(mercifully edited) January 1997

'95 STATEMENT BY AN E.T.
NOT THAT MOVIE GUY

spiral galaxy
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In the early 1970's, right about the time I started having these god-awful headaches and nervous breakdowns, I happened to meet some guys who said they were from the Evolutionary Level Above Human, and on their way up. In terms of advanced evolution, on first glance and according to appearances, they were quite wimpy. But they assured me of certain things about themselves and of certain things of me of great personal interest, that I was an E.T. When was it that the E.T. movie came out? Sometime about that time. And I thought, hmm; I've never been anywhere except earth, but they told me that was just an illusion, that I'd been three or four places and they had the photos to prove it. Above you'll see one of their photos. Most people immediately say it looks like a brush fire from the air but what it actually is is a bunch of stars at a star convention "out yonder" in outer space, where I'm from, uh....my old stomping grounds.

2.
It turned out that there were various missions -- things I was meant to do, things they were meant to do. We put our heads together and made up a list of what those things were. Then we lost the list, and in a strange fluke we forgot what was on the list. Listless, we came to earth. It's a small place in terms of the vastness of space -- the place "out there" where I'm from -- but in terms of our Father's plan, it's important, at least as a reststop.

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It seems that we arrived here in Earth's atmosphere between Earth's 1940's and early 1990's. Eisenhower was president, so when was that? People were doing the Twist at the time. The Beatles were big. And John Travolta was dancing in a movie. There was a gulf war and a new world order. So that's when? 1957, thereabouts. We suspect that many of us arrived in staged spacecraft (UFO) crashes, and without benefit of counsel we were forced by the government to sign forms "admitting" we were drunk at the time, without a designated captain.

4.
Other crews from the Level Minimally Above Human preceded our arrival and "tagged" - placed a deposit "chip" - in each of the vehicles (bodies) that we would individually incarnate into, when that instruction would be given. These "chips" set aside those bodies for us. Just joking, they say fish 'n' chips is good, and that we remind them of fish; good thing we know they're kidding.

5.
Anyway, I accepted the descriptions. Now along with the others, I feel that while we were "out of body" between arrival and incarnation, we were thoroughly briefed -- aliens prefer Hanes -- and were taken through an extensive preview of places and events that would assist our individual incarnation process of bringing our mind - our consciousness - into the vehicle (body) and overriding the mind of the human "fruit" (or container) that each of us was to use. By the way, this all predated "Third Rock From The Sun", and since "Alf" made no mention of a desire to incarnate vehicles the idea couldn't have derived from that important science fiction classic.

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Looking down, I'm able to say that we represent a genderless Kingdom of Heaven. The word "kingdom" of course denotes a "king", but that's only in a manner of speaking. He's (there we go again) actually genderless. We got this idea from the album, "Are We Not Men -- We Are Devo" that was also popular in the 1940s. With our own castrations complete, now -- in the bag -- we serve the Kingdom, not as nut cases for we're like the squirrel who stayed home all summer, no nuts but squirrely. You know that commercial that says "What are you eating"? And the guy says "Nuttin' Honey". We just say "Honey". And, you know that old joke where Dick Tracy is whacked off . . . right! when our name is called we also just say "Tracy".

7.

The final act of metamorphosis or separation from the human kingdom is the "disconnect" or separation from the human physical container or body in order to be released from the human environment and enter the "next" world or physical environment of the Next Level. This is fancy-schmancy talk for I-kill-me, you-kill-you, let us see what we can do, with a nick nack paddy whack, etc.. We will rendezvous in the "clouds", if it's a cloudy day, (a giant mothership -- because someone says "look at that Mother!") for our debriefing and journey to the Kingdom of the Littered Heavens.

 

I find it all but impossible to present these "truths" to you in a way that might stand a chance to survive the avalanche of thoughts from the opposition that would do anything in their power to prevent your separation from their world and your physical life in it. In other words, if someone says "boo" they would talk you out of it, unless your mind is so far gone, and in that case, you may be the kind of intellect who could do well in our group. I hope that my Older Member's (God, not my older member) mercy will give you strength. If you care to speak to me in your thoughts, I answer to "Dodo" (pronounced Duh-Duh). The name itself means nothing, but I connect with it for it was agreed upon for my usage by my Older Member "T" (pronounced T). T stayed with me, setting an example and preparing me for this present responsibility until 1985, and then separated from her borrowed human container -- paid the late charges -- and returned to the Next Level. (If we're not mistaken, and, really, what's the chances of that? 50/50?) our entire classroom task here from 1975 until the present has only been about 30 minutes by Next Level reckoning.) That works out to a little over a minute per year, so why not take a second and thank your lucky stars (there must be one on the background of this page that seems lucky for you) that you're not with us.

If you have grown to hate your life in this world (see, we're going for the overachievers) and would lose it for the sake of the Next Level, you will find true life with us - potentially forever, if not longer. If you refuse to cling to this life, come, just take a taste......it's chocolate!

 

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