"John Ayres" <jon.john@aol_dot_com.au> wrote in message
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In reply, when we figure out how to bring our own gravitational field
with us in the ship we are traveling in, then how fast man can travel
becomes irrelevant so long as the gravitational field remains constant
wth our movement through space.
It sure would be nice if some of you folks from your ships reading
these boards were to put an end to the question of whether or not you
exist and make meaningful contact with us to effectively end the
speculation. We know you are there. Now, when are you going to make
yourself known to one and all?
Well, sweet 'Darla' claims to be an alien.
After I did some checking 'Darla' turned out to be
a 54 year old MAN who molests young boys.
He's part of a cult known as the 'seans'.
And so what if you may or may not look like the rest of us on this
planet? In time, every one will get used to how you look, if you look
different, and you'll get used to how we look. :) Things could be
pretty cool as we unite in a brotherhood of inhabitants of this
universe.
Gag............
There are more people with space travel technologies than we know.
Besides the one I happened to come face to face with, up close and
personal in my parking lot, here in Las Vegas, 5 years ago, there was
one, in about 1970 or thereabouts, that myself and four or five other
witnesses, all friends, saw at night, not more than a few hundred feet
away, in a clearing in the woods from take off location to over head,
hovering as it slowly departed, with a high pitched whine, something
like a harrier jet, but I think before they had harrier jets. This
occured in rural Virginia. I've heard harrier jets. Their noise is
blusterous and noisy. This whine we hear was all together different.
This was just a very high pitched whine. The ship rotated in mid
course and went from moving straight over towards the mountain top to
my left, to moving sideways towards and over the mountain top to my
left. It was pretty neat when you think about it, but at the time, I
panicked because it was just too awesome.
Or because you're a coward.
What you saw was a helicopter.
More recently, I suspect, but am not positive, that I "astral
traveled" one night into a ship that was clearly a space craft. I knew
I was there, and I knew I was in the presence of others, and they were
human beings, and there were several men seated at a console
performing their monitoring duties.
You sound like a good candidate for the 'seans'.
They like fellow faggots such as yourself.
The leader took my astral body for my real body, and he said, "I hate
it when they do that." I think he was referring to my boarding without
his permission. Somehow I astrally projected directly onto a
transporter deck, like you see in the star trek movies, like beaming
aboard. But no sooner had I beamed aboard, and saw what I saw, then I
beamed off board back to where ever I was, which was apparently my
home, and myself asleep.
Just a quick question....
How much dick do you suck in an average day?
--
Faith is believing what you know ain't so" -Mark Twain