This might be the craziest American
Alchemy episode of all time.
In the video you're about to watch, we
reveal some extremely hardcore details
about how UFO programs actually work.
Spoiler alert, it involves rounding up
people from third world countries who
have psychic capabilities to
systematically summon or lure in UFOs.
It also involves electromagnetic pulse
weaponry used to down these crafts.
And of course, it involves reverse
engineering the technology. What you end
up with is a parallel reality, a
breakaway technology chain. and the
ability to hide all of these things in
mountain and undersea bases all over the
world that are sometimes jointly
operated by nonhumans and humans.
But before we get into that, we've got
to back up and report on the latest UFO
news because the government isn't
talking about any of these darker
details we'll get into in this video.
But they are beginning to admit that
UFOs are real. And we have come a long
way. I mean, even Neil deGrasse Tyson is
now admitting that all of this stuff is
probably real. When these people of high
rank started reporting, I said, "All
right, I have to jump in here."
>> On May 8th, 2026, the Department of War
released hundreds of UFO related
documents, video, and audio with
President Trump ordering the release of
government files related to ET life and
UFOs, posting a very pointed message to
the American people.
The Department of War's UFO release web
page already has 500 million hits on it
since then. That is more than the entire
population of the United States.
If you haven't already seen the drop,
it's not the vault we were hoping for
with an alien autopsy tape, pictures of
historical crash retrievals like
Roswell, or a Little Gray in a freezer
at Wright Patterson. The release was
pretty vanilla. It was more like a UFO
starter pack.
A lot of the documents in this drop
weren't even newly declassified despite
being presented that way. They'd been
hiding in plain sight for ages. Now
they're just getting a stamp of
approval. Again, if that's what it takes
for the academic and scientific
consensus to shift and to convince
people like Neil Degrasse Tyson to admit
this stuff is real, then they weren't
doing science in the first place. They
were just waiting for establishment
institutions to make it acceptable for
them to look into this stuff. On the
other side of this issue, a lot of
people are asking why now? Is this some
sort of narrative distraction from more
prosaic but darker trends in Iran around
Epstein or whatever else? Because the
timing and the motivation of this UFO
data dump does seem cynical. And I'm
sure it is. I'm sure it is a distraction
from Epstein, Iran, and all sorts of
other problems we have. And yet a lot of
these podcasters and independent media
are now flipping on UFOs entirely
calling it a scop. This is also not good
first principles thinking. UFOs can be
very real of serious consequence to the
nature of reality and they might also be
getting used as a distraction. Those two
things aren't mutually exclusive.
Someone can tell you to look at the moon
and pick your pocket, but that doesn't
make the moon fake. Give the people some
blurry videos they have no hope of
making sense of. Drown the truth out in
static and call it transparency. Release
a poorly curated batch. Don't separate
the wheat from the chaff. And if
something draws a bad reaction, find
some way to stigmatize it after the
fact. If people react well to the drop,
continue to inch forward. But the
release of this new information wasn't
entirely meaningless, and it's
especially hard to laugh off in one
particular place, space.
up your actual fight.
>> You see, this whole drop puts NASA, our
premier civilian space agency, in a bind
because they've been playing dumb about
their own astronauts seeing UFOs, and
they've been gaslighting the public
since their inception in 1958.
>> NASA is not a place that's going to hide
its head in the sand. That's kind of
harder to do when the Department of War,
the Pentagon itself, is now admitting
that these astronaut sightings were
actually unresolved. Astronaut Jean
Cernin, the last man to walk on the
moon, experienced bizarre flashes,
distant blinking objects, and even
getting hit with blinding flashes of
light in the dark while he slept, like a
train coming at you, only with a flash.
Gene goes on to insist, "Something is
out there." And Houston says, "We don't
doubt it, Jean."
Now, this is all very serendipitous
because I just got back from Japan where
I spent a lot of time with a NASA
historian there named Takanau Jouen.
Jouen happened to be a very close friend
of Jean Cernins. And then he went on to
reveal something absolutely mind-blowing
to me.
>> Why? Why are you sure?
really
pretty wild. And I don't think to the
skeptics out there that talking Jaoen
was coordinated at all with the
Pentagon. But as Houston said, we don't
doubt it. Gene, what you know if you
watch this show is that things like this
happen all the time. Desperate data
points from around the world all
corroborating the same UFO truths. You
see, the government wants a slow and
steady disclosure drip. But at American
Alchemy, we want to speed things up.
Maybe the best way to expose the real
UFO truth isn't in this Department of
War data dump, but in a sci-fi book
written by whistleblower and former
American Alchemy guest Jake Barber.
>> It's so blatant and in your face and so
real, it doesn't register as exciting,
you know, in that format.
>> Who is Jake Barber, you ask? He's a
pilot, former Air Force Gracie Black
Belt, and he's an all-American badass.
On paper, he was an Air Force aircraft
mechanic, but that was just a cover. He
held a NATO top secret security
clearance, deployed on presidential
support missions, hunted war criminals
in Bosnia, and later slipped into the
shadows as a contractor flying UFO crash
retrievals as a helicopter pilot.
And according to Jake, one of those
crafts that he retrieved seemed to be
alive with a consciousness of its own
attached to it.
And for a few terrifying moments
mid-flight, that consciousness possessed
him.
Jake was the black hand of an unnamed
aerospace giant. He won't say who, but
here's a clue.
Look, man. If you took two guesses,
you'd get both of them right on the
first try.
>> There you go.
>> When I interviewed Jake, his claims were
so wild and so ahead of the curve that
most people's brains just bounced right
off them and into the comments section
to roast Logan Paul's cameo instead. And
what happened there is kind of the
point. Jake's novel is called Sentinels
of Ether, and it's written by a ghost
writer under the pen name Alva Douglas.
I'm linking the manuscript in the
description of this video. This was a
novel deemed so dangerous by the
Pentagon that they spent 6 months
reviewing just 20 pages of the book.
They escalated it to subject matter
experts in classified special access
programs and came back with seven pages
of redactions. And that was just from
10% of the full 120,000word manuscript.
Why would the Pentagon redact fiction?
Maybe it's because it wasn't. The
bestkept secrets don't need to be
classified. They're just too insane to
be taken seriously. They're
selfstigmatizing.
So when the truth is just too strange,
you disguise it as fiction.
In this episode, we want to get into
exactly how the Black UFO program
actually works. I'm talking about
disclosure at a whole new level, hidden
in plain sight. Aerospace programs
recruiting psychics from third world
countries. In fact, they are often
drugged, microchipped, and used like
human joysticks to fly these UFOs. I'm
also talking about underground bases
hidden all over the world. And I'm
talking about holograms and
nanotechnology
used to create entryways into these
mountain bases that only open up for
certain people with certain bio
signatures.
And finally, I'm talking about protocols
that can help anyone, you included,
attract and see UFOs and maybe call one
to your bedroom window. Protocols that
the government has been exploiting in
hidden programs for decades. So, what's
the real secret that the Pentagon
doesn't want you to know? The ability
for any person to connect to this
phenomenon or attract it like a human
antenna is real. The big secret isn't a
mother ship. It's you. Your own human
nature that's far more magical than the
happy accident of random atomic
interactions we're told about in school.
If anything, that worldview of
materialist reductionism, that's the
scio.
So, keep your eyes peeled because
tonight we're going inside the book the
Pentagon doesn't want you to read. We'll
decode what's real, what's fiction, and
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Before we hit play on Sentinels of
Ether, we need to roll the tape back on
Jake Barber.
>> We were running operations, let's say,
more attuned for the UAP.
>> Because before there was ever a
manuscript, there was an operation. Jake
worked for a private company embedded
inside legacy aerospace. Need to know
operations, no questions asked. But
Jake's routine missions for his employer
gradually evolved into something more
ominous. He was sent on what looked like
a highstakes scavenger hunt. Track down
some missing Panasonic tough books,
ruggedized laptops meant to endure
extreme environments. And it's believed
on these tough books was highly
sensitive information that was evidence
to CR programs,
>> sensor data, and video footage that
might be classified and incriminating,
proof of UFO crash retrieval operations.
>> We received uh human intelligence that
gave us the intel package we needed to
pursue where we thought the first set of
tough books might be. A recovery team
was sent and we found the tough books.
I'm not going to say where. And we
returned them to our employer. Uh the
tough books were missing the hard
drives. We then set out to recover the
hard drives. Our human asset led us to
another location high in the Sierras,
which was a a glacier lake, and the hard
drives were sealed in a steel container
like 25 ft underwater.
Don Paul Bales, a 25-year military and
law enforcement veteran, later confirmed
that he worked under Jake on this same
operation.
>> Technically, I did not work for them. I
worked for Jacob.
>> And by the next mission, something felt
off. He was given a new intel contact,
new coordinates, a new chain of command.
The whole operation had a different
fingerprint. When his team finally
reached the target location, an ambush
was waiting.
>> The next mission we went out on, I'll
just tell you that shots were fired and
um we called [ __ ] And that's when
we began to backtrack and set out with
our our own effort to find out exactly
who we were working for and what they
were interested in. From an insider
leak, we now know that the programs
documented on these tough books used
temporary flight restrictions to clear
the skies, lure UFOs in, and bring them
down with EMP weaponry. For the
uninitiated, EMP means electromagnetic
pulse. It's basically the
electromagnetic fallout you would
experience with a nuke without the
nuclear blast. But it gets even darker.
Apparently, civilian aircraft had also
been taken down after entering this
restricted airspace with the bodies and
wreckage disposed of. If even a fraction
of that was sitting on those tough
books, they were a massive liability.
Not only did Jake's employer want to
destroy the tough books with evidence of
crash retrievalss, they also wanted to
destroy him. the plausible deniability
button that people at the top can hit in
order to protect themselves
would sever us as the hidden hand. So
Jake does what any good operative does
when the mission burns. He burns it
back. He and his teammate turned their
special op spycraft back against their
own employer and indirectly the UFO
legacy program itself. Jake's weapon of
choice isn't a gun. It's a manuscript.
In Doppser, the Defense Department
pre-publication review is the system
designed to silence him. For most
people, it's a muzzle. But Jake turns it
into a Trojan horse. He teams up with a
ghost writer and begins crafting the
manuscript, then slices it into 20page
chunks and feeds them to Doppser. The
first round took 6 months and came back
with seven pages of redactions. Instead
of killing his story, the redactions
only serve to confirm it. You see, Jake
used the redaction process backwards as
a discovery tool. Normally, you know
it's classified, and you avoid it. But
Jake submitted material he suspected was
classified, then watched what the
Pentagon blacked out. By drip feeding
chapters, he could see which lines made
the Pentagon flinch, adjust, probe, and
slip real facts about the UFO legacy
program into the public domain under the
camouflage of fiction. The manuscript
becomes a Trojan horse. The Pentagon's
own bureaucracy becomes the delivery
mechanism. And buried in the pages is a
trail of breadcrumbs hidden in plain
sight. For most readers, it's just a
thriller. But for those who know what to
look for, it's a cipher waiting for the
right eyes to crack it open. And the
clock starts ticking.
Out in the badlands just north of Kyame,
Mexico, Earth looks a lot like Mars.
Messes ripped sideways from tectonic
violence. Rust and bone white rock
layers streak down canyon walls.
Boulders sit in bizarrely impossible
stacks like a Martian sculptor played
Jenga with geology.
There's no light pollution here. No
highway glow, no city haze. When the sun
drops, it's just you, the desert floor,
and the whole galaxy staring back at
you. Which means if you don't want to be
seen, this is the perfect place to
disappear.
Welcome to enigmatic Coyame, population
1,230.
On paper, it's a sleepy border town.
But ask around and it's Mexico's
Roswell. And that's not hyperbole. It's
literally the title of a book by
researchers Noi Torres and Ruben
Uriarte, who both documented decades of
strange activity in the area. Locals
constantly talk about colored lights
that wink in and out around the mountain
peaks.
Little orbs and square objects that seem
to come out of the landscape itself.
And then there's the big one.
In 1974, Coyame became the setting for
one of the strangest crash stories on
record.
Heading
30.
A midair collision between a small
Mexican plane and a UFO.
A Mexican recovery team raced to the
site but never came back. According
to the leaked report that surfaced in
the9s, the whole Mexican team ends up
dead and the mystery object is airlifted
out by US forces.
If you're imaginative, you might wonder
if Coyame wasn't just a crash site, but
has long been a sandbox for clandestine
ops. perfectly isolated with weird
geology very good at hiding doorways to
things that aren't supposed to exist.
The locals, they don't talk about the
lights anymore. And if you ask too many
questions, you might find out why.
Alex Mchuan, tier 1 operator. 11 years
in America's most elite units.
Tonight, he's alone, escorting two dozen
refugees through jagged desert terrain.
Women and children who will die if he
doesn't get them to extraction.
>> Scout, this is H1. We are here for
extract. LZ is 100 meters to the south.
Do you copy?
>> They're early and his team is still
behind him somewhere. Extraction without
the unit wasn't the plan.
>> H1, I copy. What is your 20?
>> Alex hits them with a code that's known
as a verbal IFFF. A code only people on
this classified OP should know
>> Matchbox.
>> He gets the right answer, so he waves
the refugees forward.
>> But here's what Alex doesn't know. These
refugees weren't just lucky enough to
have a tier one escort.
Someone very powerful wanted them here.
Barber claims that some of these black
aerospace programs had a very specific
need. People untouched by modern
civilization, often from third world
countries, psychically uncorrupted and
displaced people, refugees, victims of
natural disaster. They're perfect.
No passport, no paper trail, no one
who'd know if they went missing. Fed
into a UFO legacy operation that most
people will never hear about. All the
program would need is a reason for them
to disappear that no one would question.
A natural disaster works just fine. So
does border crossing. So does
geopolitical conflict.
That's when Alex sees it. A second
helicopter, even bigger, carrying a
steel con shipping container with a mini
split HVAC unit bolted to its roof,
slung beneath the chopper like a coffin
on a hook. According
to Barber, this is how they moved them.
These refugees aren't being rescued.
They are the cargo.
>> Three figures materialize from the dust.
>> They move fast, efficient, predatory.
Alex knows immediately these aren't
friendlies coming to help.
Their gear is a Frankenstein mashup of
high-end helmets, comms, and lightweight
armor. One guy's pants are tucked into
his Converse Allstars.
Does this sound at all like military to
you?
Two men beline for him as the third
heads up a hill and shoulders a rifle
aimed at Alex's skull. And then
something happens that chills Alex's
blood. They call him by name. Alex.
>> His stomach drops. That's when things go
sideways.
>> They rip the rifle from him and break it
down like a pit crew before tossing it.
>> Don't even [ __ ] blink, bro.
He's outgunned 3 to one with a rifle
pointed directly at his head from
elevation.
They blindfold Alex and zip tie his
wrists. One of them pulls out a strange
handheld device.
Something like a bio scanner. He sweeps
Alex with it from head to toe.
A wand hunting for trackers and
biometric chips. These guys are
professionally trained, not random
desert smugglers.
>> He doesn't have it.
Man one steps close. Man 3 holds the
high ground, rifle steady. Man one
raises his hand, gives a silent signal,
and somewhere above, a trigger is
pulled.
A 7.62 round tears through Alex's right
shoulder, clavicle pulverized,
shattering bone and flesh. A second
signal and a second shot. His throat
explodes, drowning in his own blood.
A third signal, third shot. His face is
obliterated. His body drops back, cold,
lifeless, face to the stars. Or what's
left of his face, that is.
The entire universe of Alex Mchuan
blinked out like a dying star, sudden
and violent. Children bury their faces.
Some of the women don't look away. It's
almost as if they've seen worse. Alex
Mchuan, tier 1 operator, patriot, now
just a corpse in the Chihuahuan desert.
He believed he died serving his country.
But the men who killed him were clearly
serving something else.
Cut to Pope Air Force Base, North
Carolina. We're inside Joint Special
Operations Command or JOCK, their
operation center.
Everyone's frozen. The Secretary of
Defense himself is on the other end of
the call and he is not happy.
>> DALE, WHAT IN THE [ __ ] JUST HAPPENED out
there?
General Dale Steinmaker, Commander of
Joint Special Operations Command, is
wondering the exact same thing.
>> Uh, Mr. Secretary, do you have agency
guys in Coyame, Mexico?
>> Why the [ __ ] would I? Everyone's at war.
Nobody should be in goddamn Mexico.
>> But the drone feed tells a different
story. Someone just took out an entire
special mission unit on J- Sock's watch.
The Predator drone had caught the whole
ugly scene. Alex's execution, the
refugees being loaded into the shipping
container, and now the helicopters
lifting off into the desert. Human cargo
in tow.
>> Are you suggesting this is blue on blue?
>> Black on black, sir. Excuse me,
gentlemen.
>> The difference here matters. Blue on
blue is friendly fire. Tragic, but
explainable. Black on black is a
nightmare. Covert operators killing
covert operators. Shadow versus shadow.
Whoever did this wasn't supposed to be
there. The thermal signatures of six
bodies cool in the sand.
The combat controller called for air
support, but bled out mids sentence.
All right. Vector F18s out of White
Sands. I want every eye in the sky on
those helicopters. Wherever they're
going, we're going there first.
Within minutes, satellites pivot over
Coyame.
Half a dozen airborne assets spin up and
vector south. Restricted Area 5107,
the largest military installation in
America. 3,200 square miles of nothing
but sand in secrets. This is where they
detonated Trinity, the first atomic
bomb. July 16th, 1945.
Since then, it's been a war games
wasteland.
Eagle one and Eagle 2. Top Gun graduates
yanked off a training mission and thrown
straight into the real thing.
>> Eagle Flight, what is your load out?
>> Sorry gang, we're fast, but not fatal.
Negative for ordinance. How about a show
of force instead?
>> Translation: Scare the hell out of them
and force them to land. Just don't kill
them. They want answers, not corpses.
5 miles out, the helicopters dropped
into a descent. They sink below the
canyon walls and vanish.
Back in the war room, the radar blip
blinks out. They lost radar contact.
Radar is line of sight technology.
Terrain blocks it. Fly low enough, hug
the earth tight enough, and you
disappear. In skilled aviation circles,
this is called nap of the earth flying.
And these pilots know exactly what
they're doing.
Eagle one drops to 8,000 ft.
Night vision goggles on. Scanning.
Bingo.
Tally two.
>> Two helicopters and beneath the bigger
one still spinning on its cable, the
container full of human cargo.
Eagle 1 calls them out over guard
frequency 243 MHz, the international
emergency frequency, and orders them to
land.
>> Copter flight of two with the external
load east of Coyame, Mexico. This is the
United Navy F-18. You are instructed to
land immediately.
>> But the helicopters hold course.
Refusing to ID yourself and ignoring a
Navy intercept. Ballsy.
If this part is true, we know more about
where to knock and who to use the
Freedom of Information Act on NORAD
under US Northcom JC through US Special
Operations Command plus the Navy.
And we know what to ask for. incident
reports and air defense logs on unknown
aircraft in the Coyame corridor in 2004
that ignored guard frequency 243
megahertz and blew off a Navy intercept.
Something I've noticed doing this show
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usually hinge on one strange specific
detail. Gary McKinnon describing a
spreadsheet of non-terrestrial officers.
Howal put off explaining why CIA remote
viewers tested their abilities in deep
waters on submarines. Diana Pulka
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But back to the story.
After the intercept doesn't work, Eagle
One decides to get their attention the
old-fashioned way.
But as he lines up the pass, something's
wrong.
The gorge deadends into a mountain so
massive it eats the stars. 1,500 ft of
vertical rock. No way around. No way
over. No escape.
So what is this? A suicide run?
Then everything goes wrong at once. In
the war room. The drone feed dies.
At the same time, Eagle 1's cockpit goes
black.
Flight controls dead. Engines dead. 200
f feet from the ground. At near
supersonic speed, the jet becomes a dead
weight.
He has milliseconds to choose. Ride the
coffin into the mountain or punch out at
speeds that can rip human bodies apart.
The math is ugly. In an homage to the
first man to ever eject from a cockpit
at supersonic speeds, he double grips
the handle and pulls.
8,000 ft above, Eagle 2 can't breathe.
His oxygen system is dead. So are his
generators. He rips off his mask,
fighting through his own electrical
failure. Systems flicker back online. He
looks down. The jet's gone, but the
helicopters are still flying straight at
the face of Mount Mexico.
one helicopter away.
The mountain side starts to pixelate. It
dissolves from 3D to 2D to nothing as
the helicopters slip through and vanish
from one world into another, entering a
massive chamber made of stone and steel
beams. Outside, the electromagnetic
force field re-energizes to the illusion
of solid rock. To the outside world, it
looks like they vanished. But inside,
they've just arrived home. Call it a
black site, a breakaway base, or
something worse. We don't have a name
for it yet. What we do have is a body
count that shouldn't exist, and a story
that leaves more questions than answers.
An elite American operator executed in
the desert by unknown forces using US
authentication codes. A JC mission
burned from the inside out. A weapon
system that can surgically blast drones
and F-18s with an electromagnetic pulse.
Missing refugees, human beings loaded
into a shipping container, fied by
unmarked helicopters across the desert
and chased by US fighter jets to a
holographic mountain in Mexico that
isn't a mountain, but a door.
And behind it, a secret underground
facility.
The fact that the general is asking the
secretary of defense if another agency
is running an unsanctioned op in Mexico
tells us their worst fear. The enemy
isn't foreign. It's domestic, but it's
not under normal chains of command. And
if that's true, then this isn't just a
botched mission in the Coyame desert.
It's the tip of something much bigger.
So, who's really running this show? And
how deep does this parallel world
actually go?
>> Hero.
>> June 12th, 2023, the National Press Club
event in Washington, DC.
After years embedded in covert crash
retrieval operations, Jake attends a
national press club conference hosted by
Steven Greer.
>> Thank you.
>> Steven Greer is notorious for getting in
touch with people on the inside of the
UFO Legacy program and helping draw
publicity to their stories.
Usually, he's going for the most
disgruntled defectors. Jake shows up at
the event and is there to red team the
whistleblowers.
We were actually sent there uh on behalf
of our employer to look for
whistleblowers that we were trying to um
basically
report to the FBI and get arrested
because at that time I was in this weird
place between becoming a road
whistleblower or
rounding up the whistleblowers and
shutting them up. essentially figure out
what they know, do a threat assessment,
and report back to headquarters.
Somewhere out there are a few missing
Panasonic Toughbooks loaded with highly
sensitive material, and Jake thinks one
of these guys might be about to spill
what's on them. Then, Michael Herrera
takes the stage. Herrera was a Marine
with the 31st Marine Expeditionary Unit.
He described a 2009 mission in
Indonesia, a civilian evacuation
following a catastrophic earthquake and
tsunami. Sounds kind of familiar, right?
>> In 2009, we were my unit, which was the
most decorated infantry battalion in the
entire Marine Corps, which was second
battalion, fifth marines, was called in
to do humanitarian assistance operations
out in the Philippines, which was
operation kitsana.
His
unit was flown deep into the jungle with
no comms, no signal, and no civilians.
His six-man team pushes to high ground
to a hill thick with vegetation. And
that's when they see it, a craft.
And right there was something that stuck
out like a sore thumb, especially with
jungle terrain, things like that. Jung,
you know, vegetation, very green stuff,
was something that stuck out so well.
it's always going to be basically
imprisoned in my mind for the rest of my
life and it has been for 14 years was
something that was rotating
and it was transitioning between colors
like a light uh matte gray as well as a
dark matte black. So in between that's
what it kept and it was very smooth. You
can see that the craft here actually had
roughly about 300 ft. And the reason why
I know this is because you could fit
three of the helicopters that we flew in
on underneath this craft.
300 ft across, octagonal matte, or what
he describes as vanta black. It's so
black that it almost looks like dark
matter, like light itself isn't
interacting with this craft. It hovers
just above the canopy with a subsonic
hum. Before
they can process what they're looking
at, they're intercepted.
An eightman paramilitary unit. No
insignias, no IDs, moving in fast,
rehearsed, and ready to kill.
They disarm the Marines, scan them with
a bioscanner, and hold them at gunpoint.
The message is clear. You were not
supposed to see this, and if you talk,
we will kill you. I know what you're
thinking. The Indonesian jungle sounds a
lot like the Mexican desert.
While this is all happening, Herrera
sees some trucks roll up with shipping
containers and HVAC mounted on top.
He assumed they were moving drugs, but
hearing Michael Herrera's testimony,
Jake knew better. He had the missing
piece of Michael's puzzle. I have no
firsthand
experience with that operation, nor
direct contact
with anyone involved with it. I know of
that type of operation. I know of that
craft. I know of those containers.
>> He'd seen those containers before.
>> Those units that they used are
consistent with the workstations we use
when we're out on the range. They're
they're mini split HVAC systems that are
used up there. And they weren't hauling
drugs. They were hauling people, kids.
>> There are operations okonis outside the
continental United States where
prospecting for psionic assets takes
place and they're highly coveted. And
the interesting thing is is I hear in
those programs that there's something
valuable about the life experience in
third world countries uh in that it
seems as though people that live a
simpler life and are outdoors more and
have less contaminants in their food and
their drugs and in their culture seem to
be a little bit better at disassociating
and heightening their intuition.
Remember the refugees from Jake's
manuscript? Those were psionic assets
being funneled into programs that don't
exist on any budget.
People being forced into heightened
states of consciousness in order to
summon UFOs. How in the hell do you get
like the humans and they say, "Oh no, it
is natural disasters." Um they said
actually sadly the unaccompanied minor
crisis and the caravans that just had
like kind of unaccountable swaths of
humans in Central America running up
through the Darian Gap and and across
the US Mexico border and then they said
the Ukraine war.
>> Jake knew Michael Herrera was legit.
>> I saw a good Marine up there when I saw
Mike. I saw a brother in arms doing his
best to be put now with a microphone in
his face in a [ __ ] suit and tie in
Washington DC when he's cut out to be
carrying a saw through the jungle and
now he's doing his best and he's an
honest good guy and I was going to let
him hang.
>> So instead of continuing to red team
Michael and run counter intel on him, he
decided to join forces.
We know that the CIA's Office of Global
Access is rumored to coordinate closely
with JOCK and NEST or nuclear emergency
support teams for UFO crash retrievals.
We also know that the Department of
Energy has protective forces, elite
units with legal authority under the
Atomic Energy Act to move and guard
highly sensitive material outside the
normal DoD chain of command. They're
described as elite fighting forces that
operate in all combat environments. The
protective forces here are recruited by
private companies, but trained and
commanded by Defense Nuclear Security, a
program under the Department of Energy's
National Nuclear Security
Administration. Were these the guys who
threatened Herrera in the jungle? We
don't know, but it sounds like from the
lack of insignias and mismatched
uniforms, it's likely some black world
paramilitary belonging to a private
defense contractor and one that's
designed to be completely untraceable
and confuse anybody it runs into.
So, if you're running an unagnowledged
Blackworld hit squad, where do you park
it? You need more than a base. You need
a mirage.
And these are the last words he told me.
He said, "Jim,
we have things out in the desert that's
50 years beyond what you can
comprehend." And he knows I can
comprehend a hell of a lot.
>> So, what's going on here? Let's start
with the obvious theory. It's just a
hologram. We know that the military's
been flirting with holographic warfare
for decades. In 1999, reporter William
Arin wrote an article about a 1994 Air
Force concept for a holographic
projector, massive 3D illusions in the
sky intended for SCOPS. As a side note,
people should deeply investigate this
tech tree, especially as it concerns
normal UFO sightings. The problem here
is a partial mountainsized 3D hologram
visible from multiple angles is an
insane power bill. You're talking brutal
energy requirements just to fake a rock.
And yet, the lore runs deep. Billionaire
UFO enthusiast Robert Bigalow says that
Bob Lazar described a holographic book
at S4 Area 51 that's like an alien
Kindle.
Bob's story is so much more indepth, so
much more detailed like that book.
>> Tell people about the book. It was some
kind of a holographic book that as you
opened up the pages, whatever the
stories were became a hologram.
>> Steven Greer talks about a whistleblower
who allegedly saw Rathon projecting UFO
like craft as a part of a false invasion
scenario.
>> Here is the Rathon triangle
>> at uh Fort Irwin.
>> Mhm.
>> That is man-made.
>> Wow.
>> And the guy who saw it
>> Uhhuh. in detail because he picked up
some night skits. He was told not to.
>> Saw that there was this one and then
they were holographically projecting
several others. Wow.
>> This could be used in a in a false alien
invasion, you know, like a hoaxed
invasion. And then that later he and his
wife got abducted by this thing.
>> Yeah.
>> And tortured.
>> Whoa.
>> And it was Rathon. Then you have
whistleblowers like Randy Anderson who
says he was taken underground at Crane
Naval Surface Warfare Center in Indiana
and shown a metallic gauntlet with a
crystalline screen and above it symbols
that looked almost holographic. I'm
looking at it and and it almost looked
like a mirage type of effect. And above
that display screen were these
hieroglyphic symbols that I started to
see appear. The projection appeared
integrated into reality itself. Far more
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if it's something that seems like a
hologram, but isn't. What I'm talking
about is a little technology known as
foglets or utility fog. Now, we have to
add an asterisk here. This technology is
theoretical. So, let's treat this as a
thought experiment. Imagine robots the
size of glitter, roughly 100 microns,
that don't just build things, they
become things. Billions of tiny robots
lock arms in 12 directions to form
objects on command,
then dissolve and reshape into something
completely different.
Remember the liquid metal Terminator
from Terminator 2? that shape-shifting
assassin that could morph on command.
Nanotechnology foglets could make that
real. And that's not just sci-fi
fanfiction. In 1989, scientist Dr. J.
Stores Hall pitched the concept of
utility fog, an active polymorphic
material made up of trillions of foglets
that link together to form solid
programmable matter.
In 1993, he doubled down on it with a
paper that was published at a NASA
conference. Here's how it works. Each
Foglet is armed with its own extremely
rudimentary nano computer and can talk
to its neighbors. They can share power,
data, and rearrange themselves into
almost anything. A mountain should be
pretty easy. Hall claims you could
actually push this technology to the
point of creating a virtual world around
you. you'd essentially get Star Trek's
Holadec, one that could actually cut you
and make you bleed. That's a direct
quote from him.
>> All of the stuff you want out of uh a
material, uh an intelligent morphing
material can be done simply by uh
expanding or contracting the the
material and uh controlling that at a at
a scale that ranges from seconds to uh
milliseconds. Unlike holograms, foglets
have a physical presence. They could be
your magic carpet, push you on a swing,
shield you, slap you, or even become
your best friend if you really want to
get weird. You could punch a fog lit
mountain and break your hand. But
program it to recognize you and open
sesame.
They're essentially programmable matter,
solid or permeable on demand. They could
fake the gritty feel of sandstone and
layered rock by dialing in just the
right micro vibrations for your skin to
read as solid stone. But there's a
catch. In H Hall's original design, his
foglets looked more like snow, not ideal
for mimicking a desert mountain. But in
interviews and other technical
write-ups, he says his design could be
enhanced with light emmitting antenna to
match color and optical properties in
real time. Add that upgrade. Run the
foglets in pixel mode and the outer skin
basically becomes a 3D TV screen
blending into whatever you want it to.
Now look at how the story describes the
mountain's behavior. That's our next big
tell that we might not be dealing with a
simple hologram. As the helicopters are
about to collide with the mountain side,
its 3D appearance transitions to 2D,
then pixelates into nothing. if upgraded
foglets exist. And that is a big if. We
are admittedly engaging in extreme
speculation here. So you should accept
that caveat. But if they exist, this is
the behavior you might expect to see. As
the helicopters close in, foglets would
start shifting formation. Half their
arms staying locked in lattice formation
while the rest drop out of rock mode as
the mountain side dissolves into
flickering patches like pixels on a
screen. From the cockpit, it would look
like a 3D mountain site flattening into
a weird shimmering 2D skin that breaks
into pixels and dissolves as the
helicopter passes through. The low
frequency pulsing in the crew's headsets
is another clue. It's not ambient sound.
So, one possibility is strong radio
frequency emissions bleeding into their
radio gear, a glitch that's known as
audio rectification. If foglets were
adapted for the real world, they'd
likely be upgraded with wireless
real-time communication for swarm
coordination. So, imagine trillions of
foglets moving in coordinated waves,
unlocking, shifting antenna arms and
cycling their electrical states. That
kind of swarm could generate the strong
radio emissions and an audible pulsing
you'd hear in your headset. A hologram
wouldn't do any of this. Remember, in
the novel, the drone and the F-18s
suddenly lose power while the
helicopters slip right through the
mountain untouched. In theory, if the
mountain is really a trillion little
foglets, each speck with its own brain,
sensors, and comms. They could act like
a living electromagnetic warfare system.
With each cubic inch packing 16 million
processors, they could jam specific
signals, bleed power from drones while
leaving others untouched, and run friend
or foe codes so only approved aircraft
get a clean pass. Returning helicopters
could transmit the right codes to slip
through, giving everyone else power
failure and a not so gentle escort into
the dirt. Now, this mountain in
Sentinels of Ether could also be pure
fiction. But crafts vanishing into
mountains is a documented phenomenon,
especially in places like the Uenta
Basin.
If something lets objects slip through
what looks like solid rock, we're
probably beyond conventional technology
and already playing in the black world
sandbox. Foglets are just my best guess,
but they aren't some wild stoner fantasy
either. The DIA has openly mused about
programmable matter for camouflage and
invisibility.
In the 1990s to 2000s, the idea of smart
dust caught fire among sci-fi nerds
everywhere, including some feds at
DARPA, who began funding research on
millimeter scale autonomous sensing and
communication nodes. While utility fog
is still theoretical, the building
blocks were active research areas back
then. By 2001, DARPA was demonstrating
smart dust in field tests. By 2004, MEMS
or micro electromechanical systems
technology had matured significantly.
Publicly, we know about DARPA's smart
dust and creepy biohybrid insect
cyborgs. But in the black world, we have
no idea what exists. Hall himself, again
the creator of this concept, has warned
that a lot of the work needed for real
nanotech got actively suppressed, which
is why we're a bit behind on Star Trek
replicators and nano assemblers. And
let's not forget about the invention
secrecy act of 1951. This lets Uncle Sam
classify and bury both government and
private inventions, including patent
applications in the name of national
security. If something like utility fog
exists in a classified program, filing a
patent would amount to disclosure. So
there's a reason no patents exist. The
whole point of special access programs
is to keep these capabilities hidden.
You wouldn't telegraph that you've
solved molecular nanotechnology. If you
want to keep something a secret, you
don't file. And then you have Ben Rich,
former head of Lockheed Skunkwork,
saying things like, "We already have the
means to travel among the stars. But
these technologies are locked up in
black projects, and it would take an act
of God to ever get them out to benefit
humanity. Anything you can imagine, we
already know how to do." Rich even
claimed, "We have things out in the
desert that are 50 years beyond what you
could possibly comprehend. If you've
seen it on Star Wars or Star Trek, we've
been there and done that. He also
admitted that there are people in the
intelligence world who want this
breakthrough technology to stay in the
black forever. And he's saying this in
1995, the same era Hall is pitching
utility fog to NASA. So, if Rich is
right, then by the early 2000s, the
public was still gawking at Smart Dust,
while some special access program buried
in the desert might have been playing
with full-blown programmable matter. The
kind of tech that could absolutely fake
a mountain. Just look at what Ross
Colthart and his sources have said about
Bradshaw Ranch in Arizona.
>> There is a portal in the United States.
In fact, I suspect there are multiple.
But this particular portal is in a
highly guarded facility that is used
under the US Forest Service cover. Um
there are men with guns who patrol it
and there are witnesses who have seen
people walking into literally a wall.
So, we have craft moving in and out of a
mountain. We even have people walking
through walls. Now, let's talk psionics,
the psychic summoning of UFOs, Jake
Barber's secret sauce. We're told, and
there's a whole movie made about it,
debunking the idea of telepathy and
psychics and psionics.
>> And yet, you've only got to read the CIA
gateway documents in the CIA files, and
they show that that's actually not true.
Yes. that that that essentially
everybody took it very very seriously.
>> Jake Barber told Herrera that the
paramilitary unit he encountered was
transporting psionic assets, people with
special intuitive abilities.
>> What is real is is the ability to go
into something like a meditative state
and summon UAP and pilot UAP. That is
real. That's 100% real. Wow. I have to
process that for a moment because that
is just the most extraordinary claim.
>> He calls them P3s or psionic
predisposition potential. These aren't
your average recruits. He personally
sees it less like human trafficking and
more like elite recruitment into
specialized programs. Although
admittedly, reading a lot of these
stories makes me pretty concerned about
human rights violations.
So, when these P3s or psionic assets are
recruited, what do they actually do?
Jake describes them as intuitives,
trained like assets in remote viewing,
telekinesis, and the whole psychic
toolkit. All of this is honed through
specific protocols. Their job is to tap
into what he calls the consciousness
field. Think of it like a cosmic
worldwide web, full of information
everywhere, all the time, invisible
until you access it. A P3 is the
receiver, the Wi-Fi antenna. According
to Jake, there are two main attraction
methods. Machine-based systems, signals
or energy systems that act like a beacon
or dog whistle. After we turn on the dog
whistle, UAPs literally come to us day
after day.
>> Or our man-based systems, trained
psionics, projecting an invitation
through the field, essentially calling
to whatever is monitoring it. To train a
psionic asset, you have to shut down the
overthinking brain and let intuition run
point. Children are naturally better at
this since they're usually more
intuitive. Basically, the plot of
Stranger Things. Psychic kids being
tested at Department of Energy National
Labs. Jake's consciousness-based
attraction method is very similar to
Steven Greer's coherent thought
sequencing, the core technique in his C5
protocol. It's a meditation-based
invitation system built on a similar
premise, consciousness as a
communication channel. Now, I know Greer
can be polarizing at times. He can be
self agrandizing and just plain wrong
about a whole lot, but he's stayed
remarkably consistent on this one thing
for decades. And his contributions to
UFO disclosure are incontrovertible. His
system is all about non-local
consciousness and laser focused thought
with love and peace as the carrier
signal. You basically run a cosmic
Google Maps in your mind's eye, zooming
in with mental imagery until you've
dropped a pin on your exact spot.
According to Greer, the craft picks up
on a directed coherent thought signal as
clearly as a radio would pick up on an
electromagnetic signal. Remember the
words of Loheed's Ben Rich who said,
"Exotic propulsion systems work the same
way ESP works. All points in time and
space are connected. Mind, body, and
craft integrated as one. Here's the
basics of how it works. Coherent thought
sequencing is like sending out your
address by visually guiding the craft to
your location through your mind's eye.
You're essentially remote viewing space
and then zooming in on your physical
location. It actually even helps to use
Google Earth beforehand to accurately
visualize aerial shots of your location
so your mental zoomin is razor sharp.
Here are the basics. Sit down. Close
your eyes. Breathe. Now zoom out and
expand into space. The stars shimmer as
you scan the starfield, remote viewing
the cosmos. In a galaxy not so far away
is our very own spiraling Milky Way.
Push in on a twinkling dot on its arm.
Flash forward to our solar system. Eight
planets orbit the sun. Earth lights up.
Dive towards our planet Earth.
Continents come into view. North
America, the United States. Your state
lights up. Pinrop your city. Zoom in
over your town. Drop into a God's eyee
view of your neighborhood, street, the
roof you're under, and finally your
exact spot down to the chair you're
sitting in. You are the pinrop on their
map broadcasting into the cosmos like a
laser pointer.
In this model, UFOs are directly coupled
to their observer's consciousness.
You're linking to both the ship's mind
and its navigation system and feeding it
a visual vector it can lock onto.
Optionally, if you have a legal safe
line of sight and no aircraft in your
sky, you can tag your location with a
low power laser into the starfield
overhead. Never shine a laser at
aircraft or anywhere near their flight
path. That's a federal crime. So, if you
use this technique, use it responsibly.
I would also add that your internal
state before trying this is incredibly
important. If you're going through a
rough time or you have any sort of
ulterior motives, you will probably get
burned. Those negative emotions inside
of you might get amplified by the
contact experience. Calling these things
into your purview can be very dangerous.
As with all of this stuff, there's a
left-hand path and there's a right way
to do it. But in its best instantiation,
the idea is by extending your
consciousness outwards, you become a
lighthouse. You can essentially invite
and lead the craft to you. When done in
teams, again with a good vibe and
intention associated with it, you can
amplify the signal through collective
focus. Multiple minds, one address. It's
kind of like a synchronized love beam
blasting straight into the fabric of
spacetime. But here is where it gets
dark. There's just no way to put
lipstick on this pig. Jake personally
remembers an incident transporting a
craft where his consciousness was
disrupted. Possibly because a psionic
assets consciousness was stuck inside
the craft or because the craft itself
had a consciousness that connected to
him while flying it to its drop point.
>> There are some potential issues that can
happen if the psionic acid is still
connected to the craft.
I hooked up and as I'm flying back to
the drop site, I'm like completely
overwhelmed.
I'm like balling my eyes out, flying a
helicopter at night, like trying not to
run into mountains and [ __ ] And I'm
like, "Oh my god, this is not good."
I just felt like I was in the presence
of my mother. It was like a feminine
energy that was loving and sad and
I don't know what it was. In leaks
passed to the pudonmous researcher Joey
is not my name in 2023 by Michael
Herrera, relayed to him through an
insider we can now safely assume is Jake
Barber before he went public. He paints
a very grim reality. While psionic
assets are taught how to communicate
with ET and interface with ET tech,
they're also chipped with a small
tracking device and given a lot of heavy
drugs because you have to be in a very
positive, calm, happy mental state in
order to do it.
After several years of this
experimentation and drug use, a lot of
these people die or slip into a coma.
These people are essentially treated
like biological equipment. maintained
and then replaced when worn out.
Historically and on the inside, the term
sometimes informally used for psionic
assets at these sites is pink assets.
They've essentially been treated like
experimental human meat. I'm sure many
of these programs are run differently.
Some might be far more ethical than
others, but let's just call a spade a
spade here. As Jake has explained,
psionic flight doesn't come without
risks. And it gets weirder. Allegedly,
any random member of this unagnowledged
special access program can't just hop in
and fly a UFO if he's not psionically
gifted. He'll get the silent treatment.
The craft won't talk to him. It simply
won't show up. According to this leak,
in order to fly some of the ET craft, it
has to be done through consciousness. A
black group pilot can't fly an ET craft
directly if he doesn't have the psionic
abilities. So they devised a way to
connect a psionic person to an advanced
brain machine interface where the pilot
can control the machine to control the
person's intentions and in turn control
the ET craft. The psionic assets mind
turns into a psychic joystick. So this
is where things get even weirder and
more multi-layered. There's a pilot
behind this psionic asset that flies the
UFO through the psionic asset. using the
psionic assets brain to route the UFO,
commanding it through a machine which
converts those commands into neural
patterns in the psionic's brain, the
craft's readable language. The psionic
asset becomes a biological interface, a
human drone wired into an exotic control
system. No psionic equals no flight.
Pretty insane, right? Except the black
world has been hinting at this for
years. Let's go back again to Loheed
Skunkwork CEO Ben Rich who allegedly
compared advanced propulsion to ESP or
extrensory perception instant nonlinear
connections across space time. And then
there's UFO whistleblower Don Phillips
also tied to Loheed's skunk works saying
that UFOs are a fullbody connection and
that humanity has the quickest computer
built into them. Humanity has the
quickest uh computer built into them
than any man-made computer can ever
approach. And that includes the Cray
computer.
>> Phillips also riffs on the Firefox
movies mind controlled helmet.
>> Firefox, the most devastating killing
machine ever built.
>> The weapon system is one of the most
advanced ever conceived with a
thought-guided, thought controlled
arsenal on board the plane.
>> Think your commands. Steer with your
eyes, fire with pure thought.
And then there's Philip J. Corso, who
claimed to be at the Pentagon in the
50s, doling out UFO material into the
civil or private side world. He claimed
the technology ended up in places like
Bell Labs. But he and his son, who has
spent time with past American Alchemy
guest Danny Shehan, have talked about a
helmet with which you could steer a UFO
with your mind. the fact that the UFOs
appear to be navigated telepathically,
>> for example, uh, and that the that the
craft have built into it some kind of an
AI capacity to respond telepathically to
the control of the of the pilot. Now,
that's pretty far out.
>> Thanks to leaps in data signal
technology, it might be reality. For
Loheed's Don Phillips, it's proof that
technology is finally catching up to the
fastest, most powerful processor in
existence, the human mind, on certain
dimensions involving intuition, still
miles ahead of any machine ever built,
even with large language models.
So, one Loheed insider calls the human
body a supercomput that can command
aircraft with thought, while another
says exotic propulsion works like ESP.
Suddenly, Jake's story doesn't sound so
crazy.
But there's more proof Jake Barber isn't
out of his mind. His story would have
made a lot of sense to John Norsine, a
former Navy pilot turned neuroengineer
and weapons designer for Loheed Martin.
This is a man who is funded by NASA and
DARPA for mind readading research. In
1999, Norsine published a report on
Bofusion, a system he later described
involving brain computer interfaces that
convert thoughts into commands. No
joystick or buttons. You just think and
the aircraft moves. According to a man
named Doug Pasternac who interacted with
him, Norsine believed that a pilot could
fly a plane by merely thinking.
Basically, no delay, no latency. For
example, when you say right 090°, the
computer maps the pilot's electrical
pattern in the brain and turns the pilot
090°.
And if there's a mistake and the pilot
processes 080°,
the helmet catches the mistake and
injects the right number into the
pilot's mind. Electromagnetic waves
straight to the dome. This is the tamest
part of Norsine's work. His theory
describes systems that could push your
brain into any target state. Aggression,
calm, focus, ecstasy. I'm sure there are
tons of implications for this work for
CIA mind control programs like MK Ultra,
but let's stick to UFOs. According to
his colleague Duncan Lurie, Norsine
theorized that every thought leaves an
energy dispersion pattern. He called it
a brain print like a fingerprint but for
cognition. Intent, emotion, fear, joy.
Each one has a pattern, not a static
image, but something more like a
posture, a configuration your brain
holds that produces an action or state.
So if thoughts or brain states leave
patterns, how exactly do you capture
them? As Norsine explained, think of
your hand touching a mirror. it leaves a
fingerprint. That's what biofusion does.
It maps these brain prints using
mathematical models. Just like you can
find one person in a million through
fingerprints, you can find one thought
in a million. He wanted to build a full
dictionary of these brain prints. The
system learns what your brain looks like
when you want to turn left, speed up,
tilt, and stop. It doesn't just read
you, it maps you. In theory, if you know
the math of a brain pattern, you can
potentially run it back into the brain
and get the same state or feeling. You
can think of biofusion like a brain
computer interface on steroids. Now,
here's where it gets interesting. A
technical writeup by autonomous019
cites an internal Loheed Martin R&D
report by John Norsine called biofusion
reflexive control in neurogonomic
integration in adaptive cockpits.
According to Norse citation that report
was funded under the contract N66001.
I'll spare you the rest of the numbers.
This is the same contract that NASA
describes as an aviation weather
information systems project. And that
N66001
prefix traces back to the Navy's Space
and Naval Warfare Systems Center in San
Diego, today known as the Naval
Information Warfare Center. So, it
appears we have a NASA Navy hybrid and
not too far from where the Nimtt's Tic
Tac sighting occurred in 2004. looked
down a small, saw a white tic-tac object
with a longitudinal axis pointing north
south and moving very abruptly over the
water.
>> The same sighting that Ross Colart
swears involved a Loheed craft.
>> I now know categorically that the tic
tac is Loheed Martin technology. On the
surface, John Norsine's work looks like
it somehow made it into a NASA weather
contract, but it lines up with a
mirrored Loheed Martin document from
around 2000 that lists his Bofusion R&D
report with the same contract number.
Multiple independent references all
point to the same thing. Norine's
Bofusion neurocockpit work was writing
under that contract. I guess if you had
a project that involves flying UFOs via
mind control, it makes sense you might
bury it inside a weather program. By the
early 2000s, Norsine's work basically
vanishes from public view. And not long
after, he does too, under very strange
circumstances. Shortly before a planned
lecture at the Naval War College in
Newport, he emailed colleagues a cryptic
line about his future talk. he had sent
me an email and said and and some of the
other people from ANS and he said listen
I'm giving a lecture on my latest
research at the uh naval college in
Newport do you want to do you want a VIP
pass to come and and attend it and I was
like oh yeah
so he said okay I'll get it all set up
and then at the end of his email you
know he was into I forget what the term
is for this kind of use of language
>> semiotics
>> semiotics Yeah, he was really into that.
And um at the last sentence in his email
said um
>> uh Nor uh I he said I I RVed the
upcoming
um lecture uh John not heard nor seen.
>> Whoa. And I remember calling Ed and
saying, "Hey, Ed." Like, "What the heck
does this last sentence mean? John not
heard nor seen. I know he's in the
semiotics and stuff, so you know, not
nor seen is his last name, but John not
heard nor seen." And then just like two
weeks after that, he was found dead in a
motel room something.
>> Jesus Christ. So that was some sort of
code where it's like he he remote viewed
his own
>> viewed it and he wasn't there.
>> And this was code to say he's not heard
nor seen.
>> Yeah. I mean, what else could that mean?
>> Oh my god. Norine was gone, but the kind
of work he was doing wasn't. And roughly
20 years later, they resurface, but in a
different form. Enter Loheed Martin
engineers Charles Chase and Gerald Yonas
with a patent called cognitive
enhancement using feedback. I've
personally had the pleasure of meeting
Charles Chase and think he's a genius.
And this patent might sound boring on
the face of it, but it's not. It's
describing a closed loop system that
reads your brain waves, compares them to
a target brain state, and then hits you
with light, sound, or electromagnetic
pulses until your brain is nudged
towards that target, like a tuning fork
for the human mind. It's essentially an
extremely sophisticated version of BOF
feedback.
I've asked Charles Chase and he doesn't
know Norsine, but you have to admit it
is pretty interesting that there is a
lineage pointing to the same company in
the same sort of control loop. Measure
your brain, compare it to a target
state, stimulate it, and reme-measure
it. And then there are other people at
this company up to the executive level
that are talking about flying UFOs with
your mind. So, it looks like Norse's
adaptive cockpit ideas could be the
prototype. Looks like the weather
project grew some teeth. In multiple
interviews, including with me,
>> the consciousness is activated through
heightening intuition and lowering
intellect.
>> Barber describes consciousness craft
interfaces that sound impossible. But
here's the documented R&D showing this
technology has been actively developed.
Whether it's been successfully
integrated with exotic propulsion
systems, we don't ultimately know. But
the technical capability Barbara
described isn't necessarily science
fiction. It's just Loheed Martin circa
1999.
And by 2018, that same basic dream of
humans interfacing directly with
machines was no longer buried in obscure
papers or patents. That year, DARPA
launched a program called N3, next
generation non-surgical neurochnology.
DARPA's official program brief openly
talks about building birectional brain
machine interfaces for military use,
including for things like control of
unmanned aerial vehicles. One of the
teams that advanced in N3 was led by
Battel. And if you've done any deep
research on UFO legacy programs, you
know that Battel Memorial Institute is
all over it. According to Battel's own
2020 press release, their team
progressed to phase 2 of the program.
They were working directly with the Air
Force Research Lab, Carnegie Melon and
others on a system called brainstorms
which stands for brain system to
transmit or receive magneto electric
signals. Brainstorms uses nanocale
devices injected into the human
bloodstream and guided with magnets into
specific areas of the brain as part of a
system designed for birectional neural
interfacing. So by 2020, you don't just
have vague patents and R&D rumors. You
have DARPA openly funding a nanocale
injectable brain computer interface with
the Air Force Research Labs involvement
that could be a stepping stone towards
war fighters eventually interfacing with
aerial vehicles. Or it could simply
represent an advancement in that
capability which was established years
before.
Now for a different track. Stay with me
here. In 2016, the Navy filed a patent
under inventor Salvatore Pais for what
they called craft using an inertial mass
reduction device. The patent describes a
craft that manipulates high energy
electromagnetic fields to achieve exotic
propulsion. A setup that requires
precise real-time control of its own
field geometry. You need something that
can sense its internal field
configuration and how it interacts with
the surrounding environment and adjust
in real time. something faster than a
joystick, faster than a keyboard,
something like a mind. What you won't
see in the open record is the obvious
next step. Plug those worlds together.
If Jake Barber is right, that missing
link lives in special access programs
that don't get patented at all. So, to
recap, layer one, Locky develops and
patents brainto-achine interfaces. Layer
two, the Navy patents craft that require
electromagnetic field manipulation.
Layer three, psionic assets. Human
intuitives jacked into exotic craft
through neural interfaces translating
thought into propulsion. I'm not saying
that we have a verified Salvatore Pais
saucer in a hanger synced to a psionic
asset with that exact setup. I am saying
that Barber's psionic pilot story sounds
wild until you look at the R&D lineage
and realize every piece of that stack is
already sitting in white papers,
patents, and weather contracts.
So far, we have a fake mountain, drugged
psychics, and spacecrafts that only fly
if you plug a human mind into them.
What's next, you ask? The moon's fake.
Clouds aren't really clouds. Birds are
surveilling us. Yeah, DARPA's R&D
portfolio does not make that less
creepy. Zoom out of Coyame and you'll
see a pattern. Mountains,
paramilitaries, and vanishing crafts. It
starts to look less like random campfire
stories and more like puzzle pieces.
Take Sedona, vision quest capital of
America, the land of crystals and trust
fund shamans, famed for its Martian
landscape and vortex spas. It's all very
Eat, Prey, Love. But once the sun sets
behind the red rocks, the vibe starts to
shift. The notorious Bradshaw Ranch is
ground zero for Sedona's high stranges.
There's even a book about it called
Merging Dimensions involving a rumored
portal on the ranch. Massive cargo
planes descending towards mountains
where nothing exists and lights shooting
out of canyons as if the landscape
itself is alive. There are constant
claims of strange activity at Bradshaw
Ranch in Secret Canyon with reports of
guys with militarystyle guns. No
surprise, the ranch was sold to the US
National Forest for climate research in
partnership with the Department of
Energy and Oak Ridge National Lab.
Nothing to see here. Whispers of a
rumored base near Secret Mountain aren't
new. Journalist Ross Colart went to
Sedona and came back a believer. I am in
no doubt whatsoever, Jesse, that there
is a deep underground military bunker
that was built in the 1950s under Secret
Mountain. That's what it's called. It's
the hilarious thing. It's somebody's
secret joke. It's called Secret
Mountain.
>> Unbelievable.
>> And that's not all. Outside of
consulting multiple on-site witnesses,
Ross personally witnessed anomalous
activity around Secret Mountain. And if
you looked at a particular place over
Secret Mountain, you would see this big
orb being escorted by helicopters rising
from behind Secret Mountain. And we
watched at 1:30 in the morning. And sure
enough,
up comes this beautiful golden orb,
gigantic. It's not every day you see
orbs escorted by Blackhawks like a
presidential motorcade. But zoom in a
little and look closely, you'll find
something else. Investigators digging
into rumors of underground facilities
near Secret Mountain and Bradshaw Ranch
kept hitting the same anomaly. A tunnel.
Geoysical surveys and magnetometry by
Terra Exploration Group showed a
straight man-made tunnel roughly 50 ft
in diameter running like a hidden artery
from Secret Mountain to Bradshaw Ranch
to the front gate of the Clark Dale
Cement Plant, which John Bradshaw claims
used to be the biggest employer in town
and was guarded and fenced like a
military site. And there's massive
amounts of electrical power going into
the ground under Bradshaw Ranch.
>> And we didn't put this in the um
featurelength film that we put to air on
prime time, but it runs in the
fulllength interview with Paul, my
friend.
He did a ground penetrating radar check
on the road around Bretchaw Ranch and we
found a 50 foot wide reinforced steel
concrete highly visible on ground
penetrating radar literally just under
the ground. Wow. If you think this is
beyond belief, underground military
bases exist across the United States.
They are called dums or deep underground
military bases. Richard Solder wrote an
amazing book about them that I recommend
you check out. There are also reports of
hikers near Sedona walking into
something out of a black op fever dream.
Armed men in black, insignia free
uniforms, M16s in hand, standing in the
middle of Cocoon Nino National Forest.
These guys aren't militia. They don't
match any unit anyone can identify. And
this isn't just Sedona. This exact same
ghost force keeps popping up in other
hot zones across the United States. Head
northeast to Skinwalker Ranch in Utah's
Uenda Basin and the vibe shifts from
moonstones to pure dread. This place
doesn't want you here. The Ute tribe
won't even talk about it. They call it
cursed ground, the path of the
skinwalker. And if you spend any time on
the ranch, you start to understand why.
Drones malfunction, helicopters lose
power, equipment dies.
>> I am transfixed on that tacky room. For
all intents and purposes, I'm in that
room. And so I just uh I I said out
loud, "Okay, this is stupid." And then I
said, "All right, if you got something
you want to show me, show me. If you got
something you want to tell me, tell me."
>> What the hell? I living? That's creepy.
>> UFOs don't just fly over Skinwalker.
They interact and descend, vanishing
into meas like ghosts passing through
walls. Sound familiar? Owner Brandon
Fugal openly describes Blackhawk
circling with no transponders, shaking
the house, running constant
surveillance. We had a a situation above
the triangle where we were launching
rockets. Of course, one of numerous
occasions and uh the prominent au UAP
unidentified aerial phenomena ends up uh
appearing and then what happens within
minutes following
the Blackhawk helicopter
comes right over the mea, descends over
the property and just hovers
right over the south field. He also
described a time where a UFO dropped
down from the sky, entered the east
field portion of the ranch below a
helicopter, and then exited from a mesa.
>> Does it look like it comes from right
here?
>> It came out of the mesa right there.
>> Wow,
that is unbelievable, gentlemen.
>> During all of this, drones and other
sensor equipment malfunctioned. Previous
Skinwalker Ranch owner, Robert Bigalow,
tells another story about a UFO flying
lazy figure8s at low altitude, then
shooting straight into a mountain.
>> And so they stand there and they're
watching this and then it deviates
dramatically and it shoots off at low
altitude right into the mountain itself,
but there's no explosion. It's just
gone. In another case near Skinwalker
Ranch, he describes a similar craft
doing the same thing, shooting straight
into the mountain as if the stone was a
doorway.
If we zoom out, it gets even stranger.
During the CIA's remote viewing program
in 1973,
psychic spy Patrice described a massive
underground base inside Mount Hayes,
Alaska. It had advanced technology,
consoles, personnel that looked like
military. He named three more bases.
Mount Perido in Spain, Mount Inyangani
in Zimbabwe, Mount Zyle in Australia.
Years later, Joe McMongle, another
extremely talented remote viewer, was
given the same coordinates blind. He saw
the same mountains with the same
underground command centers. And then he
saw something else. The bases were
connected like nodes of a network. And
when he remote viewed Mount Perido in
Spain, he saw how it was built, not by
non-human intelligence, but by us,
helicopters, cargo crates, human
personnel moving materials into the
mountain.
>> Is it really possible to see through
someone else's eyes or sense through
their senses?
>> Actually, uh, we're not sure exactly how
it works, but it is possible to report
on the position or place that they're
located.
Once a private company has reverse
engineered enough nonhuman technology,
its capabilities can leap decades or
centuries ahead of our own military. At
that point, you're talking about a
parallel civilization with its own
cities, its own private armies. In
physics, we won't discover for another
century.
People seem to disappear on all of these
mountains. The mountains contain
geomagnetic anomalies. UFOs appear,
often coming in and out of the
mountains. The mountains almost feel
like an air pocket of a different
consensus reality. As my friend and
legendary UFO researcher Richard Dolan
might say, a breakaway civilization.
And this is the real takeaway. After
years of researching this stuff myself,
people always want to know how I shake
out on what's actually going on with
UFOs in the government. This is the
stuff you get into that's just hard to
talk about. It's hard to say with a
straight face. Jointly operated human
and nonhuman bases with entirely
insulated and separate chains of
command. I know that sounds nuts, but
think about it another way. Name me a
topic other than UFOs with this much
circumstantial evidence, but nothing
concrete and definitive. So much smoke,
but no fire. The control system around
this stuff has to operate
parasycchologically. They have to have
nextlevel abilities to cover themselves
up. And if anyone is in charge of
disclosure, they are. This is the truth
behind some of these missing scientist
cases. And it's the reason why certain
technology trees involving gravity
manipulation, nanotechnology,
fusion, and free energy tend to hit dead
ends or get softly enveloped by bizarre
shell outfits. the tech going nowhere in
the civilian world but getting siphoned
into the black.
And think about it logically. To think
that nonhuman intelligence exists but
hasn't infiltrated governments in
private aerospace is maybe just as crazy
as believing in non-human intelligence
in the first place. You can't really be
open to one and completely closed off to
the other. If this is at all real, then
of course the government can't just
disclose it. It's probably going to get
spoonfed to us in fiction. How else do
you prepare a world for the idea that
the mountain on the horizon might not be
a mountain at all. So yes, maybe Jake
Barber didn't land another egg as he
predicted when I interviewed him.
>> We hope to do a demonstration and and
invite key members of the public from
institutions and demonstrate this and
maybe even get something to the ground.
and his attempts to recreate legacy UFO
efforts in a friendly open- source way
in the form of a private company called
Skywatcher seems like it's hit some
snags. But what if in the tradition Tom
Delong established with his book Secret
Machines, Jake designed this manuscript,
The Sentinels of Ether, to encode the
real truth in fiction and then go on to
use the Pentagon's own review process
and redactions as authentication. If
just two chapters of this Sentinels of
Ether story that exists today online
triggered a firestorm of black ink, what
is hiding in the rest? What was
redacted? If this sounds like fiction,
then good, because that's exactly where
they've been hiding it. In plain sight,
wrapped in stories we were taught not to
take seriously. And maybe that's the
point. A reality this shattering can't
be announced. It has to be dripfed,
encoded in movies, buried in books,
disguised as entertainment until we're
ready to see it for what it really is.
We don't need a billion dollar black
budget, psionic handlers, or brain
chips. We have the hardware, we have the
brain waves, and we have a love beam
they can't jam. 8 billion biological
antennas walking around on the surface
of planet Earth. homegrown receivers
capable of connecting to a field the
black world spent 70 years trying to
monopolize. Because there's a far more
radical thesis than they're hiding UFOs.
It's more like they're hiding us from
ourselves. The technology isn't in the
craft. It's in human neurology and in
the human spirit. And they've spent 70
years making sure that we don't figure
that out. Non-human intelligence doesn't
need a press conference at the White
House. They've been making contact
through back channels, indigenous
tribes, secret societies, occult
practitioners, psychonauts, lone
religious monks, or just some kid
sending coherent love beams out his
bedroom window.
Sooner or later, something might pick
up. In the words of Jake Barber, "We're
not alone.
>> The skies aren't classified. Your
conscious can't be redacted." I
encourage us all to look upward and look
inward and to become the best versions
of ourselves quickly. We need you. A new
era awaits. Until next time, I'm Jesse
Michaels and this is American Alchemy.
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