interesting was sent to me in an email question. A fellow of ours asked if we had ever noticed the UFO that flew by while we were out there, and that there was a second one too. I looked at the video and stopped it frame by frame around the time that he mentioned and sure enough, a disk shaped object was at the top left corner of one frame and was exiting the picture in the lower right hand of the next frame. None of us had ever seen that object, or the other one later on, but it appeared on the video. If you go to my channel, yirmayahu1 on YouTube you can see the video.

Before I go on, I mentioned the works of J. Allen Hynek and Jacques Vallee. In those works they both referred to UFOs having the characteristics of something more interdimensional rather than interstellar physical craft. In some works, Vallee states that UFOs and aliens act more demonic than physical in character. It’s easy to understand why they would use the “interdimensional” word; simply because to say the “spiritual realm” would denote that there is a higher power, something that scientists cannot say. If they use “spiritual,” they will most likely be highly ostracized from the scientific community. I do think that Mr. Vallee was quite brave to use the word “demonic” in some of his quotes, as have other secular researchers, but always likening the UFO phenomenon to what the “ancients” viewed as demonic.

Oh, and before we go any further I must emphasize that there are different types of UFOs. What do I mean by that? Well, there are real nuts and bolts UFOs constructed by men using back engineering. There is a second type, a spiritual reality that enters into our physical reality bringing with it fallen angels, or what secular society sees as creatures from other star systems or galaxies. If you read the accounts of what happened before the flood, from the Bible but also from Apocryphal books such as 1 Enoch, Jubilees and Jasher. The three latter books are not considered canon, but just like Josephus and Philo are ancient historians that Christians and Jews revere, so these three latter books are great for gaining an understanding of certain epochs of time and the history therein. Information is obtained from those books that certain “technologies” were given to mankind via the fallen angels, whom incidentally are named in those books. As a side note, many of the false gods of the New Age are again using those same names; my thought, not by coincidence, but on purpose because they are the same entities.

So when I mention nuts and bolts UFO’s that have been obtained by backward engineering of crashed UFOs, my belief is that those “crashed” UFOs were crashed on purpose to give humans “technology” that the fallen angels will ultimately use against mankind, just like before the flood. This would in some degree fulfill Yeshua’s words, where He said that when He returned, it would be like “in the says of Noah.”  You can read more about man-made UFOs by going to Jim Wilhelmsen’s site, Echoes of Enoch, or by buying his book, Beyond Science Fiction.

The other UFOs that many see are spiritual in nature, and I believe, are portals between other dimensions and our own. Jim Wilhelmsen has done a wonderful job putting an article together called The Clouds of Heaven, where he asserts that scripture proves that angelic entities use what he terms “vehicles” to enter and exit our reality. When we use the word “vehicle” it doesn’t necessarily mean a physical craft, but a way that is used to convey from one place to another. For instance, when I’m teaching math class at school and I write out the formula on the board, it is a vehicle that is being used to allow the students to understand how to do the math. In other words, a vehicle can be a method. Merriam Webster’s Online dictionary defines vehicle as:

Vehicle:

1. an inert medium (as syrup) in which a medicinally active agent is administered; any of verious media acting usually as solvents, carriers, or binders for active ingredients or pigments.

2. An agent of transmission: carrier.

3. A medium through which something is expressed, achieved, or displayed <an investment vehicle>; especially: a work created dspecially to display the talents of a particular performer.

4. A means of carrying or transporting something <planes, trains, and other vehicles>: as a motor vehicle; a piece of mechanized equipment

We know that in our current reality, we can reckon four dimensions; length, width, height and the fourth being time. We can all relate to those things because we see them constantly while we’re alive. However, like our friend in FlatLand not being able to fully understand above one dimension, we cannot comprehend outside of those four dimensions without using some complicated physics, and even after that, we still cannot fully understand anything beyond the four that we know. What always amazes me about scientists is that if they would dare to read a Bible, they would come up with things well before and far easier than they do using all of the computations that they employ. For instance, science talks about space/time being a fabric. A good search of the Bible shows that this is not a new concept. The Bible talks about the heavens being stretched out like a garment, spread out like a tent, and that some day it will be rolled back like a scroll.

Now, perhaps what I present now is a bit too simplified. After all, all of these new theories about the universe come from people with doctorates in physics and particle sciences, so how can it be simple. If we take the Bible and science literally, and space/time is a fabric, then there is something on one side of the fabric and something on the other side of the fabric. Of course, for science’s sake we have to imagine a four dimensional fabric. When I was a child I can remember a peculiar smell in my grandparent’s closet. My grandmother explained to me that the smell was called mothballs. These little white balls were made from naphtha, a chemical that moths found offensive. Without those little white balls in the closet, certain moths could lay their eggs on certain fabric and the eggs would hatch and become larvae that would eat holes in the fabric. We hear a lot of talk by scientists these days concerning something called the wormhole. To put this in layman’s terms, imagine a piece of fabric laying flat. You can take both ends of the cloth and push them toward the middle. This would be the equivalent of bending the fabric of space. Next, using certain forces, you could theoretically cause a hole where the two ends meet and go from one side of the cloth without having  to cross the whole cloth. This would be equivalent to taking taking a needle and piercing near the two ends and passing from one side to the other. In out tailor situation, the needle created the hole between the two folds of cloth; the needle was a vehicle that was used to get from one side to another.

Using that needle would be sort of useless if the needle (vehicle) wasn’t opening the two layers of cloth to introduce something else from one side to another. Everyone knows that a needle has an eye on one end and everyone knows that thread it threaded through the eye which allows the passage of the needle to bring the thread through the fabric. In sewing, the needle brings the thread through the fabric as many times as the tailor wants until the sewing is done and the needle is no longer needed, and it is is placed to the side to be used later. Do you see the correlation between these things and UFOs? If the UFO (the spiritual UFOs I mean) is a vehicle to get from one dimension of the space/time fabric to another, then the fabric of space/time must be multilayered, each layer being a dimension of the universe. The UFO is like a needle that passes through the thread as a vehicle (or portal) that brings something with it from the other layer of thread to our layer of thread. Once through and whatever work is done, the UFO disappears, much like the needle is laid aside for another time.

In our current time the media and the government try to hoodwink us by having situations flare up to get out attention. While all the hubbub is being broadcast to the populace they are many times doing other things because we’re not looking at anything but the main thing that they have introduced. In a majority of the cases where alien abductions have occurred they have been accompanied by a UFO being close by the visitation is occurring. If people see the saucer or the lights they are awed by it and other things are happening that are making a victim of someone or something. When the deed is done, the UFO either moves quickly away and fades from view, or it just disappears from view, often called blinking out. UFOs have been seen to just go into the ground, something that physical object cannot do without creating a hole or a crash.

One would say, “well, if what you’re saying is right and UFOs are really portals, where is your proof.” Well, I presented some already. They can do maneuvers that would kill a corporeal being. They just disappear a lot of times and sometimes they just fly into the ground or objects. Sometimes they become several objects only to morph into one object again. Sometimes they change shapes in front of peoples’ eyes. But one of the best proofs that I’ve seen happened to two of my step-daughters back in 2009. While standing on the porch of a home in the hills around Pleasant Hill, Oregon, our daughter Julia noticed a bright object in the sky. The object started to make strange maneuvers which peaked her interest. She called her sister outside to watch the object while she went inside to get her camera. When she was finally able to snap a picture, the following is what manifested:

The picture above is an original. This is what the camera shot when the object was moving at her direction at a rapid rate of speed. One has to ask, why would a dot of light look like squiggly lines when it was moving toward someone. Well, a three dimensional ball of light would have looked like a ball of light with perhaps some distortion because of the movement, but not lines like are in this picture. Notice also at the top and top right of the light lines. There appears to be two images right at the top. Now, look at the next picture, a blown up image of the lights in the picture:

Notice the two (what appear to be heads) at the top right. The head on the left has all of the markings of what we call and Alien Gray; same shaped head, two dark eyes and such. The figure on the right might be another type of “alien” or another Gray that just hasn’t come fully through the portal. Notice also that at the center of the lights there is one bright light. Could that be the portal and/or the UFO that brought these two entities into our reality from their spiritual reality? Could the bright light be a glimpse into the other side of the portal; into the other dimension? And, to make things a bit creepier, notice that the two entities seem to be looking right at my daughters. Could this have been some sort of scare tactic? Our daughter, her husband and their kids were all going to be immigrating to Israel two weeks later. Could this have been an attempt to get their eyes off of their upcoming move? All I know that the picture clearly shows two entities that were brought into our realm by a UFO. The actions of UFOs in other cases and in this one, where the entities are seen emerging from the portal, only cement into me more the fact that UFOs that are not man made are vehicles by which fallen angels can enter and exit our reality.

Some have attempted to say that these might have been angels of Yahweh. There is one big problem there. Angels of Yahweh (with the exception of Cheribim and Serephim) always manifest as male humans. Fallen angels in our day tend to manifest as Grays, Reptoids, Insectoids and Nordics. Some theorize that the orders of fallen angel manifestations in our current time could be attributed to the evilness or the antiquity of when they fell. In other words, the reptoids were the most wicked, so they are most repugnant. It is also interesting that Yeshua told us that in our walk on earth we would walk on serpents and scorpions and would not be harmed. Two of the orders are reptoids (serpents), and insectoids (scorpions). The Nordics are most likely a higher form of fallen angel, or they haven’t fulfilled their wickedness yet so they have not regressed to the more insidious looking forms. Only Yahweh knows the order of the fallen angels.

So I will be convinced to my dying day that the non man-made UFOs are spiritual in nature and that they are vehicles by which the fallen angels enter and exit our reality as physical beings. The way that the world is going, and the rapidity with which wickedness is being magnified in this world, it won’t be long before we find out these answers, each and every one of us. My advice? Stay strong in Yeshua and grown closer to Yahweh each and every day so that on the day when the whole world falls under the delusion, you won’t be hoodwinked. The Elect will not be fooled, I pray that you are one of us.

The Discernment

Written by Sarah

The following is a document sent to me by a lovely lady named Sarah. It is interesting reading and I truly believe all that she has written.

Hi Dave,

Thought you might like to read this. It’s mostly my past, Today I’m doing everything within my power to expose the New Age Movement, and free those entrapped by UFO deception. Not easy things to do, but somebody has to. Write back if you’d like, It’s always good to find others who understand the truth. There are not many of us.

The Discernment

I always felt different. I wasn’t satisfied with the churches’ explanation of truth. If God went to church I didn’t see him there. Faith wasn’t logical to me. I figured man invented God in his own image to give purpose to his otherwise meaningless life. I didn’t want a meaningless life. I knew that somewhere out there the Truth was buried and I was going to find it. And I did…………..

I decided to study the occult. I felt like Alice in Wonderland. I began to read books on Astrology and Numerology it wasn’t long before I was using the knowledge I’d learned to win horse races. From there I studied palmistry and the Tarot. Witchcraft came later. One evening as my friends and I were sitting on a hillside smoking a joint (well it was 1973 what did you expect) Marsha pointed to what I thought was a star. But this star moved, at first slowly and then in a blink of an eye it was gone. She explained that her cousin had previously pointed out a ship to her and now she sees them all the time, wasn’t long before I did too. I was hooked, something wonderful was happening and I was part of it. Having friends in high places was cool. It wasn’t long before Marsha and I became a couple of space troopers. Knowing well that the ships would appear, we would take unsuspecting friends to desolate places in the middle of the night just to watch their faces when they saw the UFO. Some liked it, some didn’t. One evening as we sat at a power plant, a huge silent glowing red ship hovered above us. Twinnie (one of Marsha’s friends) got out of the car and ran off. We found her later, still running down the road and took her home. That was the last time she partied with us!

It wasn’t long before I found out what goes around comes around. One of my grateful friends decided to return the favor and asked me if I’d like to party with a ghost. They took me to sharp bend in the road and parked the car. I soon felt a presence in the car with us; my flesh felt like it was coming off my bones and the hair on my arms stood on end. Richie said, “he’s here.” I don’t know why, but a few nights later we went back. This time the spirit came into the car, passed through my body and looked out of my eyes, all while my flesh was coming off my bones and my hair standing on end. I remember thinking, be calm don’t let it know your scared. After about a minute it left. God that was horrible. I was glad to get home that evening, I decided I wasn’t going back there anymore. It was late, I decided to go to bed. I closed my eyes and thought about what had happened. I began hearing breathing at first faintly but then it got louder and louder, I reached for a picture of Christ that was on my dresser, just as I grabbed it a bottle which was beside the picture hurled at my face and struck me in the forehead. I saw stars. The breathing stopped and I went to sleep. The next day I had a perfect black and blue circle in the middle of my forehead.

While I was in the library I came across a book on witchcraft. Spells were explained along with strange formulas for potions. I learned that to cast a spell all I had to do was call upon the name of a demon and tell him what I wanted. One evening I went with Marsha to driving school. (she had a point problem along with others) I sat in the back of the room. I decided to test the witchcraft, I said to the demon “if this thing is real make that guy in the front seat twitch” Well he about fell on the floor. At that point it was pretty clear to me that I was dealing with a lot more than I could, or should have been. I never tried to cast another spell. But I did start to think about God, Because if Satan existed than he obviously did also.

Of all the times Marsha and I had encounters with UFOs I never suspected that anything happened to us other than what we remembered. Sure there were a lot of nights that we got home a lot later than we had planned, but you know when you don’t have to be anywhere at any particular time you don’t wonder where the time went, besides everyone knows time flies when you’re having fun. To this day, I couldn’t say for sure if we ever had contact with anyone, or were abducted. Not together anyway, I was alone the night the ships landed. ……..

One evening I was bored so I decided to hitch a ride to a friend’s house. When I arrived no one was home. I figured it better to wait for her than to try to hitch a ride back home. I sat down on a lawn chair with Mary’s dog Corky. I loved Mary’s house. It sat on a hill and the peace was wonderful there. Dusk was just settling in. As I sat there I saw a ship silently landed about 75 feet in front of me in the field. “I thought this doesn’t look right” This thing looked like it came from somewhere a lot closer than outer space. It was shaped similar to a top but the bottom flared out. From what I can remember it was probably 15 or so feet wide by not much more than that high. It was a rusty color the color of weathered steel. I could see a railing around the center of the craft and it appeared to be sitting on a tripod that elevated it from the ground. Across the center of the ship was writing I was not able to read. It reminded me of Greek. I think I recall a backward small “e” and an “o” with a line through it. Many more letters, ones I cannot type. I remember thinking again this doesn’t look right. What was a ship from another planet doing with an inscription that looks Greek on it? It was at that point that I could hear the weeds moving towards me. I knew I was being approached but saw nothing. I thought the dog would have sensed trouble but he didn’t. At this point I think I walked up to a tall rather handsome man in a tan jumpsuit type uniform. I remember reading a tag which was sewn to either his arm or over a pocket. Whatever I read, I remember again thinking this doesn’t look right. What is someone from the Government doing in a UFO? The next thing I remember is standing back in the original position I first saw them from. I noticed that to my right was another identical ship, which didn’t land with the first one. I remember feeling sorry that they were leaving. I was sad because I wanted to go with them. I was told that I was one of them, and that I was to help people to understand who they were, and to help others except them. (even though I don’t remember speaking to anyone). I watched as the first ship lifted off. As it ascended I could see what I thought must have been the power source. Three large red glowing circles one of which seemed to be sputtering as if it had difficulty. Again I thought, this whole thing just doesn’t seem right. I decided that maybe these were probe ships. As I watched the ship rise I said “bye” and for the first and only time, I heard a noise that went “”BLEEP””” as if saying good-bye. Then as I watched the two ships, they simultaneously flew side by side to form two brightly-lit triangles. They danced in circular motions around one another until the triangles became one. And again I thought, what are they doing? This just doesn’t look right. As they circled one another the most beautiful display of rainbow colors were flowing from them and circling them. They then flew off together. Not more than a minute later my friend returned home. She was surprised to see me in her back yard. I tried to explain to her that I had been entertaining UFO’s, but she thought I was high. I wasn’t high; besides there where times when I was, but I never saw anything like that!

All I could do was think of them, in the weeks that followed I began writing in journals. I was always a daydreamer, but it seemed that I had taken my daydreams to a new level. I would draw geometric forms and become lost within them. (Mandala’s) I didn’t understand then, but as I was spacing out in my artwork I was being versed in what was to become new age philosophy. My mind was in communication with them; we were somehow telepathically linked. I drew pictures of aliens, and ships and other worlds. My journals were filled with philosophical questions and answers about why we were here and what our purpose was. I became very knowledgeable about a lot of things I knew nothing about. I became very aware of myself as I began to examine what I believed the Truth to be. I felt special. My friends were amazed when I’d show them the ships. Amazed that they followed me and appeared when I chose to be with them. At that time 1974, very little was known about UFO’s and as I said if we were missing time than we figured it was because we just lost track of it. None of us ever suspected that anything happened to us that we didn’t remember, Why would we?

Three years is a long time to have a relationship with UFO’s. As far as I know I was never treated badly. I don’t recall ever being forced to do anything against my will. I do know that just because I don’t remember, it doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. I believe the purpose of our relationship was to teach me about them, so that I would bring others to them. And I did, I brought many others.

It was in 1974 that I graduated from high school and moved away. I never did see Marsha again. I made new friends, some of which I showed the ships to. I soon met Connie; she was married and had a 10-year-old daughter. We would drive around at night and eventually stop at a secluded area and wait. We did this a lot. I remember one evening we sat watching a UFO from her car. We then returned to her house. We’d left her daughter there with Connie’s husband and my boyfriend. When we walked through the door two angry guys met us. They wanted to know why we were gone so long, and exactly what were we doing? We laughed it off, I don’t even think we looked to see what the time was. We thought they were mad because we left them. I never gave it another thought. Maybe I should have. Connie began seeing the UFO’s when we weren’t together. She claimed that one evening she saw a woman looking out of a porthole as a UFO hovered above her car. Claims she left her car and ran. Her husband wasn’t too happy; he had to walk to get the car she’d left still running in the middle of the road. He didn’t believe in UFO’s and he was beginning to believe we had some severe mental problems.

One evening as Connie, her daughter Jenease, and I sat watching TV I said, “Let’s go out in the yard I think they’re here.” Connie said “No” but her daughter said, “I’ll go.” Connie lived in the country in a fairly secluded area. We walked to the end of her yard to a field, and I was right, the ship was above us. We watched as it brightly glowed and hovered silently. All of a sudden we heard the roaring of a helicopter approaching very quickly. As it came upon us the UFO glided away. I pulled Jenease down so that we were hidden in the weeds. The helicopter hovered above us and shined a search light close to where we were hiding, and then shot off after the ship. I remember wondering who could have been flying the helicopter? I was glad they didn’t see us.

I believe everything happens for a reason, and for that reason it was very good that I met Diana. Diana was a Christian, she asked me to go to church with her one evening and I excepted. It was a peculiar place, not like the church I’d grown up with. These people were different somehow. It felt good there, peaceful. After the service I began speaking to a woman who was walking beside me as we left the church. Diana and I told her about the UFO’s. She stopped walking and said “That’s Satan, it’s a deception.” At first I didn’t want to believe her, but I found myself realizing over the next few days that I’d been used. How stupid I was, I never saw it coming. I just didn’t see that my friends in high places were carrying out an agenda to destroy me. For the first time I was seeing clearly or trying to. I began reading the bible. I didn’t know what I was looking for but I did know that I was looking in the right place.

One evening as I was watching TV I saw a ship in the distance coming towards my house. I walked over to the window and as I stared at it I said “I know who you are Satan.” The ship flashed a blinding light in my eyes and left. That was the last I ever saw of them, they’ve never returned. Fifteen years went by. One day as I walked past my bookshelf and Erich Von Daniken’s book “The Gold of The Gods” caught my eye. I stopped dead and said “Oh my God, I know what you’re doing.” The revelation floored me. Satan was going to land UFO’s on Earth disguised as aliens from space, and they were going to claim to be God. I was shocked; it all hit me out of the blue! At the time I didn’t really understand his full agenda, but I knew the plan. Probably knew it all along.

For the next ten years I spent a lot of time reading the bible and anything that I could find about alien abduction and the New Age Movement. I knew exactly where the Movement was coming from. After all I used to be one of them. All the pieces soon fell into place. It was all such a perfect plan. I had to wonder, where I’d have been today if I hadn’t seen the Truth. A New Age Leader, hanging out with Sheldan Nidle and the rest of Satan’s puppets. They had big plans for me, but I guess God had some bigger ones.

I found all too soon that just because I knew the Truth didn’t mean anybody would believe me. After all, people have a hard enough time excepting Satan exists. Tell them he pilots UFO’s, and you’re left talking to yourself. I’ve watched for years as we’ve become conditioned to except them. Even today I see more and more religions becoming infiltrated by New Age beliefs. Why not, If you don’t know what you believe then anything looks good. Christians don’t give their faith the consideration they do to buying a car. Religion’s going down because they never knew Christ. They worshipped a synthetic one but not the real one. And now they’ll reap the rotten fruit they’ve sewn. I know a lot of you believe you’re leaving here, that you’ll be raptured, before things get really bad. I don’t think that’s true. I’m afraid that when Jesus doesn’t show up, the deception will become the truth, and the falling away will be complete. If this were Gods plan, than I’d expect he owes a lot of Christian martyrs a very big apology. Besides, if we Christians are taken away, what would be the standard by which the Truth could be known? How could the remaining lost be found? What purpose could the tribulation accomplish if it were not to save the remnant? The God I know has a reason. He isn’t amused by torturing souls; it’s just not his nature. He is willing to turn us inside out though, if it means we’ll ultimately except the Truth and return to him.

What do you think people will believe when Satan’s legion of demons disguised as aliens from space land on our planet claiming to be responsible for genetically engineering life? You have to admit that the Sons of God who cohabited with the daughters of men left some pretty impressive artifacts that have left scientists scratching their heads. Artifacts purposely planted to furnish credibility. Can you think of a better plan to deceive than presenting to us what we cannot dispute with our own eyes? What will we say when they present the new race of human hybrids they’ve created from all that stolen abductee seed? Not only will these hybrids have super human abilities, but they will also provide a physical vehicle, which the demonic entities may enter to secure their existence in this dimension.

The New Age movement is calling for their Master to arrive. Through his guidance the New Age will become reality. It will be claimed that man lost the knowledge of his divinity, that God the Father was the product of our misinterpretation. A lie, which prevented our true awareness. It will be claimed that through christ consciousness, (a new thought process) we will acquire the physical ability to pass through other dimensions and eventually become Masters. God the Father will be dead, and we’ll become the masters of our own destiny. What more could man ask for? Nobodies going to consider the fact that Satan just sat down at the throne and became the God he claimed he’d be. Satan Who?

Satan has twisted scripture to fit perfectly with his agenda. The scriptures will be used against us. The distorted word will become a huge stumbling block. If you don’t already know the Truth, the lie is going to become the new truth. The religion of Mystery Babylon will be born, or should I say reincarnated? Satan has defiantly done his homework; he’s deceived us up one side and down the other. He really gave Catholicism the snow job. Why not? They’re a big reason we’re in this mess. The Roman Catholic Church became the founding father of Christianity when Constantine conquered Rome and established a Christian empire. Christianity soon became a religion of Pagan influence. This influence is not only evident through the worshipping of Mary, but also in every custom indicative to Christian festivals. I’m not going to expound, but if Aryanism is the Truth, then we have a lot of explaining to do. When Christianity and Roman Paganism united we got into bed with Satan, and now we have to sleep with him. The Christian martyrs of that time protested to the changes in doctrine which were decreed at the Nicaea Council, but their protests were denied, and they were either exiled or killed. True Christianity became obsolete. Today America sits upon the whore of Babylon without a clue. Our first clue should have been that any doctrine Catholicism had any deciding factor upon what so ever must be flawed. To assume that Christian doctrine is 100% accurate is a wrong assumption. If you don’t question every word you believe then somewhere along the line you’ll be deceived. Do a word search on Hell sometime; you may be surprised by what you’ll find.

The Christians that remain true to their faith after the aliens’ arrival will become scapegoats, and the religion will fail for lack of substantiation. Those still adhering to the faith will be persecuted. Failure to submit to the new way will cost the lives of many. The Tribulation will be blamed by our unacceptance of their truth. It will be claimed our negative vibratory rate is responsible for the delay in the arrival of the New Age. We will be hated for Christ’s namesake, but those who endure until the end will be saved.

This is certainly not a pretty picture, and I wish I could say it’s all a joke, but I can’t, Because it’s not. I understand why people walk away from the Truth; it’s a startling revelation that few can bare to acknowledge. Whether we acknowledge the Truth or not, isn’t going to prevent these things from happening, and our delay in understanding, places us in a very vulnerable position. God gave us the free will to believe whatever we choose. If we choose to believe a lie than we’ll reap the consequences of that lie. I can’t say for sure, but I think they’re coming soon. If I were you I’d be getting my full armor out of the closet and shining up my sword.

Sarah

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I cannot unequivocally state that so-called demons or extraterrestrials are, in fact, objectively real. But as I continue to research subjects seemingly connected with the UFO phenomenon, it is apparent from a great number of percipients I’ve interviewed (and collateral research, as well) that the net effects of many, but certainly not all, of these interactions be they with non-human intelligences or with other states of mind (i.e. consciousness and all of its various aberrations) appear to demonstrate many similarities between the UFO abduction experience and demonic/spirit possession.

This is not to eliminate other possibilities (for a more thorough understanding of those possibilities, one may begin by reading the Matrix of UFO Beliefs, a briefing paper by Dick Farley), but for the purposes of this discussion, I will concentrate on this single aspect of the phenomenon.

While also not attempting to present a conclusive epistemological examination (and clearly I am not suggesting this to be anything but perhaps a glimpse of part of an interesting phenomenon that contains many more elements than those addressed here), I can identify the following similarities between alien abduction and spirit possession.

HOW THEY OPERATE

BIBLIOGRAPHY

(Note: Not all of the following books are cited in this excerpt, but are recommended for further study/elucidation. This listing represents a sampling of available literature, and points out that regardless of mind-set — traditional, mainstream, philosophical, New Age, whatever — researchers and authors are encountering a phenomenon that, despite the differences in language, they perceive as intelligent, fearsome, manipulative, unpredictable, cunning and yet vulnerable.)

To Hell & Back, Maurice Rawlings, M.D.; Thomas Nelson Publishers,

Nashville Reunions, Raymond Moody, M.D. with Paul Perry; Villard Books

Spirit Releasement Therapy: A Technique Manual, William J. Baldwin, Ph.D.; Headline Books, Inc.

UFOs in the New Age, William M. Alnor; Baker Book House

Beyond The Brain, Stanislav Grof; SUNY Press

The Alien Agenda, Dr. Clifford Wilson; Signet

Gods of Air and Darkness, Richard E. Mooney; Fawcett

The Complete Guide to Mysterious Beings, John Keel; Doubleday

Brother Termite, Patricia Anthony; Ace

Symbols, Signs & Signets, Ernst Lehner; Dover Books

Futureman, Robert C. Girard; Arcturus Books

The Gospel of Life (Evangelium Vitae), Pope John Paul II; Times Books

The Gospel According to Jesus, Stephen Mitchell; Harper-Collins Publishers

The Believer’s Guide to Spiritual Warfare, Thomas B. White; Servant Publications

Shouting At The Wolf, Anderson Reed; Citadel Press

The History of the Devil, Paul Carus; Open Court Publishing Co.

Unmasking the Enemy, Nelson S. Pacheco and Tommy Blann; Bendan Press

Grand Illusions, Dr. Gregory L. Little; White Buffalo Books

The Poltergeist Experience, D. Scott Rogo; Penguin Books

Possessed: The True Story of an Exorcism, Thomas B. Allen; Bantam Books

West Virginia UFOs: Close Encounters in the Mountain State, Bob Teets; Headline Books, Inc. (contains the Matrix of UFO Beliefs by Dick Farley)

The Stalk, Janet and Chris Morris; ROC

Cosmic Patriot Files (Vol. 1 & 2); Abelard Productions, Inc.

The Mind of God, Paul Davies; Touchstone (Simon & Schuster)

Alien Identities, Richard L. Thompson; Govardhan Hill Publishing

The Unquiet Dead, Dr. Edith Fiore; Ballantine Books

Revelation, David Bischoff; Warner Books

The Way of the Shaman, Michael Harner; Harper San Francisco

Soul Retrieval, Sandra Ingerman; Harper San Francisco

The Origin of Satan, Elaine Pagels; Random House

Book (title unknown); T.L. Osborn

The Dilemma of Psychology, Lawrence LeShan, Ph.D. ; Dutton

The Disuniting of America, Arthur M. Schlesinger, Jr.

The Edge of Evil, Jerry Johnson; Word Publishing

All of Dr. Jacques Vallee’s books…

The Bible

The Book of Enoch, the 19th Century translation by Lawrence

For some interesting alternative viewpoints:

Seth Speaks: The Eternal Validity of the Soul, Jane Robers; Seth

E.T. 101, Mission Control and JHO; Harper San Francisco

Magazines:

Fate, December, 1993: The Old Ones, by Hoeller

Fate, 1988 (Aug?), Psychic Healing of Multiple Personality: Is exorcism of evil spirits a way to cure severe mental illness? by Stanley Krippner

…and other books cited in this paper.

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Abduction: Similarities of an Enigma by R.G. Teets copyright 1996 Headline Books, Inc. TerraAlta@aol.com

IN DEFENSE OF HUMANITY

Author Unknown

The law of bioethics has substantially progressed during the past half century. Both scientific and popular opinion now appreciate the importance of appropriate risk and proportionality for all scientific research, the necessity of full disclosure to patients, and the effectiveness of proper governmental supervision of all treatment modalities. A growing focus appreciates the preciousness of human life and the individual’s right to free choice through informed consent. If any of the incidents concerning these “aliens” can be substantiated, it is appropriate that we compare the alleged crimes with human rights covenants implemented at the international level.

The trial of Nazi physicians for medical research atrocities prompted the drafting of the Nuremberg Code provisions. Americans, Dr. Andrew Ivy and Dr. Leo Alexander, majorly contributed to formation of the Code’s text. The final ten-point provisions were incorporated into the Nuremberg proceedings’ Doctors’ Trial Verdict. The Code asserts the need for bioethical research guidelines to preserve health care goals and ethical parameters, including alleviation of pain and suffering and advancement of the quality of life at the individual and communal levels. The Nuremberg Code (later reflected in the Declaration of Helsinki’s protective measure as to clinical research) continues to serve as the landmark for the ongoing evolution of bioethical law. If the growing accounts are correct, certain alleged ET intruders have egregiously violated all Nuremberg Code articles. Such reported developments as the alleged genetic research program serve as one of several models displaying the amorality of these aliens’ actions.

The Code’s Article I requires the voluntary consent of the patient to any medical procedure. Obviously the kidnapping, coerced detention, and other torts perpetrated on human victims violate Article I’s provisions. (These tenets of informed, voluntary consent are reflected in Article 7 of the International Covenant on Civil and Political rights: “…no one shall be subjected without his free consent to medical or scientific experimentation.”) Article II of the Nuremberg Code stipulates that any research must purposefully entail a benefit for the society as a whole. Does the alleged hybrid breeding program represent a beneficial development for the human race or rather a blatant manipulation by these entities, using our human brothers and sisters as a type of chattel for research goals? If the reports are correct, these “alien brothers” have been deceitfully using human victims with their macabre research providing value only to the ET’s themselves. Article III mandated prior research study and preparation to “justify the performance of the experiment,” and such preparatory review cannot be conducted within the clandestine/intrusive environment of reported alien procedures.

Article IV requires the avoidance of all unnecessary physical and mental suffering of the human subject in any study or treatment modality. Numerous accounts are surfacing of human victims left by alien intruders in traumatized physical and emotional states. Nuremberg Code Article V denies permission for any medical or scientific research with risk of death of disability to the human subject. Should accounts of global underground centers violations prove accurate, grave infringements of Article V have occurred. Article VI requires an assessment as to the proportionality as to risk and benefits of any proposed research. If these entities are perpetrating these procedures, any risks attach only to their human victims with any benefit incurred solely by the alien parties. The Code’s Article VII requires proper preparation for all research to avoid any possible harm to subject participants; the contravention here also is blatant. Article VIII requires that the experiment be conducted by qualified personnel – certainly the harmful efforts of the alien abduction/research scenario signal a capability for malevolence and a true capacity for subjecting humans to pain, embarrassment and shock. Article IX requires that the experiment be brought to an end if the human subject so requests – numerous reports have been gathered as to human victims strenuously refusing to engage in alien procedures and yet still victimized by the entities. Finally, Nuremberg Code’s Article X demands that the research be concluded if the scientists, including research physicians, consider the study or treatment to be causing harm to the participant – how many humans are harassed without cessation of these violations.

The UN Human Commission on Human Rights and Terrorism Resolution 2001/37: Condemns the violation of the right to live free from fear and of the right to life, liberty and security.” Surely, if the reports are correct, these aliens fall within the category of violators – assaulting humans on spiritual, physical and psychological levels.

After the horrors of the Shoah, or Holocaust, Eleanor Roosevelt played a pivotal role in the formation of the U.N.’s Declaration of Human Rights while serving as Chairman of the Human Rights Commission and its drafting of that statement. The Declaration’s Preamble asserts that “human rights should be protected by the rule of law.” A growing cascade of international documents support this concept. Yet proper investigation and monitoring of violations must be implemented even if the perpetrators are not biologically human. The Universal Declaration’s Article 3 poignantly notes, in agreement with our Declaration of Independence, that “Everyone has the right to life, liberty and the security of person.” The European Convention on Human Rights (European Convention for the Protection of Human Rights and Fundamental Freedoms) endorses this principle in its Article 5: “Everyone has the right to liberty and security of person.” Why should humanity suffer to have its members’ personal cultural freedom transgressed by a malevolent exterior force? Such violations, including alleged mental manipulation by ET predators of their victims, mock the U.N. Declaration of Human Rights Article 18’s emphasis on such human rights as freedom of thought.

Also, Article 7 of The International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights declares that, “No one shall be subjected to torture or to cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment or punishment” and its Article 17 provides that “No one shall be subject to arbitrary or unlawful interference with his privacy, family, home….” If current international pacts abhor torture, kidnapping and invasion of privacy, should human society even tacitly condone it when practiced by “aliens”? Moreover human participants appear to be functioning as unwilling servants and biological resources for certain extraterrestrials. Article 4 of the European Convention on Human Rights asserts that “No one shall be held in slavery or servitude.” The Slavery Convention (effective 1927), Article 1, describes slavery as “the status of condition of a person over whom any or all of the powers attaching to the right of ownership are exercised.” The Universal Declaration of Human Rights, Article 4 prohibits slavery in all its forms. Certainly, we owe no service to alien masters but only fealty to our Sovereign Creator.

The above documents represent a fraction of the international law provisions furnishing a global legal framework for decrying alleged alien atrocities. In evaluating alien-human interaction, the victim’s weaker intellectual or technological position does not erase the amorality of the intruders with their blatant disregard of law whether international or Divine.

The 2001 UFO Fact Finding

Tour and Vacation

By David Ben Yakov

© 2001 David Ben Yakov / Delusion Resistance

Greetings friends and visitors. I want to take some time to share with you a trip that I made recently. I’ll include graphics so that this page won’t be too boring. Last October a couple of friends and I went on a trip to the Great Southwest of the United States. Actually, it was a motor trip that lasted a whole week, but that was what we planned and it was a blast. For my friends it was just a trip, but for me it was a trip and a UFO fact finding tour. 

You see, a few years ago I found a site on the Internet that really sparked my interest, or should I say it reignited my interest in the UFO phenomena. That site is called Alien Resistance and it is an informative site that everyone; UFO fanatic, UFO skeptic, and those who don’t know what to believe, should investigate. When I was a child and a teenager I was deeply involved in the study of UFO’s. I didn’t have a degree in the subject or anything like that, but I bought just about every magazine that came out, read many books and saw every movie that involved UFO’s, extraterrestrials and other strange things. My father had gotten me interested in UFO’s at a very early age and he was my mentor in the subject. I was so steeped in UFOlore that I even saw them a couple of times. Later when I became a Christian and realized what the phenomena really is I first resented that my dad had gotten my life so steeped in the subject. Later on though I realized that it was for a reason, so that when I came to faith in Christ Jesus, I could know what I was talking about when I did things, like make this website. Oh, and I hope you’ll rejoice with me when I say that my dad came to faith in Jesus Christ not long after I did. He struggled with a lot of questions about aliens and UFO’s and could never really make up his mind where they came from. He did however know Jesus, and where He came from. And finally, dad knew where he was going when he died, and he went there in a very peaceful way on the evening of July 21, 1999. I thought it was so neat that he landed in Heaven exactly 30 years to the day that we Americans landed on the Moon. 

Day One:

Well, the day to depart had finally come. I could kiss work goodbye for a week and not think about patients, their medications or any of their sometimes petty little complaints. The original plans had been to make it to Rachel, Nevada by nightfall, but we got off to a late start and got on the road close to eleven o’clock in the morning. We drove highway 50 from Sacramento to South Shore of Lake Tahoe. Of course, I can’t pass Tahoe without placing some quarters in at least a few slot machines and Marie expressed a desire to eat at a casino buffet.  We went to Caesar’s and I did just that. It was a good thing too because I won enough money to eat at the buffet that they have there, and still had some money left over. We then took a small highway that connects South Shore, Nevada with Minden, Nevada. It was one of the most scary roads that I have ever been on. That, coupled with that fact that my friend Clint (who was driving) must have been practicing for the Le Mans really sent me into panic mode. You know what? There’s no brake pedal on the passenger’s side of the new Chevy Impala’s!! I pressed it many times, but it just wasn’t there. When we got to the bottom I silently thanked God that we didn’t become a statistic at the bottom of some gorge. 

When we got to Minden we got onto U.S. 395 and took that in a southward direction. Clint started practicing for the Le Mans again but a female Nevada Highway Patrol officer thought it wasn’t a good idea and gave him a ticket for his trouble. Clint didn’t speed much the rest of the trip. We made it to Mono Lake right around four o’clock that afternoon and I began to realize that we wouldn’t make it to Rachel that night. It was very dark by the time that we got to Nevada again and we proceeded to travel until we got to Tonopah, Nevada. After checking out a few motels (with highly inflated prices) we decided on a place called the Clown Motel. That’s not a typo, it’s really called that. The price was decent, but you get what you pay for. The owners were very nice people. The man even gave me a free bottle of TUMS when I asked if he sold antacid. Anyone that gives out free TUMS is a-okay in my book. 

Our first night’s lodging

Day Two:

They say that it gets cold in the high desert at night and boy are they right. It was heavy coat weather for the first few hours. We packed up the car and Clint and Marie thought it might be fun to walk through the old graveyard that is right next to the motel. Clowns and graves…not a place for the squeamish. I knew that I was with good people because I have enjoyed reading gravestones ever since I can remember. Most of the stones were of people who died in mining accidents back in the 1800’s and early part of the 20th century. There were a few children there and I do believe that there is a sheriff who was shot dead in a gunfight. We got some gas and headed out of town.

The Nevada desert is so neat, having little mountain ranges with deserted valleys between them. You come up to one pass and you can see right across the valley to where you will be on the next pass. We traveled on Route 6  and turned right on Highway 375, which is also known as the Extraterrestrial Highway. After traveling for some time we came to the town of Rachel. Rachel is famous in the UFO realm because it is the closest town to AREA-51, a secret Air Force base. They say that the best way to keep a secret is to tell everyone about it and that’s the case with Area 51. According to UFO-lore the government has real alien flying saucers and other alien technology at the base. Then there are those like myself who think that they have secret stuff there, but it is all manmade black technology stuff. For instance, this base is where the Air Force tested the Stealth Bomber and Stealth Fighter for many years before they made them public. Rachel  really doesn’t resemble a town too much, having only some mobile-homes, a gas station and a wonderful place called the Little Ale-Inn, a play on the words Little Alien. Normally I don’t like to frequent places that have pictures of Aliens, which I consider to be of demonic origin, but I swallowed my probable misdirected caution and went in. I was hungry and wasn’t going to let a few little Grey buggers ruin what was a wonderful breakfast.

Rachel – Where I’d like to retire someday

I was really happy with what I saw inside. There really weren’t too many pictures of the Greys at all. There were a multitude of pictures on the wall of UFO’s, most of which I had seen before. Now, on to the breakfast. I decided to order biscuits and gravy, which I really like and I figured that since I didn’t know when we would next eat that day I needed something that would stick to my ribs. I was so contented with the meal. I have to say that it was the best biscuits and gravy that I had ever eaten. As I mentioned earlier, the proprietors were very nice people. They greeted us like we were friends or even family. The waitress at one point voiced her displeasure that a large crowd of locals who were leaving didn’t give her any hugs. So, Clint and I went and performed our duties as hugmeisters which made her very happy. At the end of the meal I bought a few mugs and some literature and we left to continue our trip.

Business card from The Little Ale-Inn

I sadly bid farewell to Rachel. I really would have liked to have stayed longer and perhaps go up that dirt road up to the FORBIDDEN sign to snap a picture, but we had time restraints. Clint decided that he was tired of driving and I took over. About halfway between the end of 375 and Rachel I had the honor of killing a roadrunner with our vehicle. It walked into my path and I zapped it with the undercarriage of the Chevy. Wylie Coyote eat your heart out.. We drove to the end of the Extraterrestrial Highway and caught Route 93, which we took south to Interstate 15 which took us into Las Vegas. I really don’t like driving in cities, and Las Vegas was no different. It seemed as if for a short while on the trip we were in Los Angeles because the drivers have the same habits as those in La La Town. We stopped in Boulder City to get something to eat and then Marie took over the driving. After leaving Boulder City we went to Hoover Dam, which I found quite impressive. There were a lot of soldiers there and they were pulling over anything with a trailer and everything that looked like it could carry a bomb. It was less than 2 months after the terrorist attack of September eleventh and Hoover Dam was a prime candidate for attack. The rest of that day we drove down to Kingman, Arizona and then on to Flagstaff, where we stayed in another budget motel. This one was better than the Clown Motel but it had one peculiarity. There were large air ducts that ran through the room and it had two trap doors in it’s side that reminded me of the old days when we needed somewhere to hide our stash. My curiosity got the best of me and I had to open the doors. I didn’t find anything in there, but in all the years that I was in construction I never saw something like that. Perhaps it’s an Arizona Thing? 

Day Three:

We set out from Flagstaff with our sights set on “Meteor Crater,” which is a short drive from there. The crater is quite impressive. Of course, the museum that accompanies the crater has a lot of info and it wouldn’t be a scientific exhibit without geologic columns with the myth of billions and millions of years thrown into your face. It would have been so much easier for them to just show the crater, some meteor fragments and leave it at that. The folks at the crater did the viewer the justice of leaving some things down at the bottom of the crater so that you can get an idea about the enormity of the hole. Life size human figures are even hard to see with the tourist telescopes that are mounted all over the place.

The Crater From The Highest Viewing Point

Clint, My Brother in Jesus and in Civil Disobedience!

The Meteor Crater was a lot of fun but we had to keep to a schedule, so after about an hour and a half at the big hole we got back underway. We hopped back onto Interstate 40 and drove east. I really fell in love with Arizona and New Mexico. The scenery is incredible, the people are wonderful and the air is nice and clean. We arrived in Albuquerque right at the evening rush hour. Still, the traffic was not too bad, probably because it is a small city or perhaps the people there act civilized, not like the vermin that infest California’s highways.

We drove another hour and hopped onto Highway 285 south. By this time it was getting dark and Roswell was still around 2 hours away. We amused ourselves by playing some of those games that kids play while on long journeys, word games and other association games. Marie was really good at putting us to this task and it seemed that she had thousands of games in her game bag. As childish as those games sounded, they really helped time to pass quickly. We got to Roswell and stayed at one of the first motels we could find, a Quality Inn. To us it was like the Taj Mahal compared to the two prior hotels. I slept so well that night, comforted in the fact that I would not be attacked by renegade clowns or some weird skin devouring bacteria that I wondered might be in those last two places.

Laboratory test of sign showed
unusual metallic properties?

Day Four:

We awoke well rested on day four. Breakfast consisted of a pack of those little donuts and a pint of milk. Ahh, the two basic food groups, low and high saturated fats! One of the basic reasons for my trip to Roswell was to meet Guy Malone, one of the directors of Alien Resistance; a Bible based ministry that preaches to the UFO community and also enlightens Christians to the danger of the UFO cult. There were two problems that would have me kicking myself at the end of the day. First, although I told Guy I would be down in Roswell sometime in October, I didn’t say when. Second, I assumed that Alien Resistance H.Q. would be open that day, but I didn’t know that they had different hours during the cooler months. Well, those two things worked against me and I never did get to meet Guy Malone. Well, at least Marie offered to take my picture in front of the H.Q. as proof that I had been there.

Me Standing outside the hallowed halls of ARHQ

We walked around the streets of Roswell for a while, noticing how the town had given itself over to the UFO Delusion. Most of the streetlamps downtown had big black alien eyes painted on them. There were several souvenir shops that catered to alien stuff. I was not surprised to see that almost all the souvenir shops had occult articles in them as well as alien merchandise. Anyone who has seriously studied the UFO following knows that they and the occult are one and the same. It’s like bread in the bread isle, different packaging but the same ingredients.

After a while of walking, we found ourselves just outside Roswell’s International UFO Museum and we looked at each other and said, “why not?” We were surprised to find out that there was no admission charge, but they did accept donations. Now, my parents had brought me up to respect things and they would have insisted that I leave at least a small donation, but the way that I figured it, these people are fostering a faith that is totally set against Christianity, so I declined any donation. Sorry mom!

The UFO Museum in Roswell

The museum was your typical run of the mill museum, with many pictures, displays and a few oddball things to do. I put my penny in a machine and had it turned into a souvenir. I had not seen one of those machines since my childhood days at the Jersey Shore. I also got on the scale that told me my weight on the moon and on Mars. You know, I wish that my doctor had his office on the moon because I would only weigh 43.6 pounds there. No more of those “you have to lose weight,” lectures from Dr. Chang; that would be fantastic! I did find that they had a lot of items in the museum gift shop, but most of the stuff had those demonic little gray buggers on them, so that was out of the question.

We departed Roswell a little past noon and continued south on Highway 285. After what seemed like a short drive we arrived in Carlsbad. We stopped to eat and refuel and continued to Carlsbad Caverns. We bought tickets and descended into the cavern. If you have bad knees I advise taking the elevator and don’t learn the hard way like I did. The descent is a steady and sometimes steep path that seems to last forever. When you finally get to the bottom you think you’ve seen it all, but there is a couple mile path around the interior of the cavern. I was so glad that I didn’t bring my SLR camera with me because it would have gotten in the way. I just bought postcards in the store back up at the top. Most of the stalactite and stalagmite formations look the same after the first half mile. I think what bothered me the most about the whole thing were the other people who were down there. You constantly have to get out of the way for those who want to speed-walk through and then there are those who stop to gawk or lollygag and don’t care that others want to get by. We took the elevator back up at the end of the path and prepared to sit and watch the bat flight at sunset. We were disappointed to learn that most of the bats were gone by the end of October. So, we hopped in the car and drove, leaving New Mexico and entering Texas. We drove to El Paso and then up to Las Cruces, New Mexico, where we stayed the night. 

Day Five:

Day four had ended the UFO fact finding part of the trip. I have for some time had the desire to move to the New Mexico or Nevada areas and I wanted to see what it was like. I like Rachel, Nevada, but it is a bit too isolated for me. Roswell is nice (aside from the demonic stuff) and perhaps that is where God will settle me, but there is still more that I need to see of the southwest. On day four I would continue our adventure.

We left Las Cruces on Interstate 10, and headed back west. I remember pleading with God to be able to stay in New Mexico. I really hate living in California and have felt like a displaced person there for the past 28 years. But I guess it is just not His timing yet. We drove through nice little towns like Deming and then Lordsburg. I mused that it would be fitting for a Christian to serve the Lord Jesus in Lordsburg. Oh well, perhaps someday. We crossed back into Arizona and we set our sights on Tombstone. To our amazement none of us had ever been there. Between Clint, Marie and myself we had seen just about everything at least once, but Tombstone was an exception. 

When we got to Tombstone it was so great. It greatly resembled my picture of the old west and it would have done so more had it not been for all of the modern cars parked along the street. If the people of Tombstone ever get the gumption to ban cars from the main street it will make the old west ambience much nicer. We walked around for quite a while, enjoying the stores and eateries. At one point I walked up to some guy who was dressed up in black garb, like your typical bad guy in the old west movies. I asked him how he was doing and he told me he was sore. He continued to tell me how one of the Clanton boys beat the snot out of him. His words not mine. He said that he was going to teach the Clanton’s a lesson later and invited me to see it. It was just a ploy to get me to buy a ticket at the O.K. Corral for the gunfight. We looked all over for the corral. We finally found that it is inside a building now, just a couple of blocks from where the big guy in black and I had our conversation. We thought about going to it, but they charged too much so we declined. They even charged for a walk through Boot Hill which we also declined to do.

We left Tombstone and immediately noticed an Army checkpoint. Here again they were pulling over random vehicles to check for terrorists. I guess we looked like good Americans so they waved us through. We found Interstate 10 again and drove west once more. We drove through Tucson and then up to Phoenix where we stopped at a Walmart for supplies. Afterward we saw a Red Lobster restaurant and decided to splurge on dinner. The food there was so good, but I guess anything would be good seeing the diet of fast food that we had eaten until then. The waiter and I started to go back and forth after he found out that I was a Yankee fan and I was sitting in Diamondback country. It was really quite amusing and took the edge off of the trip, which was starting to get a bit monotonous after sitting in a car for 5 days straight.

We left Phoenix bound for Flagstaff, which we reached that night around nine o’clock. Once we got to the motel I went for a nice walk, wearing my Yankee jacket proudly. Surprisingly I was not harassed once. We stayed at another budget motel, but it wasn’t as bad as the ones at the beginning of the trip.

Day Six:

We woke up on day six with our minds fixed on getting to the Grand Canyon. After a wonderful breakfast at the hotel’s restaurant we were off. After what seemed like a very long ride we got to Grand Canyon Park. We paid the ranger to get into the park, which theoretically belongs to us anyway. We found an area that had a lot of trails along the rim and we parted ways. Clint and Marie went left and I went right. You see, I’m sort of a loner and after being with people for five days I needed time by myself. I had a wonderful time, taking pictures and soaking in the sites. I’ll tell you something! There’s no way that the Colorado River carved that big canyon. I heard it for many years, but now that I saw it, it has to be a direct cause of the great flood. Only a sea’s worth of water escaping at a fast rate could cause such a chaotic landscape. After the walk we spent most of the afternoon driving toward the exit of the park and stopping at every pullout that we found where a view could be seen.

One funny thing happened in a gift and visitor’s center that we stopped in at the Canyon. I picked out a couple of items and decided that I should get out of there before I bought the whole store. I went up to the register attendant to pay for the items. I told her that we enjoyed the visit and that we were on out way back home. She asked where I was from and I embarrassingly told her that we were visiting from California. I made a point to tell her that there are in fact two California’s and that we were from the north where things were a bit more sane.

The statement had barely left my mouth when an attractive woman approached the counter and said that she was from California too. Then she went into a long spiel asking me if I had visited Sedona, Arizona. I told her that we never made it there. She went on to tell us that Sedona is where all of the energy is in Arizona, and she wasn’t talking about power plants or nuclear electrical generation, but spiritual energy. Oh, she went on and on about every New Age thing you could possibly think about. After she was done I asked her what part of California she came from. She replied that she lived near Los Angeles. I just looked at the cash register attendant, gave her the “there you have it” motion with my hands and said, “didn’t I tell you there are two California’s?” We both laughed and I walked away with my items, chuckling the whole way out.

Marie and Clint on The Trail

We continued on Route 64 till it came to Highway 89, which we took north. Our new focus was to make it  to St. George, Utah and then travel to Salt Lake City, then take Interstate 80 back to Sacramento. So we took 89 north until we almost reached Utah. I told Clint about a shortcut and we decided to take it. Highway alternate 89 took us to Highway 389 which took us to St. George. Not long after we turned onto alternate 89 Marie got a severe migraine attack. I’ve never seen anyone that sick and it really concerned me. Clint decided that he should assist her in the back so he asked me to drive. On the way to St. George I suggested that we stay at a nice hotel and that we head back home the next day. 

We crossed the second to the last mountain range before St. George and my luck with animals in the road went sour again. No, not another roadrunner, but a deer. Thank God that the animal didn’t freeze there but had the sense to get out of the way. Thoughts of Bambiburgers, Bambi-steaks and venison stew went through my head, but I really didn’t want to mess up Clint and Marie’s car for a few steaks. We arrived at St. George and stayed at another Quality Inn. Marie started to feel better, probably because we weren’t barreling down winding mountain roads anymore. I can only imagine that from the onset of her migraine till we got to the hotel she must have felt like she was on the roller-coaster ride from hell. We watched some television then retired for the evening.

Day Seven:

We awoke the next morning famished. We never ate a decent meal the night before because we concentrated on getting Marie to a comfortable place. The Inn served a continental breakfast and I’m not ashamed to say that I went back for seconds. We then gassed up the car and departed.

Although Marie looked like she had for the most part recovered from the migraine she still looked a bit ill. Clint had told me the night before that sometimes the condition could last a couple of days and I couldn’t imagine putting her through what might be two more days of being on the road. So I suggested, and both agreed that we make a beeline back to Sacramento, which would cut the rest of the trip by one day.

Nothing really eventful to note about the trip back long, except to say that it was very long. We went through Las Vegas again and then entered California, yuck! We passed through Barstow, Bakersfield and then took State Route 99 north to Sacramento.

Reflections:

I never expected to see any UFO’s and I didn’t see any. They really don’t like to reveal themselves to the Sons of the Most High. After meeting the people of the Southwest, and enjoying their love and hospitality I have decided that whenever financially possible I will join their number. I have renewed my belief that the desert has a beauty all it’s own and that in my mind it rivals the rain forest or the thick woods of the northern states. And I know with out any conviction that someday “The Delusion Resistance” will have a home in the Southwest.

It was sad to see how a city such as Roswell has given itself over UFO cultic ways. I’m sure that a lot of people associate with the UFO cult in order to get Roswell on the map, to make it a place for tourists to visit and to capitalize on the money that the tourism can bring. But in that effort to become popular the city has given itself over to the spirit of Anti-Christ. It is my hope and sincere prayer that ministries like Alien Resistance will others in the city will stand up boldly against that spirit and proclaim the name of Jesus Christ to all who can hear it.

All in all it was a great vacation and I would do it again in a heartbeat!

David Ben Yakov

M.U.F.O.N. Convention 2006

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After the poor turnout at this years Roswell UFO Festival, there was little funds to think about going to the MUFON convention in Denver. MUFON contacted me by e-mail that they had a table reserved for me. They wanted to know if I was coming this year. I was surprised that there was even a space still available. I told them I didn’t know for sure as I did not want to miss the chance so I told them I would get back in a few days to let them know. At the time I wasn’t sure I would have enough money to make it or not. The next day a few donations came in that was extra and above what I usually receive. I prayed about it and suddenly felt it was important that I make it to the convention. I decided that the real test was getting a day off from work to make it. I switched a day with another driver and the time was set. In just three days the time off  from work, the table money and the gas money  had been provided. Mike and I were going to sleep in my Van the two days of the event. A reader of my site heard about that from a mutual friend and the next thing I know reservations for both Mike and I were made at the convention hotel. This was going to be Mike’s first show so he was pretty excited about it. I was excited because the road was made clear and straight for us to go. To me this meant that this was a divine appointment just waiting to happen.

     When we arrived we put our stuff in the room and began setting up when we were given a choice of several prime spots. When I go to these shows I am a diehard. I am the first to be at my table in the mourning and the last to leave at night. This was Friday late in the evening when I was just starting to cover up our table for the night. A young man and his mother about my age came up to the table and began asking questions. In the course of our chatting it was revealed that they both were enthusiasts on the subject of UFO and Aliens. They were  curious about the idea of Aliens possibly being our creators and came to get more information. They were also disillusioned Catholics who sensed there was more but not certain just what it was. Fortunately , out of all the tables that were closed , the only open one provided a Biblical View. This they took as a sign from God to listen and learn what we had to say. They were both very intelligent and perceptive people who like sponges soaked up everything mike and I had to share with them. The young man asked if he could come by and hang out with us the next day. We said absolutely you can be our guest for the day and stay with us behind our table.

  That night the Lord told me that Marcos (the young man) was ready and tomorrow was his day of visitation. He also told me that his Mother was also ready to receive the gospel. Marcos was there first thing in the mourning at about 7:30am. Like overripe fruit he was ready and jumped at the chance to receive Jesus as his personal Savior and Lord. In less than ten minuets I prayed with him to accept Jesus as his Savior and Lord. He stayed with us until we were ready to close at around 9:00pm that evening. He was brilliant in the way he picked up and understood things. We had a great time together and he got what might have been for many,  an information overload, but to him it was just a good spiritual feast. His mother could not come with him so I told him how to pray with her in the same way I did with him . We sent Marcos a Bible with a starter kit to help him in discipleship with his new relationship with the Lord. This  alone made the journey to Denver worth while.  There was so much more worth mentioning, so we will if you continue below the pictures.

” Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.”  2 Cor 5:17 (KJV)

A young woman next door to our table on our left was a member of the Golden Dawn and a self described atheist. She sold occult icons and ritualistic materials for Wicca’s and other occult groups. A brilliant mind and quick on her toes, she fired many questions to Mike and I. Her intentions were obvious, she was challenging us to see if we could give answers to some very hard questions. She had in her arsenal, questions that stumped the best and with great confidence fired away. I think we shook much of her foundation as there was not one question we could not provide a sound Biblical response to. She was  impressed that we also understood much of her own background and were not ignorant as to where she was coming from. The last day of the conference there was a change in her whole demeanor. Her questions were no longer an intellectual duel, but rather a serious inquiry about our faith in God. We rocked her whole world and she even told us so. I told her it was no chance that we were next to each other this week end and someday this will all make sense to her as God reaching out to her even in her unbelief..  Sorry we didn’t get a picture of her.

On the other side of us was Ted Phillips. He would be best described as an Indiana Jones type. He is well known in the UFO community going all the way back to the days when he worked with Dr. J Allen Hynek . Among many other things, he is a cave explorer who is in search of the cave of the half moon. This was something that the Nazis were interested in finding. Ted has a diary of a resistance fighter who found the cave during the war who has long since passed away. Ted was able to find the cave but the most important section is caved in. It is also in the Czech  Republic which is not the safest place in the world. The last time he was there Russians were the main concern. When the funds are available he will be going back to find the cave and with experts remove the rock debris. What is so compelling to this cave. The cave of the half moon is so called because imbedded in the rock is a man made artifact  which is circular but only half of it is exposed as a half moon. This object is shiny black and not like anything in our modern day. It is described as a possible piece of ancient technology. In a Biblical perspective, this could be some kind of surviving object from the pre-flood world of Genesis 6. Ted was moved as I offered to pray for him and his expedition. We prayed that he would be protected in the hostile area, that he would find what needed to be found and remain  safe while exposing the cave. We hope that he will be successful in finding what might be an earth shaking finding. Here is a site describing what he is doing. He promised to keep in touch as we continue to keep him in prayer.   http://www.geocities.com/ResearchTriangle/Lab/9525/philips.html

 

Jessie Marcel Jr.

Mike and I thought of presenting ourselves as the
“The Other Grays from Roswell”

We made enough to cover our gas costs home and a few good meals too.  I gave several books away (mine) where I felt led with no regrets. On our way home we turned off the main highway for gas at Las Vegas New Mexico. Just before entering the town for gas there was scene that just did not make any sense. Here is what we had to pass through in order to get gas. Now unless some major events happened that I wasn’t aware of, I think we were about 400 miles from the Mexican boarder being in Northern New Mexico. So what is up with this????

 It turned out that a Hollywood film company was making a movie featuring Tommy :Lee Jones  in their city and this was just a movie prop. It sure had us going for awhile. We were not the only ones to stop at the booth waiting for someone to come.

We thanked the Lord that he was able to use us to share him with others in this very interesting trip.