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From: United Kingdom UFO Network <ufo@holodeck.demon.co.uk>
Date: Sat, 24 Oct 1998 12:56:43 +0100
Fwd Date: Mon, 26 Oct 1998 07:37:52 -0500
Subject: {96} part 3 - United Kingdom UFO Network
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U K / / // ___/ / / / 24th October 1998
/ / // / / / / N E T W O R K part 3 Issue 96
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Source: Boston Business Wire
Publish date: 21st August 1998
From: bernhard.nahrgang@ob.kamp.net (Bernhard Nahrgang)
Reason for Optimism in ET Search
SETINOW reports that scientists conducting Searches for
Extraterrestrial Intelligence (SETI) recently received good
news: ET signals may be numerous because the transmitting
technology is easy to develop. In the latest issue of the
journal SetiQuest, Boston University professor and radio
astronomer Nathan Cohen shows how a device called an 'aperture
engine' could be used to transmit across the Galaxy.
SETI uses radio telescopes to attempt reception of radio
transmissions from ET's from distant stars in the galaxy and
beyond. No ET signals have been found to date. SETI is
considered a legitimate scientific enterprise and is not
connected with UFO studies or alleged alien abductions.
A cosmic signal's transmitted power must be made very large.
Traditional thinking dictates doing this by using a powerful and
expensive transmitter or through the magnification or 'gain'
from a very large antenna dish. This produces an inefficient and
expensive technological tradeoff.
Cohen says the two are likely to be linked as an optimized,
aperture engine. The transmitting antenna also is a stellar
power collector and transmitter module array, combining three
key functions in one physical area, with high efficiency. It
would look like a collection of flat panels with multiple
layers. A typical aperture engine would be a dozen acres on a
side for transmission to Earth from the other side of the
Galaxy, 70,000 light years away. For closer transmissions out
to 1000 light years it would be slightly bigger than a football
field. The closest star is about 4 light years away.
The total number of ET civilizations spread across the Galaxy
is a matter of speculation. Guesses run between 1 and
100,000,000. No matter how big or small the actual number, Cohen
suggests that there is a good chance a vast majority of them
above a modest technological threshhold are capable of trying to
contact us or others with radio transmissions from aperture
engines. Even distant and humble ET's will have the chance for a
cosmic contact. Cohen adds: "ET contact is not just the
plaything of the few super-smart civilizations, but even the far
more numerous ones at our level or slightly above it." Asked to
speculate on the number of detectable ET's Cohen guessed between
100 and 100,000. "But we have no useful data which constrains
that number. Until you find any ET's and survey the sky
correctly no one knows", he cautioned.
Cohen also cautions that the optimized effort on the transmit
side has to be matched by one on our end, and that the
conversation is one-way, because of the great distances and time
scales. "For a chance to find even one ET signal, you need
patience, the largest radio telescopes and to look at thousands
of stars at a time", explains Cohen, " also you have to be smart
enough to know that the changing, thin plasma of space requires
a special spread spectrum method called polychromatic SETI." At
the moment, says Cohen, ongoing Earth SETI's are receive-only
and fall substantially short of optimized efforts. The most
comprehensive survey has looked at less than 700 stars out of
500 billion in the galaxy. "The amazing thing is not that we've
found nothing so far, but that we're not doing the receive
effort the right way." Cohen believes SETI will be successful
within a generation of changing its observing strategies.
Copies of the SetiQuest issue may be purchased through its
website (http://www.setiquest.com). SETINOW sponsors
dissemination of important breakthroughs in the SETI through its
in-construction web site, scheduled for a September debut.
Letters =======
From: Ivo Westerlaken.
Referring to Mr W.E. Bimson's <W.E.Bimson@liverpool.ac.uk>
[issue 94 uk.ufo.nw] interest of any natural formation on Earth
which appears to be a face from space.
I did see a TV documentary, in which a gigantic ice formation
near Greenland broke off the main ice. The formation looked like
a pencil drawing of a writer [I believe it was Edgar Allan Poe].
The detail was terrific (I could never draw a face so well). I'm
sorry I can't remember more details about it, or the programme.
Url: http://www.casema.net/~cold/
Description: Critical research and publication site in Dutch,
with the only online UFO database for the Netherlands and
Belgium. Also articles on Free Energy, Cryptozoology, mysteries,
anomalies and Fortean events. All in Dutch, of course.
--
From: Steve_Chesworth@jba.co.uk
I am interested in contacting any ufo groups in the Worcester
area and wonder if you would know of any. Thanks for any help
you can give me,
--
From: Federico Provvedi" <federico.provvedi@telecomitalia.it>
Caponi Case
In the article
http://www.psispy.com/ufo/updates/1998/mar/m27-038.shtml dated
Sat, 28 Mar 1998 appears: "... But sightings literally cover
the globe. In Italy, photographer Filiberto Caponi claims to
have met an alien creature several times outside his house in
Abruzzo. He captured it on Polaroid film in 1993. ..."
I'm a friend of Filiberto and he's from Pretare di Arquata del
Tronto in Marche and not in Abruzzo. Filiberto is not a
photographer, but a ceramist. Anyway I have investigated that
case since 1993 and my conclusion is : it's true in every
aspect.... In the July 1993 from a Radar of Rome (Pratica di
Mare) and a Radar in the Marche (Falconara marittima) the
Italian aeronautics destroyed a UFO flying from Lazio to
Abruzzo... and with 2 air-to-air missiles it was destroyed. The
fragments fell in the canal of Monte Vettore (a mountain) near
Arquata. The pilots of the Caccia airoplain saw 3 balls leaving
the UFO before the explosion. Three days later Filiberto
encountered the first alien... after several encounters in the
area, I managed to take six photographs....
For more information contact Federico at the above address.
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A FEARFUL SYMMETRY
A TRUE STORY OF ALIEN INTRUSION INTO HUMAN LIVES
By D. Lynne Bishop
A FEARFUL SYMMETRY Copyright 1995 by D. Lynne Bishop
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be
reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any
form or by any means, electronic or mechanical including
photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior permission of
the publisher, except by a reviewer who may quote brief
passages.
First Printing September 1995
Printed in the United States of America
BOOKFINDER PUBLISHING
http://bookfinder.simplenet.com/
Lynne Bishop's home page
http://www.geocities.com/Athens/3862/
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CHAPTER 16
The entire group met with John and Ann following my sister's
session, to relax and mull over the information my sister had
provided. We all enjoyed a good laugh, when my sister declared,
"You know, this explains it all. My sister probably got my
legs! I was supposed to be 5'6"! I wasn't supposed to be only
5' tall!" Laughing, I replied, "That's it! Instead of being
switched at birth, we were switched at sixteen!" It was
wonderful to be able to laugh after a session--and it showed
how far we had progressed since the first, tremulous hypnotic
regression we had each experienced. The memories that were
recalled this time were no less provocative than those recovered
in other sessions, but our coping abilities were vastly
improved.
Nothing unusual occurred on the trip home, and the next several
weeks passed without incident. Then, on March 10, the black
helicopters started appearing. It was 6:42 P.M., and my husband
and I had been home from work for only an hour or so. Dusk had
already fallen, when we heard the unmistakable sound of nearby
rotors. The helicopter passed over the house low enough to
rattle the windows, and continued in a northerly direction. Ten
minutes later I received a telephone call from my sister: a
black helicopter had just made two passes over her house and
Mother's house. Attracted by the noise it made as it flew over,
they had run outside in time to note it was "lit up like a
Christmas tree." We all laughed it off; certain that it had
only been coincidence.
I wasn't so certain it was mere coincidence on March 24, when
two helicopters flew over my place of employment at 3:00 P.M.,
and continued, passing over my sister's house again. She ran
outside with a camera, but they were too distant to capture a
decent photograph. She was able to discern that the
helicopters were black, with no markings. The sudden prevalence
of helicopters was peculiar, but nothing, I thought, to concern
ourselves over.
March 25 arrived. The month was almost over, and the alien
encounter I had been expecting had not surfaced. It was with a
certain amount of relief that I went to bed that evening. My
husband and I had discontinued the experiment with the tape
recorder, after the strange silence on the tape during my
previous encounter. I slept very soundly that night, and had a
very lucid "dream," in which I was given a manuscript by one of
the familiar gray alien entities. This manuscript was
extremely thick and oversized, and had marginal notations
throughout, as if it had been proofread by someone and returned
to me. In the presence of this entity, I perused the
manuscript, and became aware that it seemed to pertain to me
and my family members. Parts of the book were indecipherable by
me, and after skimming the entire sheaf of papers, I came across
a letter directed to me. I was very puzzled by the opening
paragraph, which partly stated, "I assume you got my address
from 'Cat'." I had no idea who "Cat" was. Upon waking, I told
my husband about this enigmatic dream and quote. We were
standing in the bathroom, and I suddenly realized I had a
nosebleed. I was mystified--I hadn't had a bloody nose since I
was a child. My husband gave me a bemused glance, but made no
comment.
There was no further discussion about my "dream" or my
nosebleed for several days. On Friday evening, as my husband
and I prepared for bed, he gave me a sideways glance, and asked,
"Has anything else happened to you, besides the dream and your
nose?" I replied that I had noticed a couple small bruises on
my legs, but that was the only thing different. Hesitantly, as
if fearing the implications of his next words, he told me the
following tale:
"The night you had your 'dream', I was very tired when we went
to bed, but I couldn't get to sleep. I kept tossing and
turning, and looked at the clock, noticing it was about midway
between 10:30 P.M. and 11:00 P.M. After several minutes, I was
laying face-down on the bed. You were against me on my right
side, and the dog was on my feet.
"Suddenly, I got the feeling someone was in the house--and not
just in the house--but in our bedroom! I tried to open my eyes,
but couldn't. I tried to push myself up off the bed, and found
I couldn't move! I was desperate--I kept trying to rise, and
finally was able to push up from the bed and open my eyes.
"But before I could focus and adjust to the darkness, some
'force' shoved me back down onto the bed. It felt like the
gravity increased, and when I was smashed into the bed, there
was no answering 'bounce.' Once down, I heard the covers
rustle, and the sheet was pulled over my head. I couldn't see
anything, except the sheet, but I sensed three 'beings' in the
room--one on my side of the bed, behind me; a second one by the
doorway on your side of the bed; and a third by the foot of the
bed, also on your side.
"Then, everything became quiet, as if I had gone suddenly deaf,
followed by total blindness. Nothing I tried seemed to work,
and as I continued struggling, the warmth and pressure I felt
from you faded away. Sometime later, I was able to move again
and look around. It was just past 12:30 A.M., and you were
laying on your side. At first, I was calm, but my breathing and
heartbeat increased as I looked around the room."
I was grateful I wasn't standing as he recited his experience.
Besides the shock at corroboration of an abduction, all the
impotent anger I had held inside since the beginning of this
affair surfaced, as I railed against an invisible foe that hid,
like a coward, behind the sheltering facade of darkness. We had
asked for this, my husband and me--by playing with a force
beyond our understanding. And this force had answered us, in
unequivocal terms. I was suddenly reminded that a person
should always be careful in wishing for something, because they
might get it! My husband had an almost dislocated shoulder as
proof of the aliens' power.
On Sunday, March 28, I visited with my mother, and filled her
in on the latest events. After several hours, I prepared to
leave, and she followed me to my car. Again, the loud sound of
an approaching helicopter filled our ears. It came from the
North, headed in a southerly direction. Rushing inside Mother's
house, I grabbed her binoculars, and sped back outside, just in
time to catch the helicopter as it moved over her house. It was
gloss black and large, resembling the Apache or Cobra type. The
cockpit area was composed of tinted glass. It appeared to be a
surveillance helicopter from the private sector--not military in
origin. I could make out no markings on its body. Driving
home, I jumped out of the car and ran inside to check with my
husband, to see if any helicopter had passed over our house in
the last few minutes. I wasn't very surprised, when he stated
that a black helicopter had, indeed, passed over only about five
minutes prior to my arrival.
I told my friend and co-worker, Linda, about the recent
helicopter activity in the vicinity, and we discussed the
possibilities. The area did have occasional flyovers of
National Guard units, and the local police groups used
helicopters for aerial reconnaissance on rare occasions. Still,
it was odd. I had seen more aircraft in the past few weeks than
I'd seen at any time in the past, except while living on
military bases.
April arrived, along with a delayed spring season. We attended
the Eureka Springs UFO Conference amid a flood of rain, sleet,
and snow. We could hardly believe our ears the first night of
the Conference--surely that wasn't a helicopter flying over the
hotel! This was becoming ridiculous!
With the approach of May, I began to mentally prepare myself
for another abduction. The vague pattern we had discerned many
months ago seemed to be holding true, and based on that pattern,
an encounter would be due at any time. I hoped it would be a
conscious event for me this time, but more than anything, I
didn't want a repeat of the encounter in March.
As the days passed, agonizingly slow, I watched vainly for the
signs of a pending abduction. The altered reality that began
with an unearthly silence had not appeared, and I wondered if
the entities had decided to change the time-frame for the
encounters. The prospect of having to watch for a new pattern
dismayed me. I had spent so many nights wide awake, waiting for
their presence, in order to discover the original phase, and I
was tired of staying awake. I was tired of the aliens, tired
of being afraid, and just plain tired.
On May 25, I awoke from a heavy sleep and discovered several
small bruises on my right arm and leg. "Probably just ran into
something," I thought. "Maybe they're not going to bother me,
anymore." I enjoyed this thought until June 2.
It was 11:00 P.M. After tossing and turning, I had finally
found a comfortable position, and closed my eyes. Within
seconds, that eerie, abrupt silence fell around me, cutting me
off from the natural surroundings. My mobility frozen, I
floated off the bed in a prone position, and rapidly slipped
through the molecularly changed wall. This floating continued at
a rapid pace, and I was surprised when I didn't go upward.
Instead, the movement remained level, as the speed increased.
I became nauseated, and, for once, I welcomed the paralyzation.
My body made several rapid banking movements, as if being
aerially corrected in flight. My eyes were open, and I saw a
meadow, or a field-like area, many feet below me. My body
descended over this meadow, toward the thick, luxuriant grass.
I thought it was a hayfield that had not yet been cut.
As the descent abruptly ended, my eyes closed. I sensed
several alien presences around me, and my consciousness faded
away. When I next "came to," one of the most bizarre
experiences in my life had begun.
For several weeks, my mind had been filled with dinosaurs.
Every store contained paraphernalia about them, and my senses
had been dominated by their presence. Upon regaining
consciousness, I found myself communicating with the alien
entities on the ship about dinosaurs. I had trouble describing
what these massive creatures were, and I finally had expressed
the thought that I could draw a dinosaur for them. The aliens
seemed to enjoy this concept, but evidently had no paper or
pencils on board. To my amazement, they led me to a small area
that was composed of sand--like a child's sandbox. Delighted, I
sat in the "sand," and began etching a Tyrannosaurus Rex for
them, its toothy snout facing left, and the tail sweeping in an
arc from right to left. Upon completing the sketch, I turned
toward the dominant alien. He was pleased with the rendition;
so pleased that I dared to make a request. I asked him if I
could take back some kind of proof with me; something to
indicate this encounter had truly occurred. I was astonished by
the warmth in his acquiescence. I was overcome by a pervading
lethargy, and I again "passed out."
Startled, I woke in bed. My husband wasn't there, and in a
panic I shouted his name. More alert, I realized he stood by the
open window in our room, staring out into the night sky. I
jumped out of bed and ran toward him, words tumbling from my
mouth as I told him what had just taken place. I gestured as I
rapidly spoke, and suddenly noticed my forearms were completely
covered in a shimmery, dust-like coating--as if some of the
"sand" I had drawn in was still clinging to my arms! As my
husband and I stared, wide-eyed at the "dust," it started
falling off my arms to the floor below. The powdery flecks
sparkled golden as they fell, and disappeared before touching
the floor. Glancing at each other in awe, we noticed a light
out the window. It was the old orange disc, passing
effortlessly from left to right.
Needing no further impetus, my husband and I raced for the
front door, and ran outside. Breathless, we watched as it
slowly crossed our field of vision. Behind it appeared four or
five other lights, that appeared to be following in close
pursuit. As these crafts drew nearer, we could see that they
were black helicopters--with one lone white helicopter off to
the side. I heard no sound emanating from any of the strange
crafts. Suddenly, the irony and humor of the entire situation
struck me, and I began laughing. We were getting the entire
show; a staged presentation for our benefit!
After watching for several moments, the orange sphere
disappeared from view, with the helicopters following behind.
My husband and I turned to reenter the house. In the light cast
by some nearby streetlights, I noticed a sandy area near the
house that I'd not noticed before. Drawing abreast of the sand,
we stood stock-still in silence. There, etched deeply into the
sandy patch was the dinosaur I had drawn for the aliens, but
with an added feature. I didn't recall having drawn it, but
there, to the right side of the dinosaur was a sketch of an
alien. After several seconds, we reentered the house.
Suddenly, I was laying in bed again, bolt awake. My husband
was curled up beside me on my right, and the dog was by my feet,
at the end of the bed. I had only time to glance at the
clock--it was 12:32 A.M.--when the dog fell off the bed,
landing with a loud thump. My husband woke up, as I jumped from
the bed to make sure the dog was not injured. I told my husband
I needed to tell him something in the morning, and he mumbled
something incoherent. He drifted easily off to sleep again, as
I lay there, amused by the aliens' idea of "proof."
When I arose in the morning, I was still laughing as I told my
husband about the encounter. Once again, I had been bested by
these alien beings, but there had been such a humorous twist to
the entire event that I couldn't be angry. I had been fairly
beaten.
At work that day I spoke with my co-worker about the abduction,
and we joked together about the "proof" the aliens had given me.
As the day progressed, I noticed that I felt itchy, as if I were
having an allergic reaction to something. I glanced at my arms,
and was shocked to see that a rash had developed, extending
from my wrist down toward the elbow on both arms. The rash was
inflamed and itched intensely, breaking through my
concentration. With a mixture of excitement and horror, I
realized it was located exactly where I had seen the shimmery
"sand" on my arms!
The rash lasted until the following Saturday, and finally
disappeared after a severe stomachache developed. As the
"proof" worked its way out of my system, I wondered just what
had caused the allergic reaction: landing in an unmowed
hayfield, or golden, shimmery "sand" in which I had drawn a
dinosaur for the aliens. It was a mystery, and like all the
mysteries I had encountered in the past year, I would probably
never know the answer.
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