the evolutionary triad

the evolution chamber

KUBRICK, FOWLER and THE WATCHERS

The drama of evolution is played out in the book of Genesis, as well as in Kubrick’s 2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY. And the drama of synchronicity is played out seemingly everywhere, and things can end up getting intertwined in mysterious ways.

The Dawn of Man

Kubrick’s film begins with the Dawn of Man, where proto-humans encounter a mysterious alien force that spawns an evolutionary leap. The middle part of the film involves modern man as he re-encounters this same mysterious force.

Fetus / Star child / gray alien

All this reaches a climax with an apotheosis where a human fetus is the culmination of our next evolutionary change. We see three distinct evolutionary stages in 2001. Apes, humans and an alien looking fetus.

These three stages show up elsewhere too, they are in the UFO abduction literature.

Below is an excerpt from Raymond Fowler's 1991 book, The Watchers:

Fowler goes on to point out that the human fetus can look eerily like a prototypical gray alien. Big head, big prominent eyes and a spindly body. (Ray isn't the only one to notice this!)

A human fetus as seen in a sonogram, looking a lot like the cover of Communion giving us the finger.

Strangely, the fetus of a chimpanzee looks very human. The Chimpanzee is our closest genetic cousin, our genetics are so similar (about 95% the same) that one has to ask, why aren’t we chimpanzees? Perhaps we are, at least we are their fetuses.

In his book The Watchers, Raymond Fowler speculates about this odd likeness in the fetuses in us and in chimpanzees, and an interpretation of this curious procession. I’ve included a series of pages from this book (linked HERE and below), and this should be required reading to anyone who wants to dig a little bit deeper into this stuff.

Are modern humans some sort of genetic alteration using a chimpanzee fetus? If we go one step further, are the gray aliens a genetic alteration using the human fetus?

Chimpanzees are born with smaller heads than us humans, and they don’t experience the same sort of pain we do during the birth process. It’s our large heads (and larger brains) that separate us from the chimpanzee.

Does the bible give us a clue to this species tinkering?

In fact it does, when God kicks Adam and Eve out of The Garden, he bestowed only two punishments, we would feel shame (and we would then want clothes) and from this point on we would experience painful child birth.

Were Adam and Eve happy Chimpanzees living lives of bliss in The Garden? And who was this “God” that changed us? Were we genetically altered so that now we're burdened with bigger heads?

a prototypical gray alien

The gray alien seems incapable of child bearing in the way we presently understand. Their huge heads and their tiny hips would make this all but impossible unless they're up to something unfamiliar, like employing some sort of artificial womb. This is something that is alarmingly common in UFO abduction reports; we hear repeating stories of tanks filled with fetuses and some sort of liquid, and often we hear about rooms filled with lots of these tanks. What is happening? Is there really some sort of breeding program where humans are getting up-graded?

Following this line of speculation, we must scrutinize these three distinct phases of evolution: Chimpanzees, modern humans and the gray alien. The narrative of 2001 mimics the conjecture that Raymond Fowler puts forth in The Watchers.

When Betty Andeasson Luca asked her little gray abductors who they were, they replied, The Watchers.

Both Betty Andeasson Luca and Ray Fowler are devout Christians, so I feel it’s appropriate to quote the Bible again.

This sounds suspiciously like the opening lines from a modern day UFO abduction report.

Adding to the overall strangeness, the author and researcher Raymond Fowler came out as an alien abductee himself. He shared his own direct experiences in a 2002 book titled UFO Testament: Anatomy of an Abductee. While this might seem like a bizarre claim coming from a respected UFO researcher, it is instead very common. I have come to the point where I suspect that most researchers in this field have had some sort of contact experience, either remembered or suppressed.

His most recent book is about being plagued by synchronicities and their odd intertwining with the UFO phenomenon (a subject near and dear to my heart), this 2004 book is titled SYNCHROFILE.

JACK KIRBY and THE WATCHER

The Book of Enoch uses The Watchers as a way to describe the fallen angels. But they show up in comic books too.

God-like alien with a big bald head on the moon

Jack Kirby and Stan Lee created a character called The Watcher to describe a race of God-like aliens, and he is drawn with a huge bald head and vague facial features. He looks suspiciously like a fetus, or the prototypical gray alien.

Genetically enhanced apes, drama on the moon, space travel in weird glowing orbs. 
Does this seems familiar?

The mystical Watcher named Uatu reveals himself to the Fantastic Four and makes them battle the Red Ghost (an evil Russian) and his Super-apes for control of the Moon. Again, this mimics some of the narrative elements in Kubrick’s 2001.

Later, Jack Kirby himself took on 2001 in a 70's comic book series. His rendering of the Star Child fetus looks suspiciously like his earlier God-like character, Uatu from THE WATCHERS.

Christopher Knowles has written extensively at THE SECRET SUN about how Jack Kirby was tapping into something profoundly mysterious. (and more HERE)

THE SIXTH FINGER

This story of The Watcher hit the comic book racks in April of 1963. The same year as The Outer Limits episode THE SIXTH FINGER. This story is also obsessed with the dilemma of human evolution. We again see the three distinct evolutionary stages starting with apes, moving to modern man and culminating with a mystical being with an over-sized bald head.

Again, Christopher Knowles has written extensively on the mythic power of The Outer Limits, and it's overtly prophetic plot points describing the alien abduction lore.

THE SIXTH FINGER - the complete episode from 1963

In this mythic Outer Limits episode, young Gwyllm Griffiths, played by David McCallum, jumps at the chance to be the first human subject to step into a secret machine, anything to escape the drudgery of life in a Welsh mining town. The experiment succeeds and Gwyllm is “evolved” into the future. He emerges from a chamber with a much larger head and a sixth finger on each hand. He has progressed to a human future of Godlike powers.

Scientifically enhanced evolution allows 

chimpanzees to do the office work

Modern man

Science controls evolution (I LOVE this image)

God-like, alien-like, big-headed and bald.

THE SIXTH FINGER resonates the the same ape/human/God triad as 2001.

PLANET OF THE APES

2001 isn’t the only movie from 1968 with apes and astronauts. Another masterpiece of cinema premiered that same year, PLANET OF THE APES.

Taylor emerges from the sea

Charlton Heston plays astronaut Taylor, a parallel to Keir Dullea’s astronaut from 2001, Dr. David Bowman. Both transcend time and arrive at a mysterious place. The script was written by Rod Serling, no stranger to the mythic and metaphoric.

This movie is steeped in secrets about the evolution of apes and humans. Dr. Zaius (Zeus?) is the rule-maker in this world, and he is also the caretaker of the hidden knowledge about the evolutionary history of his planet. He plays the role of Heywood Floyd from 2001, both are the keeper of secrets and at the heart of a grand cover-up.

Taylor lies in his glass chamber, arms crossed like an entombed Pharaoh.

Proof that a inverted evolution took place, in three distinct layers.

We see three distinct evolutionary phases in PLANET OF THE APES, they are most clearly seen in the archeological dig inside a cave. There are three distinct layers, with our present day modern man at the lowest level. This film is upside down compared to 2001.

When Taylor meets with Dr. Zaius in his chambers he asks, “How in Hell did this upside-down civilization get started?”

Zaius replies, “You may call it upside-down, because you occupy it’s lowest level!”

PLANET OF THE APES begins with space travel through a psychedelic star gate, and 2001 ends with a similar transition. The narrative path is upside-down compared to it's sister movie.

Dr. Zaius and the cursed doll.

At the lowest level in the dig site, Cornelius (Roddy McDowell) has un-earthed an ancient human baby doll. This doll resonates the big headed alien/fetus meme, complete with gray skin. This doll is the key to unraveling the cover-up held in place by Dr. Zaius.

At one point the chimpanzee scientist Zera (Kim Hunter) shouts at Dr. Zaius, “The proof, the doll!”

The film culminates with Taylor riding off to find “his destiny,” to quote Dr. Zaius. This transformative destiny involves meeting Isis in the form of the Statue of Liberty.

GABRIELLE GIFFORDS

Now here is where things get really weird.

When Jared Lee Loughner shot Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords in Tucson, one of the first Doctors arrive on the scene was DR. DAVE BOWMAN. He attended a wounded 9-year old girl who just happened to be born on September 11th, 2001. She died that day, and her name was Christina-TAYLOR Greene.

Charlton Heston was an astronaut named TAYLOR in PLANET OF THE APES, and Keir Dullea portrays astronaut DR. DAVE BOWMAN, who returns to earth at the end of 2001 as the fetus like star child. To make things even stranger, Gabrielle Giffords is married to an astronaut.

SYNCHRO-ODDITIES

I have been trying to make synchro-connections with two movies, a TV show, a comic book, a UFO abduction account and a political assassination attempt. In doing so, it seems like attempting to rein this stuff in with any kind of linear logic is useless. So I’m just gunna list some odd interrelations (in no particular order) with bulleted points.

~ Christina-Taylor Greene, the girl that died at the Gabrielle Giffords shooting, has a the name CHRIST as the first 6 letters of her name. GREENE is the last 6 letters, and green is the color of Osiris the Egyptian god who represents death and rebirth. Christ certainly represents the same thing. TAYLOR from PLANET OF THE APES dies and is reborn using a glass chamber and a worm hole. Taylor is a 6 letter word.

~ PLANET OF THE APES premiered on April 3rd, 1968. And 2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY premiered just 3 days later on April 6th, 1968. Christ was dead for three days before his resurrection,

~ PLANET OF THE APES begins with a psychedelic star gate/worm hole sequence, and 2001 ends with something very similar.

Lake Powell at the end of the worm hole.

Lake Powell at the end of the worm hole.

~ Lake Powell in Utah (Uatu?) is featured in both PLANET OF THE APES and 2001. In each of these movies it appears as the culmination of the trippy star gate voyage through space.

~ Lake Powell was used as a location in 1965 passion play, THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD. Charlton Heston plays John the Baptist and baptizes Jesus in these same waters. Roddy McDowell plays Mathew and David McCallum plays Judas Iscariot!

Charlton Heston is back in Lake Powell, wearing firs instead of a space suit.

~ 2001, PLANET OF THE APES and The Watchers are each, at their heart, Ancient Astronaut stories (and on some level, so is THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD).

~ Charlton Heston also played Moses, where he brings down tablets from God to usher in a new-age. A tablet-like monolith appears in 2001 (from God?), again to usher in a new-age.

~ In 1995 there was an odd bit of black & white 16mm footage suposedly showing an ALIEN AUTOPSY, it proports to be a being that was found in the Roswell crash. The film is easily dismissed as a hoax, but the entity shown has an oversized bald head and six fingers.

~ Roddy McDowell emerges from a Welsh mining town in John Ford’s HOW GREEN WAS MY VALLEY, and he eventually plays the role of Cornelius (a chimpanzee) in 1968. David McCallum emerges from the very same Welsh mining town in THE SIXTH FINGER, the film-makers re-used stock footage from the 1941 film.

~ Young British actress Jill Hayworth plays the beautiful love interest in THE SIXTH FINGER in 1963, and in 1967 she plays opposite Roddy McDowell in a Hammer wanna-be horror film titled IT!

~ Also in 1967, McDowell guest stars in the TV series THE INVADERS as the son of astrophysicist who is mind-controlled by aliens. The complete episode HERE.

Roddy McDowell as Cornelius

~ Roddy McDowell read the audio-book for Whitley Strieber’s 1987 best-seller Communion. Let me add that listening to this reading of Strieber’s first person narrative is absolutely wonderful. In essence, Roddy McDowell is playing the role of Whitley Strieber!

Charlton Heston and Kim Hunter re-enact the first steps of a hybridization process

~ Kim Hunter (Zera in PLANET OF THE APES) also played the role of an alien abductee in an episode of The CBS Radio Mystery Theater. The set of plot points closely matches many of the elements of the typical UFO abduction account (including mind control, telepathy and implants). The original air-date was November 25, 1974, well before the proliferation in the media of abduction accounts.

Archangel Gabriel and The Blessed Virgin Mary

~ It is the Archangel Gabriel that appears to Mary. He tells her: “And, behold, thou shalt conceive in thy womb...” (Luke 1:31) This immaculate conception story sounds curiously similar to some of the accounts shared by women who claim alien abduction experiences; these accounts are full of mysterious pregnancies. Often when the woman is NOT sexually active. This certainly parrallels The Blessed Virgin.

~ Gabriel is the only Archangel depicted as female in art and literature.

~ The name Gabriel certainly parallels Gabrielle. Also, some New Age exponents portray Archangel Gabriel as female.

~ There was another Gabriel involved in the shooting in Tucson. Gabriel "Gabe" Zimmerman, age 30, was a member of Congresswoman Giffords' staff and was killed that afternoon.

~ The name Gabrielle Giffords resonates Gwyllm Griffiths. Gwyllm is the evolutionarily transformed bald being in THE SIXTH FINGER.

~ Gabrielle Giffords miraculously survives being shot in the head, and ends up bald, like her astronaut husband.

~ Giffords' astronaut husband (Mark Kelly) has an identical twin brother (Scott Kelly), who is also an astronaut! Scott Kelly was a pilot for space shuttle Discovery, and that's the name of Dr. Dave Bowman's spaceship. Scott Kelly was in space on board the Discovery during the shooting, and offered a moment of silence on 1-11-11. (more from Loren Coleman)

Issue dated Feb. 21, 1964

~ The twin astronauts were born on Feb. 21st 1964. Here is the LIFE magazine cover from that very day showing Lee Harvey Oswald. Many researchers of the JFK assassination claim that this photo is faked. Also, Oswald had a double (or twin) impersonating him in the lead up to that fateful day in Dallas. It is now in the public record that LIFE magazine had well established ties to the CIA. Oswald shares the name LEE with Jared LEE Lougner. Both names have 15 letters.

~ I have to assume that the NASA astronaut corps are briefed about the reality of the UFO phenomenon. It sure seems like they would be trained in advance that they might see something odd out there. The picture that gets painted is that these folks are privy to some seriously insider info about UFOs.

CRYOGENIC TUBES

~ PLANET OF THE APES and 2001 both feature cryogenic suspended animation chambers, and these are seen as death chambers in both movies. Glass chambers are also pivotal to THE SIXTH FINGER and to Ray Fowler’s The Watchers.

Evolution in a glass chamber

~ THE SIXTH FINGER starts with an ape who has made an evolutionary leap (using a glass chamber) and ends with a modern human making a further evolutionary leap and emerging as a proto-God with an oversized bald head.

~ The imagery of the suspended animation glass sarcophagus shows up a lot in the UFO abduction lore. (see the drawing by an abductee above) Some researchers conclude that there is an ongoing genetic project to create geneticly enhanced alien/human hybrids using advanced technologies.

~ An abductee tells of seeing this clone nursery (see above illustration) and it depicts alien/human hybrid fetuses floating in glass tubes. The color of the fluid in these tubes is consistantly reported as blue. When Taylor enters his glass chamber in the first minutes of PLANET OF THE APES, the image fades to blue and then there is a star-gate sequence.

~ The illustration below was drawn by Betty Andeasson Luca and it depicts a series of glass chambers, and they show their own evolutionary scheme. Even Jesus is included!

Illustration © Betty Andreasson Luca.

~ In the pulp science fiction illustrations and magazine covers of a bygone era, the image of the glass tube is a repeating image, albeit for a tawdry psycho-sexual obsession. Lot of images HERE. This rather comical pattern was noted by the late great Mac Tonnies.

Naughty thoughts played out in a glass sarcophagus

THE ECHO CHAMBER

Why do these resonant parallels emerge out of the ether? Is reality a sort of echo chamber where ideas and memes bounce off each-other in a way that forces them to emerge in such a weird synchronistic manner?

I suspect strongly that there is something more at play with the horrendous tragedy surrounding Gabrielle Giffords. Why are there such strange reverberating plot elements to this story? It forces me to think that there simply must be a reason behind it all. What that might be, I have no idea. I am left to wonder if powerful human events simply create their own synchronous magic?

All that said, my only rule for deciphering synchronicities is to pay attention.

Keir Dullea, gone tomorrow.

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This long-winded post would not have been possible without the inspiration from Christopher Knowles and his Elusive Companion Hypothosis. And thanks to Alan Abbadessa and all his synchro-mystic pals.

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Excerpt (below) of selected pages from The Watchers by Raymond Fowler (available HERE):

Watchers Excerpt

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Text added Feb. 9th 2013

This post has had a life of it's own. It has generated a series of 1234 synchronicities. 

I've listed a bunch of 'em at this follow-up post. 

For more weirdness, click HERE. 

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1-2-3-4 and evolution

It happened three times, the number 1234 popped up in curious ways, all dealing with the post THE EVOLUTIONARY TRIAD.

Lesley Gunther posted a link to this long-winded post on her site, The Debris Field. The time stamp is 12:34 AM.

And earlier in the afternoon today, it happened again. I wanted to test cutting and pasting some HTML code, so I used another blog of mine. I posted the same content of the same post, and the time-stamp read 12:34 PM.

And - As I was putting together THIS post, I found another one! The PDF of the WATCHERS excerpt is time-stamped 12:34 too! Thus, a TRIAD of 1234 syncs!

Not sure what to think, but it feels like these subtle little synchronicities are reminding me to pay attention. This was helpful because that post is so nutty that I was questioning my own sanity. And, these are all actual screen grabs!

want more?

Another trippy example of 123 TRIAD weirdness connected with the syncro-blending of 2001 and Planet of the Apes HERE.
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Text added on Feb 8, 2013:

This was posted on December 3rd. That's another 123.

(and) 

I was scanning my hard drive looking for unusually large files and this jumped out at me. When I created The Evolutionary Triad post I created a file (named 2001 apes) where I could dump all the images. This file got buried in the mess of my computer. It was only just now that I found it.

The folder has 123.4 MB of data.

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audio conversation with Alan Abbadessa Green

syncrhro-literature

Alan just published a book on a subject dear to my heart, synchronicity. He played the role of editor and collected 26 essays on the subject and compiled them under the title THE SYNC BOOK. The authors and their sites are all listed and linked HERE. And Alan's blog is HERE.

We’ve both been at the receiving end of a lot of profound synchro-weirdness, making this a very lively, ultimately beautiful conversation.

One-click audio down-load HERE

One hour / 47 minutes

During the podcast Alan shares a personal experience that transcends mere synchronicty, and feels more like direct contact with a mystical overlord. This ethereal presence claims to be communicating from Sirius! This is the kind of thing that gets my attention.

Topics discussed include: The 9-11 mega-ritual, Jake Kotze, UFO’s, the contact experience, spiritual journeys, lottery tickets, 2001: A SPACE ODDESY, Charlton Heston in PLANET OF THE APES, Jared Lee Loughner and Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords, owls, communications from Sirius, direct gnosis, The Secret Sun, Steve Willner, David Bowman, David Bowie, stuffy academics, blogging and Osiris.

For more audio follow-up, Alan was also interviewed on Red Ice Radio.

If you wanna hear more synchro-mysticism, listen to Jake Kotze HERE.

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UFOs and 1234

A screen grab of Larry's facebook page, featuring the number 1234! Click on the image for a HI-rez view.

More weirdness with UFOs and the number 1234 involving one of my heroes, Larry Warren. Just a few minutes ago Larry added me to his list of friends on facebook. He plays a central role in the Bentwaters case from 1980, perhaps the single most well documented UFO case in history. He also wrote the book LEFT AT EAST GATE, along with Peter Robbins, about the Rendalsham Forest incident.

I was noted as his latest friend, and now his list totals 1234. For folks who haven't dug thru this blog, I've had a LOT of synchronicities with the number 1234.

Also, I was surpised to see his birthday, and he's two days shy of being a year older than me. (see THIS!)

Larry speaking about the events of 1980.

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it's really called OWL POD!

I just stumbled on a podcast sharing service called OWL-POD. Yes, that's really it's name. It collects on-line podcast series and creates a simple search engine for subjects. Beyond that, I like the name!

OWLPOD.com linked here.

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YouTube posting of one of my interviews

I just found one of my podcasts posted on YouTube. Somebody put the interview I did with Nick Redfern on his FINAL EVENS book on that site, and it got a lot of hits.

Here's a link to the YouTube posting. And here is (the complete audio version) on my own site. And just so y'know, this is a really great interview.

I have been pondering whether I should also post my audio podcasts on YouTube. I know full well that doing this would dramatically increase the number of listeners. But at the same time, I worry that this would increase the number of weirdos and trolls to my site. I'm hesitant, but at the same time it might be a good idea.

Alas, I'm conflicted. Any thoughts?

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Follow up from shortly after writing the post above. Well, I went ahead and did it, as seen below.

odd events are tailored in DEEPLY personal ways

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From Mike Clelland Jan 31, 2022:

I have become suspect of the blog posts and written work by Dan Mitchell. I cannot vouch for his sincerity. I am including this notice here as a disclaimer. 

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 In a recent LUMINOSITY post, Dan Mitchell wrote:

"Let me state first and foremost that I have as of yet heard of no others that have described this experience on the terms that I have.”

I feel strongly that this could be said of almost anyone on this kind of path. There is a complexity and depth to Dan’s experiences that seem to match something within him. It seems that the phenomenon is meeting him in terms that he can relate to on a profound level. When I speak to people about their direct contact experiences I always ask them about this, about how these odd events are tailored in a way that is DEEPLY personal. These folks are quick to agree, they sense these experiences are a sort of theater directed at them and their individual needs. This isn’t a universal reply, but it feels like a majority.

This get very complicated when trying to make sense of the people with dark and horrifying experiences. I can't help but feel a very real concern when I hear these grueling stories. I also feel that the "new-age true-believers" are being honest when they say they tell of meeting angelic space brothers who hail from the Pleiades. I suspect that is EXACTLY the imagery and narrative that they're being presented with, and it seems to meet their needs. When I ponder my own set of experiences in this framework, I see a sort of methodical odyssey. I have been given just the bare minimum of clues. This has forced me into the role of the detective, albeit and obsessive and introspective one. Strangely, this very much seems to meet my own unique needs on some deep personal level. _____________________________________________________ ALSO: I used the term “new-age true-believers” in the text above, and it might come across as dismissive. I recognize that plenty of folks in this UFO research community are quick to deride this faction who claim direct contact. This sub-group is very much a part of this overall phenomenon, and it does a disservice to ignore them (or reject them with contempt, which I see a lot). To be honest, I struggle with certain claims within this rather large clique. But they bring very real clues to the table that are every bit as valid as the credentialed nuts and bolts researcher.

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deer on my porch

Hoof prints in the foreground and cat prints in the background on my porch.

January of 2011.

A year ago, Thanksgiving night of 2010, while driving back home to my house I nearly hit a deer on with my car.

I was invited to a Thanksgiving dinner by an acquaintance by the name of Erika. She and I have had wonderful conversations together, and I liked her tremendously. I was delighted that she had asked me and I gotta say, it felt a little bit like a date. But sadly, this time of year can be hard for me. I suffer from clinical depression (and I’ve been open about it on this blog) and the short days have an impact on my mood. I was on my way to the party, but I wasn’t feeling so great. I actually drove past the house, and it just wasn’t in me to go it, so I drove back to the main street and headed home.

It was on the main highway just as I was picking up speed after leaving the downtown area that the deer darted out from some cottonwoods and appeared in my headlights. The road was icy and the deer skittered and fell in front of my car. I swerved and for a moment everything was in slow motion, it was close but the frightened animal was fine.

I have lived in this town for over 17 years and I’ve never seen deer at this spot in the road. But, I have seen owls in that exact spot three different times.

About a month and a half later I went to the nearby town of Jackson to see the remake of TRUE GRIT with Erika. This time it was actually a real-deal date. This would have been early January 2011 sometime.

As we drove home after the movie, while we were still in the town of Jackson, Erika suddenly shouts, “Deer!” and before I could react there was a sickening thud, and I watched as a small deer bounced off the passenger side of the hood, and spun into the lane to our left. From what I saw in the headlight, it was then hit by a truck next to us.

At that moment we were in traffic on slick roads, there was really nothing I could do but continue driving. I had a jolt of adrenaline, and we tried to make sense of what just happened. I was probably going about 30 miles per hour, and so was the truck next to us. So, there was a chance that the deer would live. This is a notorious stretch of road, and deer are hit by cars often.

During the drive home, Erika and I both talked about how sad it made us thinking that we might have killed that animal. One thing I wanted to share with Erika during our time in the car was a series of stories involving me seeing badgers (I may write about that someday), and how they seemed to be directly related to her. These curious stories feel mysterious in a way that I was worried that in telling them I might sound nutty. I chose not to share those stories after hitting that deer.

Two days later I saw small deer tracks on the porch outside my kitchen door. I am not sure when they appeared but there was fresh snow so I can only guess it happened about 48 hours after hitting the deer in Jackson Hole.

Once again, I have lived in this house for over 17 years and I have NEVER once seen a deer (or deer tracks) anywhere near the house, let alone within 18 inches of my kitchen door.

In less than two months I almost hit a deer, I most likely kill a deer and a deer walks on my porch. Two of these events involved Erika, and I’m happy to report we have been close and happy since last winter. It has been perfectly magical.

This story may mean nothing but I've made a sort of declaration to myself that I document these curious events in this public format.

Deer tracks about 18 inches from my door.

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audio interviews

I gotta urge folks to listen to a series of recent audio interviews to anyone who's made it to this blog. Each of these remarkable individuals have important things to say.

* Jeff Kripal, author of MUTANTS AND MYSTICS.

* Fred Burks, government whistle blower and mind-control researcher.

* Alan Caviness, UFO researcher and experiencer.

* Peter Robbins, close associate with Budd Hopkins, UFO researcher and experiencer.

And loads more audio interviews HERE.

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low quality podcasting

I'm gunna rant.

Lameness abounds, and I gotta voice my disappointed with the vast majority of podcasting on the paranormal lore. Good grief, some of it just sounds awful! Most of the shows on BlogTalk, Inception Radio and UFO Paranormal Network are almost impossible to try and play the role of listener, the audio quality is inexcusably bad. There are guests I wanna listen to, but I'm appalled by the crummy sound. I've been doing an on-line radio show using my humble desktop computer, and my audio quality is pretty good. We live in an era of amazing and inexpensive technology that should make all of these shows crystal clear. It's not that hard people.

Done ranting.

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a terrifying dream that changed to full consciousness

On the night of August 15th I experienced some sort of extremely vivid dream that had a profound impact on me.

I was sleeping at a friends house, and the beginning of the experience was rather dreamlike, although it felt entirely real. I was in the exact location of where I was dreaming, and this was decidedly unusual, it just doesn’t happen to me very often, and when it does there seems to be something paranormal at play. I remember at one point I left the bed I was lying in, went down the stairs and out into the driveway to look at the nighttime sky. There was a sense of waiting, or expectation.

In this part of the dream I seem to remember doing mundane things, like turning the lights on as I moved through the apartment. I came back inside and I remember walking in a hallway that matched the house I grew up in, and this brief moment felt decidedly like a dream.

Shortly after that I returned to the bed.

Then I seemed to have woken up with a jolt, but I strongly suspect that I was still in this dream-state. I looked up and saw five beings (I think it was five) standing around the bed. The bed is just a mattress on the floor, and I was looking up at these beings, and my guess is they were about four feet tall. They were just misty white apparitions, like they were made out of glowing fog. They were just a sort of human shaped outline, and they seemed to be standing motionless.

The image of multiple beings around the bed were vague, and it’s hard for me to remember much. But it matched the interior of the bedroom exactly.

I sat up in bed and put my arm out to touch one of these beings, and my hand passed right through them, but I felt an odd sensation of fuzziness, or a sort of spider web feeling. I was intrigued by this sensation.

I remember feeling absolutely no fear at all as I reached out to them. I felt oddly curious.

But, something else happened, and it seems like it took place a short time after sitting up. It was like an odd flip-flop in the otherwise calm narrative of this dream. What I experienced was unimaginably terrifying.

I was suddenly experiencing a frenetic slide-show of freakish images, it was taking place in my heightened dream-state. The images were like something out of a gruesome set of heavy metal album covers, each image was like a finished piece of surreal artwork. They were bloody and perverse. These highly stylized snapshots looked like a H.R. Giger nightmare. Each hideous image would last less than a second, and then the next would appear, and the next, and the next.

The creepy artwork of H.R. Giger

Initially I was bombarded by these dark visuals while in this dream-state, but the intensity of what was happening seemed to jar me awake, and then I was staring blankly at the bedroom wall. The room was lit with the soft glow of early morning. At this point I was most definitely awake but the slide-show kept going.

These horrific images continued to flash before my eyes, they were literally in a rectangular frame, as if projected in berserkly high resolution on a sort of screen floating directly in line with my sight.

This crazy slide-show of images was something I have never experienced before. Quite honestly, I thought I had gone insane and this was terrifying.

I lay there, with my eyes open and my heart pounding, experiencing a kind of panic attack, but I don’t know how long this fully conscious part lasted. Maybe less than a 30 seconds. But it was enough to scare the shit out of me, the feeling of absolute madness was overwhelming.

Eventually, it faded away, and I was left shaken and drained. When I did get up, I was functioning poorly, and the rest of the day was effected.

Two days later I emailed Anya Briggs in New York, and tried to explain what happened. Anya is a powerful psychic and a friend, I trust her insights. (her blog linked HERE)

The burning question I for Anya was this: Did I get abducted the other night?

She was quick to respond and she reassured me that I did NOT get abducted (and that’s what I felt too) but that some sort of interaction had happened.

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Below is an edited excerpt of a recorded call between myself and Anya a few days later. She did something that seems to happen a lot when we talk together, she slipped into channel mode, and she began to communicate with her guides.

Anya: You are piercing the veil between one reality and the next, they are inter-dimensional beings, they are from somewhere else, they’re not of this world physically and it was real. You weren’t dreaming.

They’ve done this to me. They’ll do something to your head to make you feel like you’re dreaming. That was technology that was used on you. Fear is an acronym for False Expectations And Reality.

This was an initiation and you failed (she laughed), the frequency was so high it frightened you.

Mike: It felt like all of a sudden my mind had been overridden, and I was thrust into this rapid fire slide-show, the images were terrible, gruesome, like H.P. Lovecraft, bloody, monsters - and I had no control over it.

I had lost the ability to control my mind. The sensation of losing my mind was very real, and that really freaked me out, that sensation of insanity.

Anya: Maybe you were temporarily hijacked?

Mike: It sure felt like it!

Anya: You must understand that this is an initiation for a certain type of species to reach out to you, to understand the fear construct better.

And what they were doing, believe it or not, it may have seemed like torture or punishment or something that was thrust upon you against your will, but you had asked for this, Dear One, they’re saying.

It was an outreach program that failed. Their methodology was not working so they’re going to try a different tactic again at some point, to try and understand the fear input without freaking you out. Please understand this was not done with malicious intent. It was not meant to frighten you, but it had the opposite effect. They didn’t understand this.

They wanted to see what you understood as far as the fear construct, and your reaction. The interpretation of events did not go well, and we apologize for that.
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Note: August 15th is the date that Anya Briggs calls her awakening. I have another friend with profound psychic experiences, Susan MacLeod, who also says that August 15th was her awakening. These happened in different years.

Also: I was going to draw an image of the glowing beings around the bed, but this post is so dark, I don't really feel all that inspired. Maybe someday.

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intellect vs intuition

I just received a letter from a reader (and listener) to this blog. He says what I'm feeling with an intense clarity. The one question I repeatedly ask to my guests, and especially to myself, is: HOW DO YOU BALANCE YOUR INTELLECT AND YOUR INTUITION?

Alas, I find myself increasingly bored and dismissive of my intellect.

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My friend writes:

I really think that whatever the hell this phenomenon/phenomena may be, it defies the reductionist approach favored by traditional objectivism. It requires us to get back to basic shit and just talk with each other, person-to-person, like you seem to do with your guests. I'm not saying we throw out rational inquiry, not at all! In fact I strongly believe that many people would benefit from taking a cold, hard look at their own gullibility. And I mean that with all my heart. But we also need to be open to the emotive, mysterious, symbolic and intuitive signals that are coming through to us as well.

I don't know what all this means. Maybe that is my Westernized left brain talking. It sits there in judgement, telling me that I'm full of crap for even paying attention to these anomalies in my life. And sometimes I don't know if I should believe its rational admonitions, fall into lock-step with culture, and simply dismiss all of this as some collective fantasy of early 21st-Century apocalyptic dreams.

On the other hand, maybe I really should pay attention to the absurdities. Last night I was sitting in bed with my heavy comforter drawn up around me, lights out and balancing my laptop between my knees and chest. Because I wasn't sleepy, I started to play a simple puzzle game that I had recently downloaded. I turned off the TV just after the Letterman monologue. It was about 11 pm.

A few minutes later I glanced at the computer's clock in the lower right corner. It said 2:20 am. My comforter was on the floor and I couldn't quite figure out how it got there. I was chilled and a bit confused. I seemed to be in the same position I started out in, and not a bit stiff, if indeed I had been sitting there motionless for three-plus hours.

My left brain was curiously incurious, despite my confusion. I simply gathered the comforter back onto the bed, closed down the computer and went to sleep. In retrospect I wonder what to make of it.

Sure, I can resort to the explanation that A) I dozed off and didn't realize it, or B) that I got so wrapped up in this little video game that I didn't notice that over three hours of time had passed. There are problems with either explanation though, so the only recourse to my left brain was to flatly dismiss this little incident as nothing unusual.

But dammit, it was unusual! So what to make of it? The rational side is not paying attention But the intuitive side is saying that there is more to the story. So what do I do? It is this little mental battle that, I think, causes so many of us to discount the oddities in life. For me, it's easier to give in to the dismissive voice. But, I fear, that will never lead me to any sort of true understanding about the edges of reality.

Anyhow, I just want to reiterate that you, Mike, need to continue to explore and share these "Outer Limits" experiences. Keep up with the healthy skepticism, for that produces a clarity sadly lacking in the "Love and Light" community of doe-eyed believers. Critically examine the circumstances of every experience. But, on the other hand, don't let that skepticism discount the strange. That's just lazy thinking.

(NOTE: this letter above was minimally edited, boldicized and italicized by me before posting)

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Nick Redfern interviewed on the SECRET SUN

Comic book art as a way-shower for those who with eyes to see.

Two of my favorite thinkers get into it. Nick Redfern and Christopher Knowles dig into the state of present day UFO studies and how it's being interpreted by our society. Powerhouse blog posting linked HERE.

compelled to sleep out under the stars

A map of the area near New Paltz, New York, known as the Shawangunks

At one point in my life I had dedicated myself to rock climbing, this happened while living in New York City. This little story took place in the summer of 1993, and at the time I was 31 (I am 49 as I write this).

I had a secret spot where I liked to sleep out under the stars. It was on top of a dramatic cliff system known as the Shawangunks. This was just a few miles outside of the town of New Paltz, (noted on the map with a RED marker) this is about 90 miles north of New York City. It was near the “hair-pin-turn” if you are at all familiar with the area. I would sneak into the woods and camp alone on the Mohonk Preserve, a protected private park. This is a perfectly lovely spot with a delightful wilderness feel.

The spot where I slept was out on a big expanse of lumpy white rock, this is the same rock formation that makes up the cliff system where all the climbing takes place. The rock itself is a hard, silica-cemented conglomerate of white quartz pebbles and sandstone. My sleeping spot was simply a shallow flat spot, exactly the size of my sleeping pad, and it was absolutely beautiful.

One night (I am quite certain it was a Friday) at about 11:30, I was in my little apartment in Greenwich Village. At that late hour, I was sort of “compelled” to get in my car and drive north to my little secret spot. It was an easy drive that late at night with minimal traffic. As I was on the FDR, I remember thinking to myself, “Wow, they're pushin’ pretty hard tonight.”

It was a 90 minute drive and I parked my car at around 1:AM. I took my sleeping bag and pad into the woods and went to sleep. I have no unusual memories at all. The next morning, I met with some of the local climbers and enjoyed a day of rock climbing.

Now, this “event” can easily be dismissed as just me wanting to get out of the crowded city and get an early start the next morning, I recognize that. Or, just me wanting to sleep outside under the stars in a pretty place; this is something I still do a lot in the summer.

All that said, I’m still confused about that little voice in my head that just kind of blurted out: “Wow, they're pushin’ pretty hard tonight.”

I had read Whitley Strieber’s COMMUNION a few years earlier, and he gave some details about his cabin, and I realized it was rather close to my secret spot, maybe just a few miles away. I only thought about this years later when UNKNOWN COUNTRY noted that Whitley’s cabin was quite close to those cliffs. When I read that, I had a sinking feeling. But why?

I have pin-pointed my secret sleeping spot exactly on a map (noted on the map with a YELLOW marker). I later learned that Whitley’s cabin was near the little town of Accord (noted on the map with a BLUE marker). The town is less than four miles from my sleeping spot. I don’t know the exact location of the cabin, but it could be as close as two miles from my sleeping spot.

I’ll add that some years later, I went up to that spot, but not to sleep. It was the middle of the day and I was visiting New Paltz. I was curious if I could even find it again on the big open expanse of white rock.

I walked straight to it, and on this one lone spot, someone had spray painted a pentagram in a circle. (it may have been an “A” in a circle, I can’t remember exactly). This bit of creepy graffiti was right exactly where I slept! Nothing else was noted anywhere on the huge area. Weird!

That’s it, overall it’s nothing all that eventful, but upon reflection some of the details sure feel strange to me.

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