Subject: Earth History Of 1.35 Million Years.
Feb. 28, 2008.

  Here we have someone trying to tell us what
we were doing on this planet in the past.

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  Subject: "Thiaoouba Prophecy"--9 Days
on a 9D Planet
  This is a direct experiential look at our
real history--for the last 1,350,000 years--
and what has happened, that impacts our
future potentials.
  Michel Desmarquet has done his best to
stay within the parameters of his agreement
with the ETs and still be true to his own
Self.
  It will impact every level of your being,
should you choose to read it. I read the
first part late last year and the rest in
the last week. A page turner that will
buzz your core...as you see life from a
galactic perspective. Not a single boring
page as revelations unroll across your
mind-screen.

  I printed it off the internet, as this
is--to my knowledge-- the only version
available in English. Might find it
worthwhile to read the intro and look at
a couple of the pictures.

  M-rk
http://www.galactic-server.net/rune/thaoeng.html

Part 1.

John Winston.  johnfw@mlode.com

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Subject: Ancient Days.            Feb. 28, 2008.

  This is what a person was told about what has
has happened on Earth the last 1.35 million
years.
  This also explains what happens in the Bermuda
triangle.

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  This is from the book "Thiaoouba Prophecy" -
about a direct contact to a superhuman r-ce of
nicelooking giants that happend in 1987 in
Australia - when then 58 year old Michel
suddenly got a thought of leaving bed half past
twelve in the night - then writing a message
to his wife that he would be far away for ten
days. He then left the house and was soon taken
aboard on a big ship......
  It took many years before he succeeded in
getting the book out. He says he got special
help from the ETs in remembering the incident
and in the writing of the book.
  "Believing is not enough...
  You need to KNOW.
  I have written this book as the result of
orders received and which I have obeyed.
Further, it is an account of events that
happened to me personally - this I affirm.
  I imagine that, to some extent, this
extraordinary story will appear to some
readers as science fiction - a story
entirely invented - but I do not have the
imagination that such a fabrication would
require. This is not science fiction.
  The reader of good faith will be able to
recognize the truth in the message I transmit
from my new friends to the people of the
planet Earth.
 This message, in spite of numerous
references to ra-es and r-ligions, reflects
neither rac-al nor re-igious bias on behalf
of the author.
  Michel Desmarquet, January, 1989
  They have eyes but they do not see -
ears, and they do not hear...
The B-ble
  I awoke suddenly, not knowing how long I
had slept.
  I was completely awake - fresh and alert -
but good G-d, what time could it be? Lina
was sleeping beside me, her fists closed,
but then Lina always sleeps...
  I had no desire at all to go back to sleep
and besides, it was possibly already five
in the morning. I got up, made my way to the
kitchen and checked the clock. Only 12.30am!
It was unusual for me to wake up at such
an hour, took off my pyjamas and dressed in
trousers and a shirt, why, I had no idea.
Neither can I explain why I went to my
desk, took a sheet of paper and a biro and
watched myself write, as if my hand had
a mind of its own.
  My dear, I'll be away for about ten days.
Absolutely no need to worry.
  Leaving the note by the telephone, I
headed through the door and on to the
verandah. I avoided the table on which last
night's chess game remained, with the
white King still in checkmate, and silently
opened the door leading on to the garden.
  The night seemed to be suffused with a
strange brightness, which had nothing to do
with the stars. Instinctively, I tried to
recall what phase the moon was currently
in, thinking that perhaps it was about to
rise. Here, in the north-east of Australia
where I live, the nights are generally
quite clear.
  I descended the outside stairs and headed
towards the pandanus. Usually, at this
time of night, we would have a veritable
concert from the frogs and crickets whose
chirring sounds fill the night. Now however,
there was a heavy silence and I wondered
why.
  I had only walked a few steps when, quite
suddenly, the color of the philodendrons
changed. The wall of the house too, and the
pandanus - all were bathed in a kind of
bluish light. The lawn seemed to undulate
beneath my feet and the ground beneath the
pandanus waved also. The philodendrons
distorted and the wall of the house
resembled a sheet floating in the wind.
-----------here came Michel down the stair
when he was taken away....
  Beginning to believe that I was not well,
I decided to return to the house when, at
that precise moment, I felt myself lifted
quite gently from the ground. I rose,
slowly at first, above the philodendrons,
and then quicker, until I saw the house
becoming smaller and smaller below me.
  What is happening? I exclaimed in utter
bewilderment.
  All is well now, Michel.
  By then, I believed I was dreaming.
Before me, a human being of impressive
size, dressed in a one-piece suit and
wearing a completely transparent helmet
on her head, was looking at me - friendly
and smiling.
  "No, you are not dreaming," she said,
answering the question in my mind.
  "Yes," I replied, but it always happens
this way in a dream and in the end you
find you've fallen out of bed and have a
lump on your forehead!" She smiled.
"Further", I continued, "you are speaking
to me in French, my native tongue, and
yet we are in Australia. I do speak
English, you know!"
"So do I".
  It has to be a dream - one of those
stupid dreams, moreover. If not though,
what are you doing on my property?
-----------  The long-range spaceship
was perfectly spherical, shiny metallic,
80 m diameter, no doors, no holes
whatsoever, levitating when not in
flight. You enter levitating with a
special instrument, through a sort of
piston that opens when you approach.
When inside, you watch the outside using
enormous 3D holographic displays with
unbelievable clarity, color, zoom etc...
(from
http://www.thiaoouba.com/faq.htm

  Illustration here not from book.
  We are not on your property, but above
it.
  Ah! It is a nightmare. You see I was
right. I'll pinch myself! I accompanied
the words with the action.
Ouch!
  She smiled again. Now are you satisfied,
Michel?
  But if it's not a dream, why am I here
sitting on this rock? Who are those people
over there, dressed in the fashion of the
last century?
  I was beginning to distinguish, in a
milky light, people talking and at a slight
distance, others moving around.
  And you, who are you? Why aren't you
normal sized?
  I am a normal size, Michel. On my planet
we are all this size. But everything in
good time, my dear friend. I hope you don't
mind me calling you that? If we aren't
good friends already, I am sure that we
will be soon.
  She stood there in front of me, intelligence
reflected in her smiling face and goodness
emanating from her entire being. It would
not be possible to meet anyone with whom I
could feel more at ease.
  Of course, you may call me what you wish.
And what is your name?
  My name is Thao, but first, I would like
you to know, once and for all, that this
is not a dream. Indeed, it is something
quite different. For certain reasons
which will be explained to you later, you
have been chosen to undertake a journey
which very few Earthlings have made -
particularly in recent times.
  We are, you and I, at this moment, in
a universe which is parallel to that of
Earth. In order to admit you, as well as
ourselves, we have made use of an airlock.
  At this instant, time has stopped for
you, and you could remain here twenty or
fifty of your Earthly years and then return
as if you hadn't left. Your physical body
would remain absolutely unchanged.
  But what are these people doing?
  They exist as well as can be expected and,
as you will learn later, the population
density is very low. Death only occurs by
suicide or accident. Time is suspended.
There are men and women, as well as some
animals who are 30 000, 50 000 or even many
more Earth years old.
  But why are they here and how did they
come to be here? Where were they born?
  On Earth. . . they are all here by
accident.
  By accident? What do you mean?
  It's very simple. You have heard of the
Bermuda Triangle?
  I nodded.
  Well, quite simply, in this spot and in
others less well known, this parallel
universe becomes confused with your universe
so that there exists between them a natural
warp.
  People, animals or even objects finding
themselves in the immediate vicinity of a
warp are literally sucked into it.
  Thus, you can have, for example, an
entire fleet of boats disappear in several
seconds. Sometimes a person, or persons,
can pass back into your universe after
several hours, several days or several
years. More often, however, they never
return.
  When a man does return and relates his
experience, the vast majority of people
don't believe him - and if he persists, he
is assumed crazy. Most of the time, such
a person recounts nothing at all, realising
how he will appear in the eyes of his peers.
Sometimes too, he returns amnesic, and if
he recovers some memory, it is not of what \
happened in the parallel universe, and
therefore sheds no light on the subject.
  There was, Thao continued, a typical
case of this passage into a parallel
universe in North America, where a young
man literally vanished while going to
fetch water from a well which was situated
several hundred meters from his house.
About an hour later, family and friends
set out in search of him and, as there
had been a fresh snowfall of about 20
centimeters, it should have been quite
simple - they had only to follow the
footprints left by the young man. But,
right in the middle of the field - the
footprints stopped.

Part 1.

John Winston.

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Subject: Ancient Days.  Part 2.  Feb. 28, 2008.

  Here they come in contact with some very wild
type of cavemen and cavewomen.

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  There were no trees around, no rocks on to
which he could have jumped - nothing strange or
unusual - the footprints just stopped. Some
people believed that he had been taken by a
spacecraft, but that could not have been, as
you will see later.
  This poor man had quite simply been sucked
into the parallel universe.
  "I remember", I said, "I did hear of that
particular case, but how do you know all
about it?"
  "You will find out later how I know," she
replied enigmatically.
  We were interrupted by the sudden appearance
of a group of people so bizarre that again, I
wondered if this was all a dream. About a
dozen men, accompanied by what seemed to be a
woman, emerged from behind a pile of rocks a
hundred meters from where we were. The sight
was even stranger, since these human beings
appeared to have stepped out of the pages of
prehistoric records. With the gait of
gorillas, they brandished enormous clubs
which modern man would not have been able
to lift from the ground. These hideous
creatures were coming straight for us,
howling like wild beasts. I made a move to
retreat, but my companion told me there
was nothing to fear and that I should stay
still. She put her hand on the buckle of
her belt and turned so that she faced them.
  I heard a series of small clicks and five
of the strongest looking men fell to the
ground, motionless. The rest of the group
stopped cleanly and began moaning. They
prostrated themselves before us.
  I looked again at Thao. She stood like
a statue, her face set. Her eyes were
fixed on those people as though she was
trying to hypnotise them. I later learned
that she was giving orders by t-lepathy
to the female of the group. Suddenly,
this woman got up and began, it seemed
to me, to issue orders in a guttural voice
to the others. They then helped remove
the bodies, carrying them on their backs
to the pile of rocks mentioned earlier.
  "What are they doing?" I asked.
  "They will cover their d-ad with stones."
  "Did you ki-l them?"
  "I had to."
  "What do you mean? Were we really in
danger?"
  "Of course we were. These are people
who have been here for ten or fifteen
thousand years - who knows? We don't
have time to establish that and besides,
it is of no importance.
  Nevertheless, it illustrates well what
I was explaining to you a few moments
ago. These people passed into this
universe at a certain time, and they
have lived in that time ever since."
  "It's frightful!"
  "I agree. However it is part of natural,
and therefore universal, law. Furthermore,
they are dangerous because they behave
more like wild beasts than human beings.
Dialogue would not have been possible
between them and us, just as it is not
possible between them and most of the
others living in this parallel universe.
For one thing, they are unable to
communicate; and for another, they,
less than anyone, understand what has
happened to them. We were in real danger
and, if I do say so, I have done them a
favour just now, of liberating them."
  "Liberating?"
  "Don't look so shocked, Michel. You
know quite well what I mean by that.
  "They are liberated from their physical
bodies and are now able to continue
their cycle, like every living being,
according to the normal process."
  "So if I understand correctly, this
parallel universe is a c-rse - a
kind of h-ll or purgatory?"
  "I didn�t realize you were religious!"
  "I just make this comparison to show
you that I am trying to understand," I
replied, wondering how she could know
whether or not I was r-ligious.
  "I know, Michel, I was only teasing.
You were right in explaining it as a
kind of purgatory but, of course, this is
quite accidental. In fact, this is one
of several accidents of nature. An
albino is an accident, and a
four-leafed clover can also be
considered as an accident. Your
appendix is just as much an accident.
Your doctors still wonder what use it
could possibly have in your body. The
answer - no use whatsoever. Now usually,
in nature, everything has a precise
reason for existing - that's why I
list the appendix among the natural
accidents".
  "People living in this universe suffer
neither physically nor morally. For
example, if I hit you, you would feel no
pain, but if the blows were strong enough,
although without pain, you could still
d-e from them. This might be difficult to
comprehend, but it is so. Those existing
here know nothing of what I have just
explained to you, and it is fortunate
because they would be tempted to commit
suicide - which, even here, is not a
solution."
"What do they eat?"
  "They don't eat, nor do they drink,
because they don't feel the need to.
Here, remember, time has stopped - those
de-d won't even rot."
  "But that�s terrible! In all, the greatest
service that one can render these people
would be to kil- them!"
  "You raise an important point there.
Effectively it would be one of two
solutions."
  "What is the other?"
  "To send them back where they came from
- but that would pose great problems.
Because we are able to make use of the
warp, we could return many of them to
your universe, and thus liberate [1] them,
but I'm sure you are aware of the enormous
problems that would create for the majority
of these people. Here, as I have already
said, you have people, who have been here
for thousands of years. What would happen
if they found themselves back in the
universe they left so long ago?"
  "They might go insane. In all, there is
nothing to do." She smiled gently at my
affirmation.
  "You are certainly the man of action we
require, Michel, but beware of jumping to
conclusions - you have much more to see."
  She put her hand on my shoulder, having
to incline forward slightly to do so.
Although I didn't know it at the time,
Thao measured 290 centimetres, exceptionally
tall for a human being.
  "I see with my own eyes that we made the
right choice in selecting you - you have
an astute mind, but I cannot explain
everything to you now, for two reasons."
  "Namely?"
  "First, it is still too soon for such an
explanation. By this, I mean that you
must be instructed further on certain points
before proceeding beyond."
  "I understand - and second?"
  "The second reason is that they are waiting
for us.
  We must leave."
  With a light touch, she turned me around.
I followed her gaze and stared wide-eyed
with surprise. About 100 metres from us
was an enormous sphere, from which emanated
a bluish Aura. I later learned that it
measured 70 meters in diameter. The light was
not steady, but shimmered, resembling a
heat haze when one looks from a distance
at sand heated by the summer sun.
  This enormous sphere "shimmered"
about ten meters from the ground. With
no windows, no openings, no ladder, it
appeared as smooth as the shell of an egg.
  Thao signalled for me to follow her and
we set out towards the machine. I remember
that moment very well. During the short
time we took in approaching the sphere,
I was so excited that I lost control of
my thoughts. A constant stream of images
flashed through my mind, resembling a
film in the "fast-forward" mode. I saw
myself relating this adventure to my
family, and I saw again newspaper
articles I had read on the subject of
UFOs.
  I remember a feeling of sadness sweep over
me when I thought of my family whom I loved
so much; I saw myself caught, as though in
a trap, and it occurred to me that I might
never see them again...
  "You have absolutely nothing to fear,
Michel," said Thao. "Trust me. You will
be reunited with your family very soon,
and in good health."
  I believe my mouth fell open in surprise,
triggering in Thao a melodious laugh, such
as is rarely heard among us Earthlings.
That was the second time she had read my
thoughts; the first time I thought might
have been a coincidence, but this time there
could be no doubt.
  When we arrived in close proximity to
the sphere, Thao placed me in a position
opposite her and about a meters distance
away.
  "Do not touch me under any pretext,
Michel, whatever happens. Under any
pretext - do you understand?"
  I was quite taken aback by this formal
order, but I nodded.
  She placed her hand on a type of
"medallion" I had noticed earlier
"attached" at the height of her left
b-east, and with the other hand, she
held what resembled a large biro which
she unclasped from her belt.
  She pointed the "biro" above our
heads and in the direction of the sphere.
I thought I saw a green beam of light
flash from it but I couldn't be sure.
She then pointed the "biro" at me,
her other hand still on the "medallion"
and quite simply, we rose, simultaneously,
towards the wall of the machine. Just
when I was sure we were going to collide
with it, a portion of the hull retracted
like an enormous piston in the core of
a cylinder, revealing an opening, oval
in shape, of about three meters in height.
  We regained our feet, Thao and I, on
a type of landing inside the craft. She
let go of her "medallion" and with a
dexterity that suggested she had done it
often, she refastened her "biro".
  "Come. We can touch each other now,"
she said.

Part 2.

John Winston.  johnfw@mlode.com


Subject: Ancient Days. Part 3.   Feb. 28, 2008.

  During this time Michel was disinfected.
  The space lady was said to be 290 centimeters
tall. There are 39.37 inches in a meter so
she would be 9.5144166 feet tall.

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  Taking me by the shoulder, she guided me
towards a small blue light, so intense that I
had almost to half close my eyes. I had never
seen a color like it on Earth. When we were
almost below the light, the wall on which it
was located "let us pass". That is the only way
to describe it. From the way in which my mentor
was leading me, I could have sworn I was going
to have a handsome lump on my forehead, but
we passed through the walls - like ghosts!
Thao laughed heartily at the shocked expression
on my face.
  That did me good. I remember that laugh -
like a refreshing breeze and reassuring at a
time when I was not feeling at ease.
  I had often spoken with friends of "flying
saucers" and was persuaded that they did, in
fact, exist - but when you are actually
faced with the reality, so many questions
cloud your brain that you think it will
burst. Of course, deep down I was delighted.
From Thao's manner towards me, I sensed
that I had nothing to fear.
  However, she was not alone: I wondered
what the others were going to be like. In
spite of my fascination with this adventure,
I still doubted if I would see my family
again. Already, they seemed so far away,
when only several minutes earlier I was
in my own garden.
  We were now "gliding" at ground level
along a tunnel-shaped corridor that led
to a small room, the walls of which were of
a yellow so intense that I had to close
my eyes. The walls formed a vault - exactly
as if we were inside an upturned bowl.
  Thao covered my head with a helmet
made from a transparent material and I
found, by opening one eye, that this
enabled me to tolerate the light.
  "How do you feel?" she asked.
  "Better, thank you, but that light -
how can you stand it?"
  "It is not a light. It is just the
present color of the walls in this room."
  "Why "present"? Have you brought me
here to repaint them?" I joked.
  "There is no paint. There are only
vibrations, Michel. You still believe
that you are in your Earthly universe,
when you are not. You are now in one of
our super long-range spacecraft, capable
of travelling at several times the speed of
light. We will be leaving soon, if you
will lie down on this bunk..?"
  There, in the center of the room were
two boxes - rather like coffins without
lids. I stretched out in one of them and
Thao in the other. I heard her speak in
a language unfamiliar to me, but very
harmonious. I wanted to lift myself up
a little but couldn't, being held by an
unknown and invisible force. The yellow
color progressively disappeared from the
walls, to be replaced by a blue that was
certainly no less intense. The "paintwork"
had been redone...
  One third of the room suddenly became
dark and I noticed minute lights sparkling
like stars.
  Thao's voice was clear in the darkness.
"These are stars, Michel. We have left
Earth's parallel universe and will be
leaving your planet further and further
behind, to take you to visit
ours. We know you are going to be greatly
interested in the journey, but also in our
departure that will be quite slow, for your
benefit.
  "We can watch on the screen you see in
front of you."
  "Where is Earth?"
  "We still can't see it, being almost
directly above it, at approximately \
10 000 metres altitude..."
  Suddenly, a voice could be heard,
speaking what seemed to be the same
language Thao had used moments earlier.
Thao answered briefly and then the voice
spoke to me in French -  excellent French
(although the tone was more melodic
than is typical) welcoming me aboard. It
was very much the "welcome aboard" of
our airline companies, and I recall being
quite amused by that - in spite of the
unique situation in which I found myself.
  At the same instant, I felt a very light
movement of the air and it became cool, as
though air-conditioned. Things began to
happen quickly. On the screen, appeared
what could only have been the sun. At
first, it seemed to touch the edge of
the Earth or, more precisely, South
America, as I later learned. Again, I
wondered if I could be dreaming. Second
by second America was shrinking. Australia
couldn't be seen, as the sun's rays had
not yet reached it. Now the contours of
the planet could be distinguished, and
we seemed to move around the globe, to a
position above the North Pole. There, we
changed direction, drawing away from
Earth at an incredible speed.
  Our poor Earth became a basketball,
then a billiard ball until it finally
disappeared - or almost - from the screen.
  Instead, my vision was filled with
the sombre blue of space. I turned my head
in Thao's direction hoping for further
explanation.
  "Did you like that?"
  "It was wonderful, but so fast - is it
possible to travel at such a high speed?"
  "That was nothing, my dear friend. We
"took off" very gently. Only now are we
travelling at full speed."
  "How fast?" I interrupted.
  "Several times the speed of light."
  "Of light? But how many times? It's
incredible! What about the light barrier?"
  "I can well understand that it appears
incredible to you. Not even your experts
would believe it - it is, however, the
truth."
  "You say several times the speed of
light, but how may times?"
  "Michel, during this journey many things
will be intentionally revealed to you -
many things, but there will also be details
to which you will not have access. The
precise speed of our spacecraft is one such
detail. I'm sorry, for I know it will
disappoint you not to have your great
curiosity for all things satisfied, but
there will be so many new and interesting
things for you to see and learn, that
you must not mind too much when information
is withheld from you."
  Her manner indicated that the matter was
closed and I didn't insist further, sensing
that to do so would have been rude.
  "Look" she said to me. On the screen a
colored dot had appeared and was growing
rapidly.
  "What is it?"
  "Saturn."
  The reader must forgive me if the
descriptions I give are not as detailed
as he/she might wish, but it must be
understood that I had not yet recovered
all my senses. I had seen so much in so
short a time, and was somewhat
"disoriented."
  As we approached, the famous Saturn
grew rapidly larger on the screen. Its
colors were wonderful - incomparable to
anything I had ever seen on Earth. There
were yellows, reds, greens, blues, oranges
- within each color, an infinite range
of nuances mingled, separated, grew
stronger then weaker, creating the famous
rings and confined within them...
  It was an amazing spectacle, which
filled more and more of our screen.
  Realising I was no longer restrained
by the force field, I wanted to remove
my mask so as to see the colors better,
but Thao signalled that I should do
nothing.
  "Where are the satellites?" I asked.
  "You can see two, almost side by side
towards the right of the screen."
  "How far away are we?"
  "We must be approximately 6 000 000
kilometres or perhaps more. They know
exactly on the flight deck of course,
but to give you a more precise estimate,
I'd have to know whether our "camera"
is on full zoom or not."
  Saturn suddenly disappeared from the
left side of the screen, which filled
again with the "color" of space.
  I believe it was at that moment I
felt exalted, as I never had before. It
hit me that I was in the process of
living an extraordinary adventure - and
why? I had asked for nothing and had
never contemplated the possibility
(who would have dared?) of experiencing
such an adventure.
  Thao got up. "You can do the same now,
Michel." I obeyed and we found ourselves
again, side by side in the center of the
cabin. It was only then, I noticed Thao
no longer wore her helmet.
  "Can you explain to me," I asked, "why
just now, you were still wearing a helmet
while I was able to accompany you without
one, and yet now I have one while you
don't?"
  "It is very simple. We come from a planet
bacteriologically different from Earth,
which, for us, is a veritable culture
medium. Thus, in order to contact you, I was
obliged to take this basic precaution. You,
yourself, were a danger to me but you are
no longer."
  "I don't follow you."
  "When you entered this cabin, the color
was too intense for you and I gave you the
helmet you are now wearing, which was
specially designed for you. Indeed, we were
able to anticipate your reaction.
  "During the very short time the cabin was
yellow and then blue, eighty per cent of
the dangerous bacteria in you was destroyed.
Then perhaps you felt a coolness in the air,
similar to when an air conditioner is
working; this was another form of disinfection
by ... let's call it radiation, although
that is not the correct word - it cannot be
translated into any Earth language.
  In this way, I have been disinfected one
hundred per cent, but you still have enough
bacteria to harm us considerably. I am going
to give you these two pills, and in three
hours you will be able to consider yourself
as "pure" as one of us." As she spoke, she
took a little box from beside her bunk,
removed the pills and held them out to me,
along with a test tube containing a liquid
that I supposed to be water. I swallowed
them both, lifting the base of my helmet to
do so. Next ... well, everything happened
very quickly and it was all very strange.

Part  3.

John Winston.  johfw@mlode.com