| Subject: Re: The Hollow Moon |
| From: "Rick Sobie" <ricksobie@spamnotshaw.ca> |
| Date: 29/02/2004, 05:26 |
| Newsgroups: sci.astro,alt.alien.visitors,alt.alien.research,alt.paranet.ufo |
"Tim Davis" <numatic@flash.net> wrote in message news:5ttu3013eohsao3e0ofq400uub9o8njgf0@4ax.com...
On Fri, 27 Feb 2004 06:15:01 GMT, "Rick Sobie"
<ricksobie@spamnotshaw.ca> wrote:
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So, the disk looks Pleiadian, 40 maybe 50 feet diameter, with the typical
drop down stairway, under the side, minimum 3 seater, maybe 5,
swivel chairs, overhead console, can't remember much else.
Any info would be appreciated.
Looking for a report of a disk, that looks like that. Possible foul play
suspected. They probably cannot even get inside it.
I wouldn't get your hopes up.
They probably found a way to get into your disk, parted it out, and
fenced what they could.
Sounds like a nice ride though. Shame...
You have no idea how nice. The closest thing you can imagine to it I suppose
is when you fly in a dream. But in the craft you have all the bells and whistles.
The interface is telepathic, but it is also self correcting. The onboard computer
knows how to fly itself, you merely tell it where to go, and motion it in that
direction like an extension of your body. No inertia, and lighting fast.
I feel like a turtle who lost his shell.
You know if you ever had a car or van you really liked, and maybe you named
it Betsy, and if you put the pedal to the metal the V8 overdrive would kick in
and you could pass cars going up hill like they were standing still. Well it is like
that, on steroids. And to think it might be sitting in some hangar somewhere,
or like you say, laying in pieces in boxes, or parted out by Corso, or similar,
but I doubt it. I don't think they could get in. They could maybe damage it
to get in, but they would probably have to destroy the craft.
The computer is not going to let them get in and fly it. It has a power source
that last for a very long time. So my guess it is sitting there somewhere.
Beside an empty oxy acetalene tank, and some frustrated scientists.
But you know there is no chance, they would ever give it back, especially
to a nobody like me. So I guess I might as well get over it, and I would,
except last week I had a lucid dream and me and a couple buddies took it
out for a spin. That brought a whole lot of old feelings and memories
flooding back.
Ah well. Such is life.