The article "UFOlogy: This Blog Is Making Known Proof of 'Extraterrestrial' Life for a 13th Year" is currently reaching thousands of readers at X.com and has now become one of four articles with the most pageviews among all 744 presented at this blog throughout the last 15 years (Articles Index). This current article is identifying some additional unique aspects contributing to the extraordinary scope of the flying saucer case chronology that is the basis for proof of 'extraterrestrial' life being defined.
Above are shown some of the 1950s newspaper headlines that document the Truman Bethurum (1898-1969) flying saucer contactee case chronology — this is the case providing the 'bombshell physical proof' of 'extraterrestrial' life.
Definition of clarion call noun from the Oxford Advanced Learner's Dictionary
clarion callnoun
a clear message or request for people to do something
- a clarion call for action
There are numerous cases of 'paranormal' or unexplained phenomena where proverbs have been communicated by a manifesting intelligence in various ways, including the case of the unseen 'author' who became known as 'Patience Worth' in relation to 'amanuensis' (or 'channeler') Pearl Lenore Curran (1883-1937). Elizabeth Fuller in Poor Elizabeth's Almanac (1980) chronicled that during an expedition-research trip in the Himalayas in 1979 with her husband John G. Fuller (a nonfiction author and researcher of paranormal phenomena whose books include Incident at Exeter: The Story of Unidentified Flying Objects Over America Now, 1966), she unexpectedly found herself channeling 121 proverbs "reminiscent of Ben Franklin's Poor Richard's Almanac."
Considering these comments and the stanzas written by Truman, 'automatic writing' doesn't appear to be the appropriate description for this text [because the words reflect his conscious and spontaneous thought process]. In addition to remarks about his 11 visits aboard a flying saucer in 1952 and the visit of Captain Aura three years later when Truman was in Prescott, Arizona, the book includes 32 poems "given under the inspiration of Aura Rhanes" and five articles. Among the many curious aspects of the case is that Captain Aura told Truman to prepare himself for a visit to her planet of Clarion. [This may be a metaphor for an individual achieving full understanding of the nature involving 'the Source of All Life.'] It may be significant that such an experience is not among those described although there was some planning between Aura and Truman. He commented in Aboard a Flying Saucer about his first encounter with Captain Aura: ". . . this woman was talking to me in a swinging, rhythmic tone of voice, much like you read Mother Goose verses to your children, and for a moment I wondered about it. But I put it out of my mind for the time being . . ."
During the second visit to the flying saucer, Truman mentioned Aura's "sing-song high pitched voice." During one of the later visits, one of the quoted statements of Aura after speaking about "teleportation" is: "There is more to this than meets the eye . . . Remember, I am speaking to you in a tongue quite foreign to me about matters entirely foreign to your comprehension."
A posthumous book featuring "information recorded by Truman Bethurum" was published in 1970: The People of the Planet Clarion edited and compiled by Timothy Green Buckley (republished as Messages from the People of the Planet Clarion in 1995). Autobiographical chapters include commentary about Truman's poetic phase in reference to "my first notes of our [initial] meeting on July 27, 1952" —
I was told by the Captain that I should write down the highlights of our discussion and make it known to the people of our world. My answer to her was:
"I am not a writer and I can hardly read my own writing!"
She promised, "You will have no trouble writing about our visits with you."
During the second visit aboard the flying saucer, Truman was asked about the writing request and he "responded in the negative." He was then told: "When you are off work, write down in your own way what was discussed on our first visit with you, and then write down all that we are discussing now." What happened following the visit is reported —
When I was back at the Desert Inn in Overton, I took papers and pencil and sat down to write as they had instructed me to do. The results were surprising to me! It seemed as though someone was holding the pencil and actually forming the words!
What any self-identified 'skeptics' should not overlook upon reading about the flying saucer contactee cases profiled at this blog is the consistency of commentary pertaining to space people's knowledge articulated as "a Supreme Deity who sees, knows and controls all" / "the Father (or Source)" / "a supreme power and intelligence which pervades and controls all nature" / "the Only One" and "the great Creator, the Living Force who controls every single particle of the universe, human or inanimate." (Article: "Flying Saucer Contactees and the New Age")
A photo caption from Flying Saucer Pilgrimage states: "Bryant Reeve is an American Engineer, a graduate of Yale and the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. He and his wife Helen became interested in Saucers in 1953, and due to conflicting information and official denials decided to make their own investigation. Flying Saucer Pilgrimage is the story of their amazing private research which took two year's time and over 23,000 miles of travel."
. . . we still regard his experiences as some of the greatest contributions in the entire saucer saga . . . We were favorably and very deeply impressed with Mr. Bethurum's unimaginative sincerity . . . his naturalness and simple honesty resulted in an account of his experiences uncontaminated by speculative science or philosophical propaganda. It was, in short, a priceless factual account.. . . he told us the incident covering the instantaneous disappearance of his flashlight and the experiences of his seeing his space-friends leave a restaurant while a companion whom he had posted outside did not see them come out. [article] Serious students of this subject will understand the deeper implications of these two incidents. However, Mr. Bethurum said he did not know how these things happened, they just happened.
"FIRST VISIT TO MORMON MESA"July 27, 1952The other day, you'll say I was dreaming,But I'm sure you'll believe me now!A FLYING SAUCER landed beside me,But they called it their Admiral Scow.I spoke to the crew as they landed,And they lined up to shake my hand.They spoke of the glories of their castles,You know, they're from a far off land!I asked to speak to their Captain.They said, "Surest thing you know."They took me to her stateroom,Her cheeks were all aglow.I stood there, smiling and spellbound,And wondered what was next.She waved them away with a smile and said,"Speak up, friend! You're not hexed!"I asked of her family and loved ones.And of prices and qualities, too.I inquired of their pleasures and troubles,And of the work that they generally do.You will certainly marvel at her answers,But you'll know they're from a Master's mind.She said, "The things that trouble and worry you,In OUR homes, you'll never find!"We know nothing of doctors and nurses.You have mechanics and laborers, too.In our land, they'd only mean trouble,So you see, they're all taboo!"I spoke of our dams, lakes and rivers.I mentioned our autos and airplanes andour cities and farms, with a view.She said, "If I wanted to buy them, I could,But I'd give them right back to you!"I said, "Thanks very much for the visit!"And hoped she'd enjoyed her stay.She said, "I'll be back, anxious for another.You just think of the place and the day!"She escorted me to the edge of the Saucer.It was big as all get out!Now, contrary to general opinion,I am sure it never did whirl!It just disappeared in the sunlight,Just like a vaporized pearl!Now, if you want to hear more of her story,Just arrange to sit at my table.I can tell you some things that she told meAnd you will realize this is not just a fable!"SECOND VISIT TO MORMON MESA"August 4, 1952Well, folks, I've just had a new visit,From the lady I told you about.I knew she would come when I wanted.On that, there was never a doubt!But I guess you would be more interestedin what we were talking about.I said, "Have you ever seen our Navy,Army and Marine Corps, too?"She said, "Every time they assembled,It was just like for me to review!"Then I mentioned our atomic resourcesAnd our measures to aid all mankindShe answered, "That's a step in the right direction,But a very short one you'll find!"I spoke of politics and taxes,And asked if they had these, too.She said, "No!" and added directly:"That's what cleft your old world through!"I talked of ballots and voting,And she shrugged them off with a smile.And added, "With so many politicians,"She "didn't believe them worthwhile!"But she hastened to add just as quickly,"There's always a bright look ahead,And when the big boys get together,That's when finer ideals are wed!"She said, "You're an outdoor mechanic,That's very easy to see.And I know you're always the happiest,When you're busy, just like a bee!"Then we spoke of the world in general,And why there had to be strife.She said, "If men only knew it,Their happiness was in the hands of their wife!"She spoke of our flora and fauna,And added, "We have those, too.The colors and textures are different,But they mean just the same as to you."Now we discussed world conditions,And delinquency of our youth.She added, "We're not bothered by either.You can believe it, for it is the truth!""We raise our families with knowledge,Love and delicate care!And, you know, their very first lesson is,'If it isn't yours, just leave it there!'"A full purse can lay on a counter,Anywhere, in our dear land;And, until the real owner returns to reclaim it,It will never be touched by a hand!"She said, "Well, so long again, my Earthly friend,We must be on our way.I have some other things to see,And they are a 'must' today!"I'll be back again when you want me,Just remember that!And please remember your diet.You're getting a little fat!"You asked of our great problem.It was to control magnetical force.You know that we have solved it,Both pro and anti, of course!"(In our visits, I noticed that nothing seemed to escape these Space People's sharp eyes, but I was astonished that she had noticed that I had gained about four pounds in weight. The reason for this gain in weight was probably living next door to a restaurant and spending most of my leisure time there! I had asked this Lady Captain of their greatest problem in interplanetary travel and received the amazing answer that control of magnetical force solved all problems of space travel!)"THIRD VISIT TO MORMON MESA"August 18, 1952The FLYING SAUCER has landed again,This is the third time we have met.She told me she would come every time that I wanted,And, so far, it's the truth, you can bet.This time I calmed down and discussed personal things,Such as would be of interest to all.She told me her name was Aura Rhanes,And she was still at my beck and call.I asked of her crew. She said, "They're loyal too,Each, every and all!Their duties are few, positive and light.There's never an 'if,' 'when,' or 'I might'!"The question of pay never comes up,And there's nothing heavy to wield."Everyone under this Aura RhanesIs certainly tops in their field!She said, "A million miles is nothing but 'par.'We could just hook our scow to a falling star.And when you want us, here we are!"We certainly appreciate this landing spotYou call the 'Mormon Mesa.'But, gosh, it's hot!"This spot is ideal, as far as we are concerned,But people are too curious and might even get burned.The growth is beat down, as if by some feet,But we really think it's just from the heat."We sat and talked and visited, too,And I admired her build and complexion.My mind was full of things to ask,And above all, I wanted to feel,And see, if all I imaginedIn this gorgeous creature, was real!You know, I knew she could read my mind,And she said, "Go ahead and see what you find!"She also added, "Please have restraint!You might guess something that really 'ain't'!"Her flesh was real and plenty firm,Her shape was like an expensive urn.She was just over four feet tall,And certainly entrancing, all in all!She was beautifully draped, like the modistes will,And I'll say, to know her is my number one thrill!I asked of food and drink and fuelAnd probed for the limits of her big Scow."We have that all figured far in advanceAnd everyone of us know how.We have no problems such as you,Because the right things we always do!"The same could be upon your Earth,As God has been liberal and there is no dearth!You people could figure instead of fight,And you'd certainly find your earth just right!"Your deserts and plains could be transformed overnight,To a place, that from heaven, would look plenty bright!The money you spend every year for a War,would bring water in, if need be, from afar."I expect to be around for a thousand years,But the water in your deserts will mostly be tears!Please send me your thought again real soon,And I'll get around, if only to 'spoon'!The crew are all ready to again leave Earth,So bye bye now, and remember our mirth!""FOURTH VISIT TO MORMON MESA"August 25, 1952Well out in the Mesa, far to the north,Very near Carp, I believe,I was overhauling a "cat" [slang for heavy equipment vehicles] alone.I was just about ready to leave.My mind was a blank, I guess,I must have been thinking of home.I picked up my tools and got in my car,And just then was startled by a slight little jar!Then her sweet voice rang out,"You know, here we are!"I recognized it as from Aura Rhanes,My friend from another planet or star.You know, when out on the lawn you bask,The many questions you can think to ask?But now, confronted face to face,You're all a dither, your thoughts just seem to race!I have some friends that were doubting me,And wanted more proof that they could see.Dolly Jones wants to know,What is on Mars and what do they grow?Do you have children in your lifeAnd does every man have a sweet little wife?What are the secrets of your long life,And, also, the name and locale of your home?Ronald Dalley also asks,Who directs your government and its tasks?His questions flew like a hive of bees.He wants to know how you survive the "G's"?Is friction of air a problem to you?And the question of education came up, too!Now the answers came just one at a timeAnd I am sure you all will agree they're fine."Mars is a beautiful place to see.Yes, there are people there, just like you and me!The halo is made of air and dust.Manufacturing there, you know, is a 'must'!"Every home has a beautiful lawn,Where flowers and shrubs abound.Every place is like a country estateAnd has five acres of ground!""Yes, we have children, the same as all.The urge to that, is a natural call!With the privilege, we never toy.Our first was a girl and then a boy."Our adult male takes a mate for life!God grants that she's a dutiful wife.For everlasting life, it's simple to tell!Live as God directs, and there's never a Hell!"Now, as to where we live, man may visit there soon!It's a beautiful place, the other side of the moon!The government is directed by others and me,And we never have troubles, as some day you'll see!"Now, as to gravitational force you Earthmen call 'G's,'We overcame that with exceptional ease!First of all, we are much more staunch,And we find it as easy as sailing a launch!"The friction of air you question about,Has never bothered a bit.When we solved the problem of gravitational force,That problem went along with it!Now, education with us, is tops, you see,And every language we learn.Science, culture and history, too,As around every planet we turn."Now AURA said, "Adios!" to me."We'll all be around again, soon.Now please get some more questions lined up for us.We're leaving right now for the Moon!""FIFTH VISIT NEAR HENDERSON, NEVADA"September 5, 1952The "Flying Saucers" are here to stay.Aura told me that today."We are not coming for conquest or strife.Or to steal someone's husband or wife!"We come around every year at this time,Because we find the conditions just fine.I know there are some people who think you deceive,When you present our story for them to believe."The proof always lies in eating the cake,And to really convince them, an effort I'll make.I'll pass over Lake Mead, at a very high speed,And drop a big flare to show them I'm there."It will make a big 'poof' that should really be proof,And many, I know, it will scare.We would really prefer to have everyone there,But there has to be some disbelievers."If everyone knew just who we are,And gathered a very large crowdWhen we came down to visit our friends,And some would try to restrain us.There would be much crying aloud!That's still the thing that refrains us!"Now, the questions about us are piling, I see,And one lady's wanting to know,The relations of brain cells and chemistry,When off in a coma you go."You can tell her for me, that's easy to see,When you have the power of 'recognition.'The cells are divided into equal parts,Let's call them 'alert' and 'fatigue.'"When you are fresh and quite awake,They are held together like a lover's embrace,When you are tired and needing rest,They separate they go their ways."As they are relaxed and gain composure,You are again refreshed for the day.There are no damaged or dying cells,Or you would remain that way!"Now, women's work is a field alone,In every land, we know;But always some are above all else,And to others their intelligence show."In Clarion, the ones that prove they are best,To the highest positions go."Our women at home surely set a pace,For our homes are filled with color and lace.No man ever strays away from home,And always together on trips they go."No family is ever alone, I'll say.Cooking, sewing and cleaning, too,Generally covers the tasks we women do."All of our work is quickly done,And we wind up saying, 'That was lots of fun'!Now, as for our men, the same holds true.All of their tasks are quickly through."(I finished the account the following morning.)Aura came down through the stars last night,To visit with me again.She told me to prepare myself for a visitTo her home in Clarion!"We will go on the Scow and I will show you how.The controls just work like a charm.The trip will be quick, easy and cheap,And you will never suffer a harm!"We will park our Scow on Mars, you know,And give you a little Jeep.We will tour all points of interest to youIn our big 'Plutonic Jeep.'"Then we'll park the Jeep and head for home.After all, it's the place to see!I will show you all and it will open your eyes.Just leave that up to me!"My men have said you have some friendsThat would like to visit our ship.I'll tell you now, our Admiral ScowGoes a long ways every trip!"And some day soon, on trips to the Moon,And our home's not far away,You may invite some friends to go along,And we'll make that trip, if you say!"There's nothing to do that's required of you,Except to have good boots!The weather's fine, up in the sky.Our conditioning works just right."You will see the views along the line,We'll be home the second night.We will stay a week or more, if you like.You can take in all the sights.The weather is so good, you can sleep in the nude.Sheets are in order at nights."I am sure some people would like to know,How we chose any certain man.We looked around this great big EarthFor a place to safely land."You happened to be close when we came down,Thanks to Wells Cargo Clan.The interest you showed was enough for us to seeYou were a straightforward man."That's all we require of any friend.We'll do the rest, you'll find.There's never any danger to you or yours!We hope this will ease your mind."The weather has changed a bit for the best.Now we're leaving again real soon.Remember Clarion is the name of our planet,And it's just the other side of the Moon!""SIXTH VISIT ON MORMON MESA"September 6, 1952Aura and crew came down Saturday nightTo converse with me a bit.I picked the spot and it wasn't so hot,For it was right out in open sand.They circled the town to inspect the ground.It seemed like they hovered a lot.They took me on and showed me around.I see more every time.I got an idea of the size of the Scow.Boy, it sure is grand!Everything is neat as a pin.I didn't see a hammer or wrench.I told Aura I had a question for her.Marilyn Mills had written in French.I don't know a word it said,But Aura typed the answer, too,In a language I've never read!And just in fun, I snickered a bit,With a very little wheeze.I said, "The joke would be on her,If you answered in Chinese!"She called for some paper and wrote it down.It looked like scribbling to me!She said, "When this gets around, it will be the talk of the town,And I do it without a fee!"Then we both sat down and chatted a while.I had lots of things on my mind.She said, "Everything I tell you is true,I'm sure that's what you'll find!"We talked of the Earth, stars, planets and Moon,And of the time I will go along.She said, "You're very happy now, I can see.Your voice sounds almost like song!"I was getting so tired I could hardly see.She said, "You better get home!"She also said, "With the notes I give,You should write this down like a poem!"Now at half past ten, and with my eyes half closed,I reluctantly left the Scow.Now they picked up steam, like an engineer's dream,And Aura has shown me how!"SEVENTH VISIT ON MORMON MESA"September 16, 1952I saw the Scow fast circling the sky,At least a week in advance.They were going so fast, I wondered why,But to ask, there wasn't a chance.But when Aura came down and we got to talk,She told me the reason why,Our combined fleet was having maneuvers a sea,And some of her crew were shy.Some of her older men had stayed at homeTo start their children to school,And some of her crew were new on the job,(It was their very first trip).So she called it the "beginners pool.""They circled around to see the sights,"She said. "Your world has many in store.We saw hundreds and hundreds of fine things to see,And you know there are thousands more."Russia and Greece were two places we stopped,But they were repulsive to the crew.From Alaska and Canada to the ArgentineAre the next places we are going to view."Now, we don't go home after every trip,We just said around in our Scow.The young men learn everything to do;The older ones teach them how."You asked of dances and things to do,To entertain ourselves at our homes.There are squares and polkas, oldtime and folk,And some ballets that are really new."Everyone enjoys theirselves at their home,And there's always plenty to do;And, I will say this to you, we are never alone,And our churches are always filled to a pew."The children always have a place to play,And oodles of toys for themselves.And when they are through, they put them awayIn special cupboards and shelves."Our young folks go to a co-ed school.There's plenty for them to learn.And I will tell you this, though it's hard to believe,For an education they really yearn!"The teachers are fine, courageous and brave,And, for the cooperation they always get,They never have to worry or slave,And never have to fret!"You have asked of trees and flowers,And crops and everything we grow.We have some experts that till the soil.They are really in the know!"The soil is fine and fertile, too,And we don't have any weeds.They just plant the seeds in lovely, straight rows;There's nothing else that needs."When the crops are ripe and ready to use,Everyone just pitches in,And as they work along and singTheir songs, it makes a beautiful din."Now, when you come up and visit our homes,There are many things that will open your eyes.First thing is, there are no traffic jams!Another, there are no flies!"Our roads are wide and very smooth,And none of them are steep.We can go anywhere as fast as we like,In our little 'Neutronic Jeeps.'"We never have any accidents,And there are never any crashes.You couldn't hit head-on, if you wanted,Thanks to our 'Anti-Magnetic Flashes'!"We are leaving now on our Admiral Scow,But we will all be around again soon.And I don't want you to forget our plansFor your visit to our beautiful homes near the moon!""EIGHTH VISIT ON MORMON MESA"September 23, 1952Aura has a brand new crew,She told me this last night.The men that were with her before,Are forming another flight.I asked if the Saucers we hear about,Are hers or some of her crews?She said, "The stories of ones with hooks and grotesque tails,Are from someone who wants in the news!"She said, "Our scows are all of the same shape and size,And all have the same size crews.Our method of moving, hovering and flight,Are the same in every one,And we always return to our own planet, Clarion,Whenever our tasks are done."No one has ever been injured by us,And no one ever will!We have no desire or need to conquer;We just have banks of knowledge to fill!"When a person has all the wisdom that's needed,We retire, then, to a life of ease,And when someone wishes to make a withdrawl,The password is only, 'PLEASE!'"We have plenty of all that is needed,And we don't have to shop around.We never have any national commitments,And by no war pacts are we bound!"The folks at home all like our methods,And, you know, we believe they're sound!When you come along to visit our Clarion,I am sure you will see something new.There are no lines that foretell shortages!We have never had a queue!"There are no guards, when you go to a bank,Our values are equal outside.There are no crimes or courts of correction,No wrongs for lawyers to deride!"You can see that all we have on Clarion,We present with the greatest pride!Now, if we don't help, it would take thousands of yearsfor anyone to get very near.So you can understand our demeanor,When it concerns our Clarion dear!"If we opened our Scows to all that would come,Soon clarion would be of small worth!'For Sale' signs would mar all our beauty,And Foreclosures, the same as on Earth!"No one would trust each other,And every purchase add duty!The people in towns would be reluctant to work,And farms would say, 'Why shouldn't I shirk?'If the ones in towns could easily get by,It would soon be the same for both you and I!"That's why, you see, we really take off,When crowds start to gather around!We always leave Earth in an orderly rush,And you know there never is a sound!"If the people on Earth could discoverThe secret of the power and control of our Scow,They would try to take over and control the Universe,Then there would be an awful row!"We know this won't happen for a million years,So we are not worried a bit,Long before that, the people on Earth will decide on a peace,And, I hope, abide with it!"I told you we would visit from AlaskaSouth, to the southernmost part of your world.Now, I want you to know we saw lots of snow,But, also, many grandeurs unfurled."Your Pacific Coast is wonderful, yes,And when we sailed inland a bit,A few seconds view of all South America, too,With us made a wonderful hit!"There is much to be accomplished in this southern land,And it looks to be under way.We are going to return and take a longer lookAt everything going on some day!"We would like to have you along on this southern trip,But your work would suffer neglect,So we will await your trip to Clarion,And you can view it all in retrospect!"We have a machine we know is not on Earth,But we have had it for time untold!And any time we want any events reviewed,It is there on a screen to behold!"We just set a selector for any yearAnd then we can rest and relax,The events of the Universe pass in review,In picture, history and facts!"This may seem unreal to you,But you will find it all very true!We are biding time for your visit to Clarion,I'm sure it will open new eras for you!"Now we are going to go, but you can let us know,By the method we have discussed in detail,From the very place and the time of day,You are ready for a trip from this world!""NINTH VISIT ON MORMON MESA"October 2, 1952The Flying Saucers are here to stay.Aura told me that today.To her I smiled and did a bow.She said, "You know, I mean our Scow!"We like the scenery you have on EarthAnd also enjoy your laughing mirth!The jokes you have are something, too,And you know, to us, they're really new."There is no rush, as here, on Clarion.We always wonder why so, here!Everything we do is final,And every request follows 'DEAR.'"Since seeing you last, I attended a wedding,With hundreds of people around.The reception was held in an ancestral castleAnd our ocean was used as background."The castle was built of the rarest materialAnd really exotic lumber.The wedding united a lovely maidenAnd the son of our master plumber."Many friends and the families of the bride and groom,From many planets assembled.All of their friends of long standing were there,To wish the best to this lovely pair,And everyone mingled around."Many gifts to the bride were presented with pride,They were really the pick of the town.Some of the gifts, I will admit,Were valued at many a crown."I stood with the bride, as her troth was tied.She was so proudly accepted!All of my crew were invited, too,And some were the groom's attendants."Many people just came to see and cheer,Like celebrating your Independence.The bride and her friends set some fashion trends,Her ensemble was really resplendent."The weather was fine, I want you to know,And everyone lingered on.Before we knew it, the sun came up,But the bride and groom were gone!"They will settle down in some lovely townAnd go in business together.The groom will care for all outside choresAnd his bride will manage the home."Now, I know my description of this lovely affairReally sounds like a poem,But it's really true in detail, too,Then we belatedly left for home."Now my outfit was of my modiste's styleAnd I shopped a little around.My shoes, hat, bag and all accouterments, like my gown,Were a gorgeous cinnamon brown."As all the ladies lined up to bid adieu,And the gentlemen kissed their hands,Their fingers were fitted with diamond rings.Many had golden bands.Mine was regal, with a silvery hue,And the settings were azure, our royal blue."I think this is enough to convince a skepticThat we really enjoy our lives;And every event that is held on Clarion,Is attended by children, husbands and wives!"We will be around again, sometime,Just as we have before,And my promise to you of a visit to Clarion,Is held like an open door."So finish your work as soon as you can,And remember, I will see you soon.We are leaving now, on our Admiral Scow,For our home, that's really so near the Moon!""TENTH VISIT ON MORMON MESA"October 12, 1952Aura Rhanes dropped in again last night,Just for a visit, a special flight."We are planning your visit to our homes in the sky.There must be some discussion just between you and I."We have arranged for five of your friends alongFirst, a leader we know there must be,In reverent service and song.I have selected the Reverend John,That you mentioned to me.I am sure he will go along."Then there's Bob, a friend from long past.Will he go on this trip? We want you to ask.Hank is a cousin of yours, that, we know.Invite him along. Do you think he will go?"Whitie, too, I believe he's your boss.If he can't come along, it will be his great loss!There's a smiling Irishman, Johnny,You've said he's your friend.If he will come along,Our guest list will end."Now, Father John is well known in your town,And I know from your words, he wears cape and gown.He can lead us all in a mass or two.And join with orations and songs to enlighten my crew."Bob, a mechanic, always with tools at his side.He can leave them at home, he's just going for the ride.Hank is a builder, is all that we know.He can go for a look, just leave all business below."Whitie, you say, installs plants for rock and sand.If he comes for ideas, we may give him a hand!Johnny, a motorman in tunnel construction,May tour all of Clarion. There will be no obstruction."And I know from the past, Truman, in talking with you,A Square dance in Clarion, is the first thing you'll do.Now, there's much to be seen and plenty to do,So a fast liveried Jeep will be assigned each of you."My home will be yours as long as you stay.Visit around, see the sights and just rest and play.A week or more, you know, if you like!All should have good boots, for I want you to hike."We have some fine spots that I will show you around.Our most beautiful scenery is near very rough ground.My maid and I will keep house for you boys.And all of our children will parade with their toys."Eating and sleeping will be pleasant, too.My favorite menus will be prepared for you.As I have told you before, we can always sleep in the nude,And I know that you Earthmen won't consider that rude!"Every night a pleasant rest, I am sure you will find.Our beds are the finest to relax body and mind.When all are ready to come back to Earth,We'll have a celebration for your warming our hearth."Our Admiral Scow will be readyTo leave at any minute you say.It's two days going and two days coming,So you'll be home the second day."Contact these friendsAnd tell them the news.All their needs will be cared forThe same as the crews'."They can line up their business.It should be done real soon,If they plan to see Clarion,Our home near the Moon."There's nothing to take, please, no camera to hide;No food to prepare or scooters to ride,We have all you need except the clothes that you wear.I am leaving now, with my crew and the Scow."I will be around again next month, perhaps sooner,If all conditions are right!So we will close the door of our Scow, right now,And to you we all bid 'Good night'!""ELEVENTH VISIT NEAR KINGMAN, ARIZONA"November 2, 1952Aura and her Saucer crewWere sailing mighty high.It was just about a week ago,I saw them sailing by.I knew from talks we've had before,Just how to get her down.I lit a flare she gave to me,Right near the edge of town.My smile, I'll say, in half an hour,Was turning to a frown.I was sure she had forgotten me,For I was near a strange new town.But miracles happen here as there.Soon I saw them circle around.For the first time they came in slow,(For a close look at the ground).Everything seemed perfect, too,The terrain smooth as glass.There was not a tree or boulder near,Then they set right down, at last!They never bump or bounce along.(Her pilots sure have class);In less than a wink, the door was open,Some crewmen filing out.They tilt the Scow right to the edge,They seem careful not to bump.It seems to float just off the ground.It's an easy step or jump.Now Aura stood right in the doorAnd smiled as her crew came out.She said to me, "Come on aboard."I was close, she didn't shout.She said, "I am sure surprised to see you here,For you seemed to like the Mesa."She said, "You really spoke quite zealous.You Earthmen are always changing jobs.What's wrong with all you fellows?"Then we settled down to talk and gabAnd I described my work.I told of all the things I weldAnd how some dangers lurk.She listened closely, I thought for flaws,Then she smiled and spoke up, too.She said, "The things you talk about,To us are nothing new!"We solved these problems years agoAnd now we haven't any!"I asked again, of things above,And questioned of her hobbies.She said, "I love to read and ride and swimAnd fish in lakes and rivers;I like to dance and dress up nice,But housework gives me shivers!"All the fine things you have on Earth,To us, are plain and common!Our lives are all like yours, at home,But we've never any troubles!Our ideas join right in together,Just like floating bubbles!"Now you have asked some thingsAbout our Scow and places where we go.We've told and shown you many things.We will let you slowly in the know!"The Scow is one hundred yards acrossAnd six yards deep in center.A bank-type vault door opens up,You've seen it when you entered."The metal in our 'Admiral Scows'Are all the finest Marsian steels.The folks that turn them out for us,Call them 'Clarion's Hollow Wheels'!"We install our own magnetic power and secrets,So no one may ever solve or steal!You most certainly know, from what you've seen,Our gravitational power is real!"In leaving Clarion, or here on Earth,Our tanks are sealed up tight,And on our trips to every place,Our conditioning works just right!"The only sensation in our Scow,Is in taking off.One feels really heavy sitting down,But our upholstery is deep and soft.(Captain Aura said that no sensation was ever felt by them in their Scow. I asked if the same would be true of Earth people and she answered, "Perhaps they might feel a slight sensation of heaviness at first, for only a few seconds," for they would leave the Earth's gravity instantly when the Scow started to move. Also, there would be no sensation of turning or stopping at any time, as their method of propulsion was applied equally to the Scow, contents and persons aboard it. This is apparently the whole secret of space travel and all of our preconceived ideas will be tossed into the wastebasket when we solve this secret.)"In no time at all, you regain composureAnd you can walk around, aloft.The speed is equal all along,Until we stop or start.There is no bouncing, jerk or jounce.Nothing to shake yourself apart!"In landing, all is taken care of,No jar is ever felt.As the pilot shuts the power off,You are restrained by a magnetic belt."Now the shape of our Scow,Is no secret at all!For mostly in shape,It's curved like a ball."For stability in flight,The outside is altered a bit.You could say, like two hub caps,With a flanged edge around it!"The thickness and weightShould be no secret to you.I believe you have guessed,It's twelve inches through!"Our visionary windows are open in flight,And closed on the ground.They are about a foot across,Just three feet around."Now people describe usLike falling stars or comets.But our flight is a lineThat is nearly perfection!Do you think falling starsCould change their direction?"You Earthmen can watch in your sky any night,And if some of our Scows are near and in flight,The speed that we go, makes a fluorescent show,And some people may cower in fright;"But, if they think, it should give them a thrill!They should know that we injured none, and never will!And a day is coming, perhaps centuries away,That all Planetarians may mingle, visit and stay!"To you, that privilege may come real soon!So farewell now, we're Clarion bound!We will just slip away without any sound!""VISIT IN PRESCOTT, ARIZONA"
First Week of December, 1955
Aura said, "I want you to find sufficient land in your area to promote and build a 'Sanctuary of Thought,' away from any populous center, high above your town, where the people of your Earth—all people—may come to visit in a healthy, peaceful atmosphere! Where all may hear and be heard!
"A SANCTUARY where religious beliefs, racial status, poverty or wealth will neither be an asset nor a liability! A place where equality alone will be recognized! Where only the laws of your land, the laws of your Bible and the rights of your fellowmen, will be your accepted guide!
"You are directed to locate a desirable location of sufficient size for the expansion of the Sanctuary as conditions warrant.
"You are to make this your determination, and to see this project through to completion!
"The financing of the complete Sanctuary is to be through your friends and my friends! Yes, the friends of PEACE in this world of yours!
"My purpose in bringing this message to you is so that you and your people of your Earth planet can, and will, bring PEACE to your troubled world!
"Yes, this MUST and WILL be done!""A continuation of the actions of the Nations of the Earth planet will only end in total destruction!"Act and I implore you to act quickly! Your time is precious!"Allow your friends and my friends, the friends of RIGHTEOUSNESS and PEACE, TO DONATE, without restrictions, a minimum of ten of your dollars. Within a short while, the masses will clamor to assist in this endeavor for PEACE!"I assure you that your efforts will be recognized and you will be flooded with the liberality and desires of your people to assist."No thought of profit or gain is to be considered in any way. The exact expense or cost of each person attending the Sanctuary when completed, is to be borne by that person!"The cost of maintenance and services will be taken care of by a yearly family donation of $6.00 (Six Dollars)."The primary objective should be to care comfortably for fifty persons while visiting the Sanctuary, together with a hall of sufficient size, so groups may gather and discuss PEACE, the desire of your world! Also the methods, through education and knowledge, to obtain and maintain it."A committee of five is to be selected by you and your friends, to administer all details, as soon as practical."No stocks or shares are to be issued or sold! Ownership is to be vested in a 'Trust of Management,' wherein the operating committee will make all final decisions!"I implore you to act quickly! With all compassion to your Earth planet, from my people of the peaceful planet of Clarion!"
After eleven visits by the Spacecraft to the area where I was working, for some reason still unknown to me, contact was broken.
Many people question me as to whether government officials have knowledge of my experiences. My answer is, "How could they avoid it since I have been on radio and television programs throughout the United States, telling about my adventures as reported in my book. I have appeared as a guest speaker on the Betty White show, N.B.C. nation-wide hook-up twice, the Art Baker Show, "You asked for It," the Breakfast Club with Don McNeill, both of these being nation-wide networks.I have spoken of my experiences on the radio in Windsor, Ontario, Canada, on both radio and TV in Detroit, Chicago, Indianapolis, Cincinnati, Bay City, Michigan, San Diego, and in Los Angeles, Santa Barbara, Salinas, Watsonville and San Francisco, in Philadelphia and in New York City.Reports of my experiences have been printed in papers and magazines throughout the world. . . .[about his final encounter with Aura] On or about December 1, 1955, while I was living in a little yellow house on Granite Street in Prescott, Arizona, I was awakened in the middle of the night by AURA RHANES walking into my room from the parlor! . . . This proved how true was her previous assertion, that she could find me anyone anywhere at any time.She was dressed as I had seen her before, with a black velvet jacket or blouse and a red pleated skirt, except that this time she was covered with a raincoat that appeared to be of a heavy transparent plastic, of brownish-grey hue. After her radiant smile of greeting, her face became very serious indeed as she leaned against the bureau by the side of my bed.I sat up and listened intently to a one-sided conversation that went something like this . . . Then she walked out the way she came, after nodding adieu to me with another brilliant smile. I wanted to follow her, but something held me fast, sitting on the side of the bed.Another person was in the next bedroom, and the next morning she told me she had overheard every word and surmised that it was AURA Rhanes. She wanted to come into my room to see her too, but that same "something" also had held her so that she could not move when she tried to arise from her bed. To verify her assertion, I asked her to repeat some things she had overheard, and they were correct. She was an unseen witness to this phenomenon.As it hadn't been raining when AURA visited me, I wondered why she had worn a raincoat. Was she using it as a portentous symbol . . . The urgency which she expressed proved the importance of realizing this noble project in time to help avert the catastrophe of nuclear warfare. The willingness, or indifference, of people I would appeal to for cooperation would prove how much they wanted to save their lives. "Time will tell" which we shall choose: LIFE or DEATH — HEAVEN or HELL!Many attempts have been made to hoodwink a gullible public by both the pro and con sides of the saucer controversy. There have been balloons with flares attached, photo-flash set off on the ground and other pranks near groups which were gathered to observe flying saucers. This was countered in a measure by building a single large disc-topped airplane which was heralded as a flying radar laboratory. If this were intended to fool the public and cause them to report sightings of flying saucers, it most certainly fulfilled its purpose. Several persons have told me that during its flight it had been put through a series of maneuvers that would tend to make the uninitiated report something in the sky which they could not identify. The officials then could capitalize on these "sightings."In July, 1954, I was told by civilian personnel at Ground Observer Corps installations (Scotts Valley near Santa Cruz, California) that jet planes were ordered to intercept U.F.O.'s reported by the observers on duty. This was verified by the group observer. I have watched jet planes endeavoring to intercept much faster flying objects which easily out-distanced the jets.That the world is becoming "PEACE CONSCIOUS" is shown by the activity by peace groups all over the world. A Detroit, Michigan, group marched, on a Labor Day, with placards asking for "SCHOOLS, NOT MISSILES," and "PEACE BUDGET, NOT WAR BUDGET." Other placards said: "WITHDRAW OUR TROOPS FROM FOREIGN SOIL AND SEAS," and "JOBS FOR PEACE NOT FOR WAR WORK." How long can our government officials close their eyes to these pleadings.[regarding the brief reunion with Captain Aura in December 1955] There has been considerable interest shown in the two visits that Captain AURA made to me in Prescott. There was a peculiar difference in the visits of December 1 and December 5, 1955. First of all, she walked right into my room and awakened me by saying, "Do you remember me?" At least, those were the first words that I remember hearing. My answer was, "How could anyone forget?"Then she stated her reason for being there was: "WE ARE CONCERNED WITH THE PEACE OF YOUR WORLD!" She had never mentioned concern in any of the previous 11 visits. Also, she did not rhyme any words of her conversation as she had in all previous visits. Also, she did not show any gaiety in her talk — she appeared to be deadly serious.On the December 1 visit she stated that she would return shortly with additional information — and she did return on December 5. This was the last time I have seen her and she remained only about fifteen minutes. Before taking leave she very emphatically stated, "When you need additional information, I will return."During this last and shortest visit, she stated that when I made this situation known to the world's people, they would swarm to assist in this program. Also she told me I should be sure to obtain sufficient ground area for expansion of the project.During the December 1 visit, Captain AURA stated that WORLD PEACE would never be realized through the actions of any nation's leaders — but rather only through MASS THINKING and DESIRE BY THE MULTITUDES — FOR PEACE.
"When you say that you happen to be here by the merest accident, you greatly underestimate us," was the reply. "The brains of many earth men transmit readily, but you are one of the very few whose brain also receives well. If you inquire when you return to your quarters, you will discover that the air conditioning system did not break down tonight; although it has frequently done so in the past. But to get back to the subject of discussion, we have investigated the minds of many of your top scientists. In every case we found that their minds had hardened into the mould of their present conceptions. They have advanced too far. Consequently they would have too far to retreat. I can make my meaning plainer by an analogy. A man seeking scientific knowledge is like an ant climbing a tree. He knows when he is moving upward, but his vision is too short to encompass the entire trunk. The result is that he is likely to get out on a lower limb without realizing that he has left the main trunk. All goes well for a time. He can still climb upward and even pluck a few of the fruits of his progress, but soon he begins to become confused as the solid branch suddenly begins to break up into myriads of twigs and leaves all pointing in different directions. So the seeker of knowledge finds that the great 'Basic Laws' which have always been so unshakeable, now begin to divide and to point in opposite directions. The scientist comes to the conclusion that he is nearing the limit of the knowledge which can be conceived by the mind and that all physical laws ultimately become purely statistical. When he has reached this point he can make further progress only by following a line of abstract mathematical reasoning. This is like traveling on a train in one of your subways. You will probably eventually arrive at your destination, but since you cannot see where you are going along the way, you have no way of being sure that there was not a much shorter and easier way to get to the same place. Your science is now in this position. For example, your scientist is now obliged to state that the electron is at the same time both a particle and a wave motion. They attempt to rationalize this by saying that the electron is a particle in a wave of probability. This is a condition which cannot be visualized by the mind and the only means of progress are through the subways of abstract mathematics.
"The fundamental truths are always simple and understandable when viewed from the proper perspective. So the branch becomes simple and understandable as a 'branch' when viewed from above on the main trunk. In short, what your science must do if it is to continue to progress, is to go back down the limb on which you are trapped to the point where it joins the main trunk and then start up again. This we can and will help your people to do, but only if they wish it and are able to follow the path which we will point out. This, however, is for the future."
"Extra-Terrestrial 'Alan' On Energy Sources"
"Son of the Sun by Orfeo Angelucci"
"Case Profile: Flying Saucer Contactee Orfeo Angelucci"
"Arthur Shuttlewood’s Encounter with ‘Karne’ of the Planet ‘Aenstria'"
"UFOs – Key to the New Age"
"UFOs / UAP / Flying Discs Scientifically Explained by 'Channeled Entities'"
"Flying Saucers and 'The Nine Pattern'"
"Bryant and Helen Reeve’s Flying Saucer Pilgrimage"
A 2013 blog article providing an example showing how the cultural programming of UFO / UAP / flying saucer researchers has resulted with diverse data being ignored or rejected is "The Ectoplasmic Flying Saucer". Instances of occurrences today usually categorized as 'paranormal phenomena' upon careful study reveal what can be learned about the meaning and context of earthly experiences.
In reality all phenomena considered mysterious is natural and/or 'normal' although some scientific researchers haven't yet placed them in perspective. During recent decades, this blogger has continuously observed how commercial mainstream news and information media has excluded evidentiary data making possible expansion of consciousness about metaphysical and spiritual aspects of life.
Shown below are photos of materialization phenomena documenting occurrences chronicled in nonfiction books that are the basis of Metaphysical Articles blog posts. If these photos elicit a response of fear or disbelief, consider that the basis for such a response derives from the limited nature of what information has so far been made available to oneself. Longtime blog readers should comprehend to some extent that 'paranormal' occurrences when placed in perspective expand one's understanding about metaphysical and cosmological aspects of life. The essential reality that becomes fathomable is how 'God Is Love' and the theme of individual evolution through manifesting love in one's actions is often noticeable in channeled texts. (article)
The following Metaphysical Articles blog posts provide evidentiary data in relation to correlations between UFOlogy and ectoplasm, materialization phenomena and a gamut of Spiritualism / seance phenomena."Seance Materialization Phenomena (with Photos) — Ten Evidentiary Books"
"Divine Dispensations of Spiritualism — List of Articles with Links"
"UFOlogy and Seance Phenomena Correlations - Testimonials Mentioning Blue Light or Blue"
"A 1975 UFO Report Mentions 'Omniverse' and 'Teleportation'"
"20 Articles with Evidence of 'Paranormal Phenomena' that Can Alter One's Perceptions about Life and Cosmology"
"84 Paranormal Evidence Videos — Links and Article Source Links"
No comments:
Post a Comment
Use Chrome or Edge browsers to comment. The Firefox browser is not functional with this Blogger system.