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>> Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to
another episode of the Area 52 podcast.
My name is Chris Ramsey and today we're
going to be continuing our deep dive and
read through of the program known only
as Serpo.
Quick little recap before we get started
here. This book basically consists of a
bunch of anonymous emails that were sent
to a newsletter list, a list of people
that were uh in and around, you know,
government contracting and intelligence
agencies and that type of thing. So, a
pretty tight-knit list of people who
were interested in the UFO subject. And
then this was sent to them. Now, in the
first part, we kind of caught you up to
speed up to, I think, about chapter 7,
which talks about uh the 1947 crash in
Roswell, the sole surviving alien. Uh
they then communicated with this Eben or
this EBE and eventually had and
established communications with the
planet from which this being came from
which was in Zeta Reticuli 39 million
light years away. Then there was a
meeting in 19 I believe 64 at Hollowman
Air Force Base the same day in fact
apparently that Lonnie Zamora had
encountered multiple beings in the
desert of Sakuro, New Mexico. So uh they
got the wrong coordinates and they
showed up over there instead or
something to that effect. You know, this
is an extremely
fantastical claim that
we are not only in communication with
extraterrestrials,
uh, but that we are indeed preparing
allegedly
for a manned excursion to their planet
and an exchange program that is about to
happen between humans and aliens. I
don't know if I quite buy it. Uh
however, what is fun about this
particular story is there is so much
overlap between
reality and fiction. the places that
they're referring to where the you know
future I guess astronauts or space
fairing humans uh are are being trained
are actual places
and then there are people who've
corroborated as much um via mail back in
the '90s. Hey, I used to work there.
Hey, my father worked there and he heard
about this program and that type of
thing. So, it's actually gaining some
foundational support here through many
letters and emails that were written to
the people putting this together at
ono.org back in the day. So, Len Casten
put together this book uh pretty much a
chronological order of the emails. also
a diary, a journal entry from one of the
commanders or the commanding officer,
the captain of the crew and his
adventures through space to this planet
and back. So, I think that about sets us
up for a really interesting read
through. I've been dying to get to the
rest of this. I haven't read this book.
This is I'm reading this for the first
time with you. We're discovering this
together. and we'll poke holes where we
must. But I also encourage you guys to
check your disbelief of the door for the
next hour or so. Let's have some fun.
Let's pretend it's real. Um let's see
what sticks, what lands and stretch our
imagination out a little bit. And uh you
know, you never know what might come of
that. Maybe our conviction level
skyrockets due to some connection that
we've made. Or maybe it plummets due to,
you know, the amount of holes we can
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We're looking into
We're looking into Project Serpo. This
thing is wild. You know, I haven't been
this excited for readrough since I think
like the Matilda Mroy stuff or the Lerta
Files, but this is right up there. It's
like this perfect blend of like fiction
and non-fiction and and what if.
Here we go. Chapter 8, folks. The
landings.
In December 1963, Los Alamos received a
message from the Eben planet confirming
all the details of the landing. The
message specified the time, date, and
location that had previously been agreed
upon. All the numbers were stated using
our location, time, and date protocols.
The message told us that two even
spaceships were already on their way and
would arrive on schedule.
We learned later that the journey took
about 10 months. So that means that the
Eban spacecraft had been on route from
Serpo for about 6 months of Earth's time
when the message was received.
President Kennedy had been assassinated
only a few weeks earlier and the entire
nation was still mourning at that point.
Some of the DIA project coordinators
wanted to cancel the exchange program.
The fate of the mission was then left to
President Lyndon B. Johnson. He was
briefed by the mission planners and made
the decision to continue with the
exchange. Although we are told in a side
note by anonymous that the president
didn't really believe that it would
happen.
It is interesting to note here that
apparently President Kennedy had not
informed then Vice President Johnson
about project Crystal Knight, which is
the name of the project that we're uh
looking into right now. This is
surprising because Johnson had been
appointed by Kennedy to be head of the
space council. Evidently, Kennedy had
been told by MJ12 that the project
information could not be shared with
Johnson or with the president's cabinet.
As the landing date approached, the team
was ready and idle and probably enjoying
some well-deserved rest and recreation,
although they remained under
surveillance the whole time. Right?
Because in part one we did talk about
their identities being erased, their
background, their academic paper trails,
their everything just completely gone.
Um so that you know nothing would leak,
which would make sense. If you were
doing this, if you were actually, you
know, sending people off to another
planet, you would probably want to cover
your bases. Their training had been
completed
and they had been given a 15-day
vacation. How nice. In the time just
before the April landing date, they were
sent back to Fort Levenworth in Kansas
and were confined in locked cells in the
US [music]
disciplinary barracks and kept under
close watch. This reflected the almost
fanatical dedication to secrecy by the
planning committee.
They were simply not taking any chances,
no matter how remote that information
about the pending mission might be
revealed. One can easily appreciate how
depressed the team must have been to
have been treated like criminals on the
eve of what should have been a grand
sendoff on a historically momentous and
extraordinary journey to the stars. In
another time under a different less
paranoid government, they might have
been sent off to the strains of
patriotic music broadcast on the
international television and with a
cheering crowd in attendance. Yeah. Much
like the Aremis 2 mission, you remember
how hyped up everybody got? There was
parades in their honor. Not for these
folks. They're sitting in a cell
depressed. How strange. The diplomatic
greeting. Okay, here we go. The two
alien craft entered our atmosphere on
the By the way,
they talked about this took 10 months
for them to travel here.
this
I don't know perturbs me a little bit
because and this is just a logical take
here if you're traveling in a straight
line
I understand that like propulsion
and you know if you're 39 million lighty
years away how fast are you traveling
for it to take 10 months you're
traveling quite fast speed of light
perhaps multiple times the speed of
light obviously I mean, if you're
traveling at the speed of light, it
should take you
39 million or 39. Was it 39 light years
away? Not 39 million. Did I say 39
million lighty years away? Might as well
be a billion trillion light years away.
Doesn't matter. Because if you were
traveling at the speed of light, you
wouldn't get here in time. So, why did
it take them 10 months?
Did they have to stop and refuel?
Were they lost in a wormhole somewhere?
You would think that they could just
teleport using this wormhole technology
or whatever. 10 months is strange and I
hope they explain this somehow on the
journey to Serpo.
All right. The two alien craft entered
our atmosphere on the afternoon of April
24, 1964.
Right on schedule. These were not scout
craft, but were much larger and were
considered shuttle craft. The first ship
missed the rendevu point and landed
somewhere near Sakoro, New Mexico.
This was about a 100 miles north of the
planned landing site. We sent a message
to the craft that it landed at the wrong
place. The second ship picked up the
message and made the navigation
correction. It landed shortly thereafter
at the precise designated location at
White Sands where a greeting party
awaited.
It can be assumed that it was the late
afternoon at this point, although it
could have been nighttime as was shown
in the movie Close Encounters of the
Third Kind.
Since we don't know where Steven
Spielberg obtained his information, we
don't know how accurate it was, but it
was distinctly possible that night had
fallen by the time the alien craft had
landed, and presumably the planning
committee was prepared for a contingency
with appropriate lighting as in the
movie.
We are not told what happened to the
first craft. More than likely, it also
flew to the correct location. I love how
whoever's writing this thinks they're
clever and they're like, "Yeah,
somewhere in Sakuro on that date there's
a craft that went over there." Anyways,
uh there's a like one of the most famous
cases in American history is Lonnie
Zamora, the police officer, chasing down
this craft that he sees parking and
seeing two beings coming out of an
egg-shaped craft in Sakura, New Mexico
on that very day. You would think that
whoever's writing this anonymous letter
would have the courtesy of at least
acknowledging the fact that
that would have been the Lonie Zamora
sighting. But he's treating it like he's
koi and he doesn't know for you to
figure out. That sounds like
that sounds a little BS to me. I'm going
to suspend my disbelief. We're going to
keep going.
The greeting group consisted of 16
senior government and military
officials. Anonymous does not give the
identities of these people, but most
probably President Johnson was not among
them. The 12 team members waited in a
bus nearby.
45 tons of supplies and equipment stood
ready to load onto the alien ship.
And apparently there's an appendix. It
says, "See appendix 2 for a complete
list of all supplies and equipment taken
by the team." We learn later that the
entire cargo was placed on one huge
platform evidently made of wood. Okay. A
canopy was in place connecting the
landing point with the waiting
officials. A contingent of Ebans
disembarked from the craft and walked
under the canopy. Movie cameras and tape
recorders were rolling. The Eban
official
presented us with some technology gifts.
Anonymous says the Ebans had a crude
translator device. It appeared to be
some sort of microphone with a readout
screen. The senior US official was given
one of the devices and the Eben kept the
other one. The officials spoke into the
device and the screen showed a printed
form of the voice message both in Eben
and in English language. It was crude
and hard to understand everything that
was said. Direct translation was also
provided by one of the aliens who is
designated EBE2.
This was a female who spoke decent
English. She later became an invaluable
resource on Serbo.
All right,
we got a lady in the mix.
Very nice. Uh, the yellow book. EB2
presented us with the yellow book. This
was a remarkable and generous gift to
the people of Earth and clearly
demonstrated the aliens wish to become
our galactic friends. about the yellow
book. Anonymous says
it isn't exactly a book. It's a block of
material approximately two and a half
inches thick and transparent in nature
and appearance. The reader looks at the
transparent surface and suddenly words
and pictures appear.
It is an endless series of historical
studies and photographs of our universe,
the even planet and their former home
world and other interesting stories
about the universe. It also contains a
historical story and various accounts
about Earth's history and distant past.
I am one of the very few people who has
actually seen the yellow book. As has
been commented on by others, it would
take a lifetime to read and another
lifetime to understand it.
Well, lucky you. Aren't you lucky to
read the yellow book? We heard about the
yellow book. This is otherwise known as
the looking glass.
However, from what I understand, the
looking glass might have been some
device to see into the future, not
necessarily a historical device. So
maybe these are two different things.
Maybe I've misunderstood. The yellow
book also describes the even involvement
with the evolution of human
civilizations on Earth. Evidently, as we
learned later, there were some
controversial claims made in this regard
that caused some recipients of the
information to doubt the veracity of the
material, which brought up the
possibility that these claims were
intended to accomplish a hidden
diplomatic agenda on this subject.
Anonymous says the following. If one
reads the yellow book and reads between
the lines, one would come away with the
thought and clear impression that the
Ebans had something to do with Jesus
Christ or possibly Jesus was one of
them.
Also, if you look at some events that
are shown in the yellow book, remember
there are no dates shown in the yellow
book, you can connect some incidents
such as Fatima, etc. with an even
landing.
Okay, that's interesting. I mean, this
also uh
tangentially corroborates Bob Lazar's
claims about the book that he read,
stating that Jesus was indeed a hybrid
alien. Also, you know, there there have
been reports by um abductees or
contactees that they've witnessed seeing
a man who fits the description of Jesus
on board one of these crafts.
Interesting, I guess. I don't know what
to make of that.
We learned later that it was EBE2 who
had translated the book into English.
Wow. Okay. The Ebans informed us at that
time that they had reconsidered the
timing of the exchange program and wish
to reschedu it for a later date. They
preferred to only retrieve the bodies of
their dead compatriots on this trip and
return to Earth in July of 1965.
to accomplish the exchange of personnel.
This posed an enormous logistical
problem for us since all the equipment
and supplies would now have to be
warehoused somewhere and we would have
to keep the team motivated and in a
highly secured facility for another
year. There were also possible political
ramifications that could change our
willingness to continue uh with the
program if the Johnson administration
decided to cancel it.
The aliens took the bodies of the nine
Ebans who had died in the two Roswell
crashes as well as the body of EBE1 on
board.
We had performed autopsies on some of
the bodies. Uh there's a small appendix
here that says in an interview in 2006
on Coast to Coast, Linda Molton How
reported on a telephone conversation
with a man who had uh received a
firsthand account of the autopsies of
two alien bodies in the late 1940s from
a physician who had been [music] in
attendance. Okay.
The remains have been kept at Los Alamos
Laboratories in a special
state-of-the-art cryogenic facility. The
visit lasted about 4 hours. The film and
audio recordings of the entire event
have been stored in a vault at Balling
Air Force Base in Washington, DC.
Very cool indeed. So, okay, we get the
translating alien, some other aliens.
They pick up the bodies. They put them
on the ship. They say, "Not now. A
little bit later. We're not feeling the
vibe right now. We'll be back when when
things are This sounds like they're just
going to take their bodies and leave and
never come back." That's what I'd be
afraid of.
Yeah. I don't know. This all seems a
little strange.
The exchange.
The time selected for the return visit
was July 16, 1965. It was agreed that
this time the landing location would be
the northern section of Nevada test
site.
About this choice, Anonymous says
planners did not wish to keep the same
location for fear that something might
leak. Once again, the extreme security
concern becomes evident. The team
members were returned to their lockup at
Fort Levenworth for one month and then
they were sent back to Camp Perryi to
hone their original training and learn
some new skills. This gave them all, but
especially the linguists, a chance to
improve their ability to understand and
speak the Eben language.
The linguists were now able to achieve a
passable fluency with the high-pitched
singong speech, but the other team
members struggled with the bizarre
language.
Wonder what that sounded.
Wonder what it sounds like.
It's interesting because the um
the was it a molecular biologist or a
yeah the biologist regardless on Reddit
that had supposedly performed some of
these autopsies and then divulged the
information of his findings through the
Reddit thread had mentioned that the
lung sack
of these beings resembled those of a
bird, which would make sense because it
would
the size of their brain would require
more oxygen like 20% increase and so the
lung sacks of a bird are actually better
at distributing oxy oxygen throughout
the body and so anyways there was this
whole explanation but um because of that
and because of the way the diaphragm was
positioned
uh this person who performed the autopsy
said that they had no vocal cords but
they would be able to produce a
high-pitched sound like that of a bird.
You speak to Whitley Strieber as well,
he as well says this. I think Peter
Curry as well. There's been multiple
reports
on the idea that these creatures
[snorts] could communicate vocally, but
choose not to and do it telepathically
instead. And and that they do so only to
I don't know. Um I don't know. I don't
know, maybe if they don't want us
hearing something, they'll just
communicate it in bird whistle
instead of uh telepathically where it
could be picked up. I don't know. This
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Um, as before at Camp Perryi, the 12
team members remained isolated in their
own little community within the larger
CIA training facility and did not
communicate with anyone other than their
trainers. This period coincided with the
first year of the Vietnam War in which
the CIA special operations group played
an important role. So, the camp must
have been a very busy place while the
team was there. In April 1965, they were
sent back to jail again.
at Fort Levenworth to wait out the final
3 months.
By this time, they must have begun to
feel like real prisoners and probably
wondered what strange political concerns
could have justified such harsh
treatment. It is likely that the T
morale must have then reached an
all-time low. Although the mounting
excitement and anticipation of the
rapidly approaching departure date
probably helped to offset their
depression, the two even shuttles
returned right on schedule on July 16,
1965.
This time they had landed at the
northern section of the Nevada test site
as planned. The diplomatic nicities uh
have been attended to in their previous
visit. This was strictly a working
meeting. The 12 team members waited in a
bus as before, and the military vans
were poised to unload their massive
cargo consisting of 90,500 lb of
supplies, equipment, and vehicles. See
appendix 2. And here is a picture that
they included of the team aboard the
alien ship from Close Encounters of the
Third Kind.
I think we can safely assume that there
had been extensive communications
between Los Alamos and Serpo in the
intervening year uh to refine the
arrangement,
but Anonymous makes no reference to
this. The team boarded the Eban shuttle
craft and the cargo was loaded by
military personnel onto one of the
craft. The massive size of this ship can
be appreciated when we learned that the
entire cargo fit into a single level of
a three-level craft. The lone Eban
ambassador disembarked from the shuttle
and was taken away in a military
vehicle. He was then sent to the alien
facility at Los Alamos Laboratories.
So, there was an exchange. I I guess a
12 for one was the exchange. Not
necessarily in our favor, but beggars
can't be choosers. You know what I mean?
Sky King takes off for the stars.
Understandably,
the team had no intention of allowing
the rigid protocols of the planners to
infect their ranks by referring to each
other robotically by three-digit
numbers.
They quickly adopted suitable nicknames
for each other for each member, but
never used their real names.
Uh they did, however, use the number
names for more formal and written
communications. The team commander, an
Air Force colonel, became Skipper, and
two doctors were Doc One and Doc 2, and
the pilots were referred to as Sky King
and Flash Gordon. Anonymous doesn't
supply the other nicknames.
A comment sent to the Serpo website in
March 2006 points out an interesting
reference that adds authenticity to the
entire Serpo story. He reminds us that
in the golden days of radio, Sky King
was a very popular kids series along
with The Lone Ranger, The Green Hornet,
and many others. Sky King ran on radio
from 46 to 54, and then a TV version was
produced and shown from 51 to 59. The TV
show reruns were telecast on Saturday
afternoons up until 1966.
So, the show was still on television
when the team departed in 1965. The
comment uh comment contributor says,
"Most people today have either never
heard of Sky King or have long forgotten
about him. However, it wouldn't be
surprising that a young pilot in 1965
would have adopted the nickname of Sky
King."
I'm not sure that that's really
corroborative.
um one can make a quick online search or
you know if you were alive back then and
you wrote this story you might just
reference that. So I don't know a pilot
who was about 35 when the mission
departed would have been an
impressionable teenager in the 50s and
probably watched the TV show. If he was
40 he probably lay on the living room
carpet like millions of other kids of
that era glued to the radio when Sky
King came over the airwaves. Could that
young boy ever in his wildest dreams
have imagined that he would one day be
among the first Earthlings to depart the
Earth to travel to a distant star
system? The team commander kept a diary
from the first moment of the mission.
Anonymous supplied the following account
of that first day from that diary.
Here for posterity is the skipper's
exact entry for those first scary
moments of that historic mission.
Anonymous doesn't explain the acronyms,
but we can be quite certain that the M
refers to mission in each case. MTC
might be mission training coordinator
and MVC is probably the mission voyage
coordinator who we find out later does
not speak English very well and travels
with the team. Consequently, he must be
an Eban.
Get out of here. They're traveling with
an Eban. I suppose they need someone.
They need a co-pilot for directions.
There is no uh Apple Maps that takes you
to Sero apparently. I could just imagine
the uh the Eban as the other person is
flying the ship like holding the handle
and like hitting the invisible brake
when he goes too fast. Just being a a
backseat driver.
Slow down. You're going too fast. The
lights green. It's like, thank you.
Thank you. I saw the light was I was
going to see it eventually. All right, I
digress. We go. Day one. By the way, um,
if you're going to write a journal, if
you're going to journal your little
entries every day about, you know, being
on an alien ship and going to an alien
planet, don't you think that
confiscating or not confiscating this
journal is a massive oversight? I hope
that they clear this up.
They've taken all the necessary
precautions, but somehow forgot to take
this guy's little diary. I don't know.
We'll see. Maybe there's an answer for
that. Maybe he hid it in his pants. I
don't know. All right, day one.
We are ready. [clears throat] I got to
find a voice for this guy. What does he
sound like? Is he like a This is This is
uh This is Sky King. No, this is
Skipper, the uh the commander. He's got
to be stoic. We got to make him stoic.
We are ready.
Hard to think we finally made it.
Team is motivated and calm. Final
briefing by MTC and MTB cargo packed and
EBE craft might have some problems with
guns. We'll be talking to the MVC 899
security officer and 203 the assistant
team commander.
We'll have overall charge of weapons. No
sync system or we don't know about them.
Everything moving smoothly. 700 to 754.
The doctors will give each member a
final check before boarding. Okay, we
loaded everything and it fits.
We have to transfer all of it to the
bigger ship once we get to the
rendevous.
Really excited about this. No
reservations by anyone. MTC asked all
members to make final decision. The team
all said go.
We go. Interior of EBE craft is big.
There are three levels. This is
different than the one we trained on. I
think that was a scout craft. This one
is a shuttle craft. We stored the cargo
in lower level. It will sit in the
center level. The crew will sit in the
upper level. Strange looking walls. They
seem to be
dimensional.
There are three stations. Four of us
will sit in each station. No seats, just
benches. We wouldn't fit in those small
crew seats. The MVC says we don't need
anything special. No O2 or helmets.
Don't know what to do with them. Okay,
final checks. MTC gave us final words.
One prey said, "We board the EBE craft
475 linguist number two. Really nervous.
700 will watch him. The hatch is closed.
No windows. [music]
We can't see out. Everyone is seated in
their respective seats on the bench. No
retention harnesses. Okay. Well,
bar across us.
The craft is starting engine or what
they call energy thrusters.
Seems like we are moving but nothing is
happening inside. Still able to write
this.
Really dizzy now.
102 is sitting next to me and he is
faint.
Something feels really funny.
Have to rewrite this because I can't
think straight.
When the commander says we loaded
everything and it fits, it may be the
actual loading was done by an Air Force
ground crew. Since it doesn't seem
appropriate that this highly trained
team would be expected to perform such
arduous labor, that is loading 90,000 lb
of equipment and supplies. Although
judging from the way they had been
treated thus far, it wouldn't
necessarily be out of the question. In
fact, that may very well uh be what
happened since a ground crew would have
to have very high security clearances.
The statement one prey said was probably
meant to be one prayer said
and would seem to accord with the chapel
scene in Close Encounters where the
clergyman delivers a final prayer to the
team and refers to them as pilgrims.
Since the commander says still able to
write this, it appears that at this
stage his diary was handwritten.
Although we learn later that the diaries
of all other team members were recorded
on cassette tape. Eventually the
commander also reverted to voice
recording. Okay, interesting.
And a small little appendix here.
Obviously the team commander cannot sit
next to himself. He means 203. He has
gotten the number wrong. Not surprising
since he can't think straight. Okay.
Yeah. Fair. Fair enough.
And that is chapter 8, the meeting. We
learn about the commander. We're
starting to understand the psychology of
the people aboard. I'm very interested
in learning more about these characters,
how they're going to integrate, how
they're going to
cope,
whether or not they actually are sitting
next to an EBE. That's incredibly
concerning and strange. And how this all
plays out. So, here we go. Chapter 9,
folks. The voyage. Now we learn about
interdimensional travel, potentially
wormholes, or just straight up linear
propulsion.
Let's see.
In his 11th and 12th emails, Anonymous
sent a verbatim description of the
entire trip written by the team
commander in his diary. So, we have all
the details of the team experience from
the start of the journey until they
landed on Serpo. In this chapter,
interspersed with author commentary, we
present a firsthand account of this
amazing voyage of 40 light years or 400
trillion km, 240 trillion miles through
interstellar space. It lasted only 10
months. That means they traveled at
about 40 times the speed of light. It
would be impossible to achieve that
velocity with any known means of
propulsion, no matter how exotic. The
only explanation for this is time
travel. As we know from the work of
Albert Einstein and Herman Mcmanowski,
time is the fourth dimension of space.
So we must now speak of the space-time
continuum. The time dimension is
sometimes referred to as the time
domain. The Ebans have obviously
developed the technology to travel in
the time domain. Apparently there are
portals to this domain at known points
in the cosmos. These are now called
wormholes. Cplate 10. Travel through a
traversible wormhole is really travel
through time and is faster than the
speed of light. However, it takes time
and precise stellar navigation to get to
and from the wormholes.
And this accounts for the 10 months. Ah,
okay. This makes sense. I like this.
We're back. I'm back, baby. The team
commander is evidently speaking of
travel through the wormhole when he says
in his diary, "We all will feel better
once the craft goes out of this time
wave," as he calls it, referring to an
alien. Oh, wow. It was dark, but we
could make out wavy lines. Maybe some
sort of distortion in time. We must be
moving faster than light speed, but we
can't see anything out the window.
It is very interesting that the
commander was able to contemplate the
possibility of traveling faster than
light speed at that time 1965
since scientifically it was considered
impossible based on the Einsteinian
determinations. Now it is not unusual
for sci-fi writers and scientists to
speak of superliminal speed. For more
information about the even means of
propulsion from a DIA scientist in reply
to two questions sent into the website
see appendix 6. Okay, apparently we have
some more detailed explanation of time
travel. I would love nothing more than
to be enlightened by this DIA physicist.
A screaming match. Okay, the secondary
entry by the team commander on day one
describes the arrival at the rendevous
craft, which I will now refer to as the
mother ship and the beginning of the
actual star voyage. Mother ship is an
appropriate designation since we learn
later that it carried multiple smaller
ships. Day one, entry two. We made it to
the rendevous craft.
Don't know where they are, but it seemed
like we all fainted or were really
confused during this trip. According to
my wristwatch, it took about 6 hours or
maybe more.
We left at 13:25
and it is 1939,
but not sure of the day. We flew into
the big ship. We're standing in a bay or
something. There are many EBEs helping
us. They seem to understand that we are
confused.
The cargo was offloaded in one big move.
The platform containing the cargo is
moved without unloading the individual
cargo. The ship looks like the inside of
a real big building. Ceiling is about
100 ft high in this area of the ship.
Okay, we are being moved into another
part of the ship. Okay, we moved to
another room or area.
What a big ship.
Just can't describe how big it is. It
took us about 15 minutes to walk out of
our area.
Seems like it is something special for
us. The chairs are bigger, but there are
only 10 of them. Okay, I guess 203 and
myself will sit in a different location
above these seats.
We are moved by some sort of elevator,
but I can't understand how it worked.
Everyone's hungry. We have our backpacks
containing some sea rats and I guess we
eat now,
but must ask the MVC. Can't find him and
I can't communicate with the two EB's
here.
He seemed to be real nice. 420 linguist
number one. try to use his language
skills.
Almost funny. Sounds like a screaming
match. We just use sign language
indicated we wanted to eat. One of the
EBE brought us a container with
something. Doesn't look good, but I
think it's their food. Looks like mush
or oatmeal. 899 will taste it. Well, 899
said it tastes like paper. Think we'll
all stick to Seats. Okay. MVC finally
showed up. Told us we begin trip soon.
two mills. I think he means minutes,
but don't really know.
Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to eat
before leaving. We don't feel any
weightlessness, and we don't feel dizzy.
We don't know what to expect from this
point on. They are indicating we must
sit in the chairs.
Okay, I love this. I love all of this.
This is amazing. I like this character.
I think this is so much fun. The their
food being mush. Once again, I will
refer to this molecular biologist who uh
you know apparently wrote this paper on
Reddit uh about the anatomy. If you want
to watch that video, by the way, uh I
think it's the anatomy of a gray alien
on my channel, Gray's Anatomy, if you
will. And u they talk about how these
how these beings have no teeth. And so
whatever they ingest was probably in a
liquid form
and it was like a high copper content or
something like this. Uh but I like the
idea of them just eating paperier-mâché
that their mush tastes like paper is uh
super funny. Someone should really hook
them up with like rigetony or something.
You know what I mean?
or like applesauce. I think they would
freak out at applesauce. Um,
we learn from this that the Ebans have
obviously developed a type of
anti-gravity technology that allows them
to cancel out the weight of massive
objects so that they can be easily
pushed into another position.
There is no other explanation for how
they were able to offload 45 tons of
equipment from the shuttle craft to the
mother ship so quickly and effortlessly.
The diary tells us that this was done in
one big move without taking the
individual items off the platform. So
that means the platform itself was
moved. It's surprising that the team
commander didn't marvel at that. a
platform holding three jeeps, 10
motorcycles, six tractors, eight power
generators, and much more had to be very
large.
We learned in the previous chapter uh in
the first entry for day one in the team
commander's diary that the cargo was
loaded onto the Eban shuttle craft by
the team itself or by ground crew. In
that entry, the team commander said,
"Okay, we loaded everything and it fits,
but we have to transfer all of it onto
the bigger ship once we get to the
rendevous point. We stored the cargo in
the lower level. So, it appears that the
team loaded all the supplies, equipment,
and vehicles directly onto a single
movable platform within the first level
of the Eben shuttle craft. Because it
was all placed on one platform, the
Ebans were able to just move the loaded
platform onto the mother ship. This is
very interesting. There is a case I
believe this was brought forward in the
in one of the Steven Greer
uh press conferences that he did for
like the World Press Association or the
National Press Club or whatever it was
uh where he had whistleblowers come
forward. And then there was one where
there was this contractor that was taken
I believe in Nevada to an underground
facility like bag over the head, guns in
the back of the head, don't look up type
deal. and they were walking through this
underground facility when he looked up
and he saw this large sort of obelisk
stone being levitated.
>> This monolithic slab that if I had to
estimate would be well over 100 tons.
Absolutely nothing holding it up. You
can see by the picture there's another
boulder directly behind it. It was flat
on the ground. There were two other
people beside it. I could only see hills
and feet. To the right you could see
what looked like a boulder. And all
three of these that I could tell had
this box on top that was black with
spires that came off and I couldn't tell
where it was connected, but it obviously
had something to do with the levitation.
The one to the right was being spun by
the personnel that you could see in the
picture.
>> And so that would uh make a lot of
sense. These entries in the skipper
diary settle once and for all all the
speculation about how the pyramids of
Egypt, Stonehenge, and all the other
massive ancient megalithic
archaeological sites were built. C plate
11. If the Ebans have this weightless
technology, we can reasonably assume
that it is commonly used throughout the
galaxy and that the ancient astronauts
all knew about it. The big question now
is, was the secret shared with us? If
so, that means that we have probably had
this capability since 1965. It
absolutely boggles the mind to realize
what this could mean to our earthly
industries if this technology was given
to them. Certainly, we could do away
with cranes uh and skyscrapers can be
built in about half the time. The
building materials could be floated up
to each floor in minutes. We could
conceivably uh have floating towns and
cities. Vehicles would no longer lead
roadways and could zip along above the
streets. If this information lies buried
somewhere in the Air Force vaults, then
we can begin to appreciate the magnitude
of the social, technological, and
industrial revolutions that will occur
once these secrets are revealed.
You know, one thing that's occurred to
me is like if we if we talk about having
these floating cities or cars like the
Jetson sort of, you know, uh floating
around, um car accidents would be far
more uh catastrophic.
Could you imagine you're on your way to
school and just like somebody throws an
apple out of the window or something?
All the little things that we experience
driving, those aren't going away once
we're in the air. They're probably just
going to get worse.
I think that's a big issue, too. Maybe
something we think about after we get
floating cars. Okay, we really felt
dizzy. The team suffered considerable
discomfort during the first part of the
journey as described in the team
commander day two entry. Here we go. Day
two.
I'm not sure just how long we were in
the containers. We sat in the chairs and
a clear container was placed over us and
the chair. We were isolated in this
bubble or sphere. We could breathe.
Okay. Could see out, but we really felt
dizzy and confused.
I think I fell asleep or fainted. I
think this is another day, but my watch
says 1 hour since we sat, but I think it
is the next day. Our time instruments
are located in our backpacks which are
stored in another area of this room.
We are still in these spheres, but it
seems okay. Well, 899 figured out how to
get out because he's standing up. He
opened my sphere.
Not sure if we should be out of this
thing. 899 said that an EBE came in and
looked at us and left. Other team
members sleeping, 899 and myself walking
around this room. I retrieved the time
instruments. Seems like we have been
traveling for about 24 hours or so. No
windows to see. Originally, we were told
that it would take about 270 of our
days. Okay.
Ebe came in and pointed to the chairs.
Guess we need to go back and get into
them.
I dreamt of Earth. The following entry
in the team commander's diary has no day
associated with it and seems to be
another description of day two since it
gives more details of that first travel
day on the mother ship. But at this
point, they're well along in their
journey. The commander is so disoriented
that he doesn't realize that he's
already written about this first day of
travel and covers much of the same
ground. He apparently has no memory of
his previous diary entry. In this
section, we learn that one man
is missing.
Whoa.
I dreamt of Earth.
I really had some vivid dreams of
Colorado, the mountains, the snow, and
my family. It was as if I was really
there.
I had no worries and never thought of my
situation inside the foreign spaceship.
Then I awoke.
I was confused and disoriented. I was in
a bowl. well, looked like a bowl to me.
I don't remember how I got here. My
first thought was to my crew. I pushed
open the top of this glass bowl and it
opened. I heard a hissing sound coming
from the seams or seals. I looked around
and I saw I was inside a room. Not a
room I remember, but all of us were
inside these glass bowls. All the other
crew members were asleep. I climbed out
and I realized my legs were sore. But I
climbed out, went to each glass bowl and
checked on the crew. I found only 11 of
us. Somebody's missing. But who? I'm so
confused.
I'm also very thirsty. I I can't find
any of those water bottles.
We had some, but I can't find any. My
eyes are really having a problem
focusing, but I'm writing this in my
log. I have to record everything. I
found number.
He's alive. Who's missing? I have to
look at each bowl. This room is large.
The ceilings like a bed mattress. Looks
like a bed mattress. The walls of this
room are soft.
Not very much in this room except for
the bowls and some tubes running from
the bowls to the floor. I see lights
flashing on the bottom of each bowl.
There are bright lights on the ceiling
inside the mattress or something. I
can't open these bowls. I tried
everything. I must get some help from
the Ebans.
I found a door, but it won't open.
We are the specimens.
I can't remember how we open the doors.
How long have we been inside these
bowls? Can't seem to remember much.
Maybe the traveling in space causes
problems with a person's mind. They told
us this during training, but we never
had anyone travel this far in space
before. We are the specimens.
Maybe I should go back into the bowl.
Maybe I woke too early. My wristwatch
says it's 1800 hours. But what day? What
month? What year? How long have I been
asleep?
The floor seems to be soft with wires
running in a crisscross pattern. See
some type of television screen in the
corner of the room. Think it might
monitor the other bowls.
I can't read anything on the screen
because it is in Eban language.
I do make out lines, maybe health
monitoring lines on the screen. I hope
that means everyone's breathing and
alive.
But we are missing one man. Did I forget
something?
Did someone die?
I can't remember.
I have some type of rash on my hands.
Real burning sensation.
Maybe it is radiation burns or
something.
But where are the radiation monitors we
had in our packs?
Where are survival packs? I can't find
anything. I'm returning to the bull. I'm
lying down. I will stop making entries
in this diary.
We have no idea what day it is. Entry.
Since I'm not sure of what day it is, I
won't state a day as to my entry. I'll
just say entry.
We're all sick,
dizzy, upset stomachs. 7754 gave us
medicine to settle our stomachs, but we
really feel bad.
We seem to be unable to focus our eyes
and seem to not know which way to turn
up or down or don't know the way to sit
down.
Really bad feeling. Medicine helps a
little. We are able to eat a little. 700
and 754 tell us to eat and drink the
water we brought along. We are doing
that and feel a little better. Can't
concentrate on anything so I can't write
anymore right now. Feel a lot better.
EBEs came in and did something to the
room. It all seems clear and we're not
so confused and dizzy. We ate again and
drink more water. Feeling a lot better.
We're out of the sphere, but must stay
in them at certain times. EBE showed us
a series of lights above the entry
panel. Green and red and white lights.
If the light is red, we must sit in the
sphere. If the light is white, we are
okay. Maybe he never explained the green
light. Maybe that isn't good. We have no
idea what day it is, only that it is
2319. Our date recorder isn't working
very well, according to 633, scientist
number one.
He thinks we have been going for 10
days, but not really sure.
We've been confined to this room for the
entire time. I think this room was made
for us and we are safe in this room.
Maybe it wouldn't be wise to leave it.
No weightlessness.
Don't know how they do it, but we do
feel a little lightheaded when we walk.
Seems room is pressurized. Ears are
popping a lot. If we have to sit in this
room for 270 days, we will be really
bored.
We can't really do much on all our
equipment is packed away. We have our
backpacks,
but they only contain a few items. We
want to clean up but can't find a
bathroom except for the containers we
are using to relieve ourselves.
They are small metal containers that are
emptied by the EBE every now and then.
EBBE brings us food. Their food. We
tried it and it tastes like paper.
Really no taste, but maybe it's
something special for space travel. 700
is eating it. He seems okay, but it is
upsetting his bowels. Your water is
milky looking but tastes like apples.
Strange.
See, maybe they would like applesauce.
Antimatter propulsion
entry.
It's been a long time since I've made an
entry. We are guessing we have been on
the ship for 25 days, but we might be
off by about 5 days.
We were locked into our sphere for a
long period of time. We had to leave in
order to relieve ourselves. And finally,
we were able to open the sphere. But
when we did, we all got sick. Really
sick. Dizzy, confused, and some couldn't
walk. We had trouble urinating and
moving our bowels. 700 and 754 who ate
the EBE food. Didn't seem to be as sick
as us. They treated us with medicine.
EBBE came in and pointed a bluish light
on our heads. He felt better, much
better after this. But he pointed to the
shares and we figured we must get back
into them. We showed him our waste
containers and pointed to the chairs in
a confused manner. He understood and
left the room. EBBE came back with small
containers we could place inside the
sphere. He also brought in small jugs of
milky liquid and made a motion for us to
drink it.
So, we went back into the sphere and
just sat there with the waste containers
and the jug of the milky stuff. We drank
that and seemed to be better except 518,
the biologist, who seemed to be sick.
But we were cautioned to stay inside the
sphere.
Halfway home.
We learned now that the alien craft
exited the time domain at approximately
the halfway point. The team members now
felt much better and were able to move
freely about the ship and to explore and
ask questions. Apparently, the team
member felt sick and dizzy only when
traveling through the time domain. This
is important information for NASA and
for future man space probes from Earth.
Certainly, our bioscientists will be
able to develop some sort of medication
to counter this problem. Maybe Mother
Sil's seasick pills would do the trick.
The halfway point in the journey still
leaves about 20 light years or 200
trillion km to go. It appears the Ebans
travel through space using very advanced
onboard propulsion. We learn here that
they may have been using antimatter
technology. Cplay 12 entry.
I don't have any idea how long we stayed
in that sphere this time, but EBBE came
in and made a motion for us to come out.
We were able to move around without
being dizzy or sick. EBBE have allowed
us to leave the room. We walked along a
very narrow hallway for a long period of
time, maybe 20 minutes. We then got into
some sort of elevator which moved fast
because we could feel the motion. We
came into a very large room that
contained many Ebans sitting in seats.
Maybe this is the control center. Our
escort made a motion to go into the
room. We could see control panels which
contained many lights. There were four
different stations containing six
evenbans each. They were in levels. The
top level inside the room contained just
one seat. One Eban was sitting in that
chair who figured he must be the pilot
or commander seemed busy with an
instrument panel. There were many
television screens, but all showed Eban
language and a series of lines, both
vertical and horizontal. Maybe some sort
of graph.
We were able to wander around without
any even bothering us. 633 and 661
scientist number two were really
interested in this. 633 seemed better.
There was one window,
but we could not see anything. It was
dark, but we could make out wavy lines.
Maybe some sort of distortion in time.
We must be moving faster than light
speed, but we couldn't see anything out
the window. Negative matter versus
positive matter. Okay, NVC finally
arrived. He explains in broken English
that we are halfway to the home planet.
Everything is functioning properly and
we will all feel better once the craft
gets out of this time wave, as he calls
it. NBC says we can walk around any part
of the ship, but we must stay together.
We must be shown how to operate the
movement centers.
We're thinking he's referring to the
elevators. It seems simple, just placing
your hand on one of the operating
lights. White and red. White moves it.
Red stops [music] it. We hear some type
of ringing sound, but NVC says it's only
space sounds. Whatever he means by that.
We were able to walk around the ship,
but it's so large it is difficult to
understand how such a large ship can
move so fast. 633 wants to see the
engines. MVC takes four of us to the
engine room or whatever they wish to
call the room. It contains large, very
large metal containers. They are in a
circle with the ends of each pointing
into the center. Many pipes or some type
of large tubes connect them. In the
center of these containers is a copper
colored coil or something looking like a
coil. There's a bright light being
shined from a point above into the
center of the coil. We hear a very dull
hum, but no major loud sounds. 661
thinks it's a negative matter versus
positive matter system. Ah, yes, the old
negative versus positive matter system.
I should have guessed.
We know that 661 was a scientist. His
speculation that perhaps the Ebans were
using some form of antimatter propulsion
at the time was amazing since that
possibility wasn't entertained then,
even in classified scientific ranks.
This team was well chosen.
and we're all apparently highly
intelligent and forward thinking.
Now, we have learned from Robert Lazar,
who worked on reverse engineering alien
craft at Area 51 in the 1980s that the
aliens used antimatter reactions to
power their craft utilizing superheavy
substance called element 115, an element
not found on Earth. Since Lazar's
revelations, scientists at Lawrence
Liverour Laboratory in collaboration
with Russian scientists in Duba, Russia
have been able to create element 115 by
bombarding other more stable elements
and have also now created even heavier
atoms. Element 116 and element 118. All
these atoms are very unstable and have
short half- lives but are highly
radioactive. Element 115 has been
assigned to the symbol UUP and named
anentium.
All these elements have now been added
to the periodic table. Petition to call
element 115 Lazarium.
Someone commented that in one of the
videos once and I was like, I would sign
that petition.
Death of 308. Oh no. The following entry
in the team's commander diary was
evidently written as they were nearing
the end of the journey. Apparently, they
all slept through most of the journey,
and each time they woke up, they had
little or no memory of what had
previously transpired. We learn later
that 308, team pilot number two, died of
a pulmonary embolism.
I'm awake again. Ebees are in the room.
My bowl is open. Some of my crew are
walking around. The Ebans are helping
them. I climbed out of my bowl. The
English-speaking Eban sees me and I ask
him if everyone in my crew is all right.
He doesn't understand. All right.
I point to the crew. I say 11. Where is
number 12? EB1 then points to a bowl
that is empty and says Earthman is not
living. Okay. Someone died. But who? My
crew is walking around in a state of
confusion. I I can't get anyone's
attention.
They look like the living dead. I asked
EB1, "What is wrong with them?" EB1
replied, "Space sick, but will not be
sick soon." Okay, that makes sense. I
have no idea how long. We are still
flying, but don't know how long. EB1
brings some fluids and something looking
like a biscuit. Fluid tastes like chalk.
Biscuit doesn't have any taste. We all
eat it and drink the fluid. Almost
instantly, we feel better.
Okay, get organized. Told 203 to round
up all crew. Found 308, team pilot
number two, missing. Must be the dead
crew member. EB1 came back and led me to
308. He was in bull. Something like a
coffin.
7754 will examine 308. EB1 cautioned us
not to take 308 out. Don't understand
the caution. 7754 is here.
I tried to tell EB1 that these guys are
our doctors and must examine 308. EB1
said no because of infection.
I guess 308 must have had some sort of
infection and it could be contagious.
But is 308 dead? Don't know. We will
take EB1's advice. 7754 just looked into
the bowl and said it looks like 308 is
dead. Everyone else looks okay. The
fluids and biscuit must have contained
some type of energy food. We can focus
our eyes and actually think.
No one can remember how we got into this
room. All our equipment is here.
Everyone is concerned about our status.
EBEs are friendly, but won't tell us
much. 899 is concerned with being locked
into a room. 633 and 661 thinks we
should be keeping busy. I agree. I order
everyone to get their packs and ration
belts, inventory everything inside, and
see if something's missing. that will
occupy the team for some time. My
wristwatch says it's 0400, but what day?
Date, don't know. Very strange not being
able to gauge time.
We have no reference inside this room or
the spaceship. The year clock that we
brought will be unpacked once we can get
to the stowed gear. We don't know where
that is.
Wow.
Very very interesting. Lots to take in
here. So, it just seems like they got
space sick.
Uh they're eating these strange
colorless, tasteless, odorless rations.
Very on brand for, you know,
biosynthetic organisms or potentially,
you know, bio-engineered artificial
intelligence to eat things that taste
like paper.
Um,
you know, for anyone wondering out
there, well, what's their art like? Do
they have art? They do they enjoy food
and dance and music? It seems like they
don't.
I for one am glad to not have been
incarnated into the body of one of these
dull grays. They seem so boring.
Um, perhaps why the mantids and the
Nordics are a little more appealing than
the grays. They're just so bland.
like get a hobby,
you know. Um,
so one of them's dead, 11 left. One that
died was pilot number two.
I don't think they'll need any pilots,
though. They've, you know, unless they
try to escape Serpo. Um, this is very
interesting. I'm very excited to read
chapter 10 and learn more about the
planet. We never get to hear about the
planets. We hear about the ships.
seldom hear about the, you know, the
grays and their interactions with each
other, but never do we hear about the
planets. We do have, you know, books
from uh people like Wendell Stevens who
have covered cases like uh Culus or all
these other sort of uh strange planets
that people were apparently taken to and
shown. But but you know, Zeta Reticuli
or Serpo or the Ebans, uh I've not yet
heard of this. My guess, I'm just going
to go on a on a hunch here, is that it's
going to be underground
binary star system, but their atmosphere
has been destroyed and irdiated, which
accounts for how they look and their
giant eyeballs because they've all had
to uh sort of cower under, you know, the
surface. I think that that's what we're
going to expect. I don't expect anything
on the surface. I could be wrong. If so,
maybe they're in suits or maybe it's
Yeah, maybe it's a lush rainforest. I
don't know. But I'm very eager to find
out. And I hope you will all join me for
the next installment, Secret Journey to
Planet Serpo. Serpo Serpo,
the true story of interplanetary travel.
Folks, this is a really fun read. I do
enjoy this. It is stretching my
imagination. By no means do I believe
any of it, but I'm not in the I'm not in
the business of believing or
disbelieving.
Um, I am in the business of being highly
entertained by this. And perhaps
perhaps what if any of this was true?
Could you imagine
how insane that would be? Anyways, I'm
very excited for uh the next episode,
the next read through. I will not get
ahead of myself. I will wait for you
guys and we will read it together.
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