Meetings of September 3rd and 4th, 2015
The existence of a secret space program has been meticulously and carefully hidden from the American public, and the world at large, for well over 75 years.
As you know if you have read this site or watched our weekly Cosmic Disclosure series on Gaiam TV, I grew up in a world that is so far beyond the limits of most people’s imagination that they would immediately write my experiences off as fiction.
Most UFO enthusiasts believe the US government acquired working ET spacecraft from the Roswell crash of 1947 – almost 70 years ago. Many also believe these craft were successfully “reverse engineered,” giving them the ability to effortlessly travel throughout our solar system – and beyond.
Even with the crude rocket technology of the 1960s, we were able to send people to the moon, land craft there and drive rovers around on the surface.
However, people still hit a severe mental roadblock in imagining that our own reverse-engineered craft were flown to the Moon, Mars and elsewhere, and were used to build bases there out of local materials.
Is it possible that a secret space program could have existed without us knowing about it? Absolutely.
The Manhattan Project developed the nuclear bomb. It was in operation for seven years, employed well over 120,000 people, conscripted multiple secret facilities all over the US, and hardly any of its own employees knew what they were working on until the bombs detonated.
Remember: not one person in the Manhattan Project squealed. Not one. Not ever. The penalty for speaking out was terrifying enough to ensure complete compliance. Therefore it is absolutely possible that an even more advanced program could have been generated, on a much larger scale, and still exist to this day -- without any public awareness.
Let me assure you: the Secret Space Program [SSP] is an absolute fact. The bases are out there. They are vast in size, scope and technology. Our planet is now crumbling in a Greater Depression because a majority of our wealth has been siphoned off to build this vast, interplanetary infrastructure.
Did it really cost NASA 209 billion dollars to launch the Space Shuttle a few times a year? No. Did the Stealth bombers really cost 2 billion dollars apiece to build? No. Did the Pentagon really “lose” 2.1 trillion dollars, as Donald Rumsfeld announced the day before 9/11? No.
I have seen the vast, glittering facilities our money has built with my own eyes -- through the windows and transparent panels of advanced spacecraft. I have landed in those craft and walked in those bases. I have met the people who live and work there. I have seen their faces and spoken to them just like I am speaking to you now.
There are millions of other people, originally born here on Earth, who have shared my experiences. Regrettably, hardly any of them have spoken out thus far – since the threat of doing so can very easily be lethal, and it is nearly impossible to return to Earth once you enter into this world.
Many have been a part of this world only to be “blank slated”, have screen memories implanted then returned to live out rather mundane lives. Some of the people who have been robbed of these amazing memories and experiences are some of the strongest skeptics of these topics.
We quickly discovered that our own solar system is literally teeming with intelligent civilizations -- from many different points of origin. Some of them are extremely benevolent, some are extremely negative and others are just visiting, without really picking a side.
The reason so many different types of UFOs have been seen is that there are many, many different civilizations operating in our airspace – with a tremendous diversity of technologies available to them.
The SSP has been owned and controlled by a very dark aspect of our planet for some time – an intergenerational cult dating back to at least the Roman Empire. Many have called these “Secret Earth Government Syndicates” the Illuminati or Cabal.
Their main business is building hyper-advanced technology – and they have gotten quite good at it. As impossible as this may seem, I was told they are now engaging in regular trade with over 900 different intelligent civilizations.
If anyone shows up who has something newer and better than the old stuff, they will quickly find a way to acquire it and mass-produce it – no matter how unethical or brutal the methods required.
Since these secret earth government syndicates have very negative spiritual beliefs, they ended up allying with the most evil and powerful ET group of all – a confederacy of reptilian humanoid races collectively known as the Draco.
It is a sad but accurate fact that the vast majority of those who have joined the SSP are made to take part in brutal and terrifying situations intended to ensure they can never escape, and will never speak out even if they did. I was personally forced into many situations that were deeply traumatic and have forever altered my perspective on reality.
Several years ago, an alliance formed within this group to restore peace and freedom to our planet, and release the marvelous technologies that are being held back – but they faced towering obstacles.
For many years, Hollywood movies, financed by these same corporate interests, inundated us with film after film of an “alien invasion.” Any and all such visitors were portrayed as brutal, terrifying villains who must be destroyed at all costs.
These films were intended to seed our collective consciousness with fear and terror – a xenophobic hatred of all intelligent civilizations other than our own.
The plan was to eventually strike us in a mass “Alien 9/11,” with huge armadas of reverse-engineered craft. In this event they could wipe out any opposing areas or countries they wanted – just level them flat. The phoenix they hoped to rise from these ashes would be a global “New World Order” to fight this so-called “alien” menace.
Of course, they would own and control the whole thing themselves. That was the plan. However, they failed to realize that benevolent ET civilizations held them on a very tight leash, and they would never be permitted to carry through with these plans.
A giant, Neptune-sized sphere visited the outer planets of our solar system in the 1980s. It was confronted by our people and asked to leave, which it did willingly. Many more spheres began appearing in the late 1990s into the early 2000s.
Then, in approximately the year 2012, another 100-plus spheres arrived. These spheres were of colossal size – with three approximate size categories corresponding to the Moon, Neptune and Jupiter in circumference.
The beings associated with these spheres were very highly advanced. They do not require technology to travel throughout the universe or accomplish any of their goals. Even to the most advanced ETs in contact with our SSP, these new folks are on an entirely different level – and far more advanced.
The SSP believed that the benevolent ETs were bound by a “Prime Directive” that forced them not to interfere. For many years, that was true. As it turns out, the Prime Directive was always intended for our own protection – so these negative groups would never actually be able to completely conquer and overthrow our planet.
David Wilcock worked since the mid-1990s to spread the word about the greater reality we live in, and along the way came in contact with many high-level insiders with a surprisingly deep knowledge of these classified subjects.
After I began disclosing my knowledge to him, and finding countless connections with what other insiders told him, a wild rollercoaster of unforeseen events led to me coming forward and revealing my true name and identity to the world – at great personal cost.
Only a few months after this was done, the beings within these spheres contacted the SSP and asked for me by name. I had not worked for them for many years and this was the most profoundly life-altering event I have ever been through since I was first contacted by the Blue Avians a little over four 4 years prior.
Protocol and paperwork was thrown to the side as I was brought back into a world I had only had seldom, brief contact with since the 1980s.
Suddenly, I was being asked to speak on behalf of these beings – the Sphere Alliance – as their delegate. This included addressing the SSP as well as a group of over 40 different intelligent civilizations known as the Super-Federation, who have been running 22 different genetic programs on humanity for thousands and thousands of years.
Again… I understand that this story seems extremely farfetched. Let me remind you that I had everything to lose – including a six-figure-a-year salary – and nothing to gain by coming forward.
The Gaiam TV job does not pay enough to support my family. It has only been through your conscientious donations that I have been able to continue doing this at all.
The people in the SSP Alliance had a team member who we are calling Lt. Col. Gonzales, who had been in contact with the Sphere Alliance for about four years – roughly the same length of time as I had been.
Gonzales was the SSP’s choice for a delegate. I was an outsider – a has-been who lacked the training and expertise to be brought into such a role. That was their feeling. As a result, I was ridiculed and harassed when I was brought back into their world.
Tensions mounted as they continued to look for flaws and see me as unworthy of the role I was given. I suppose it is human nature to look for character defects in others, particularly if they have been given some position of authority – whether they wanted the job or not.
In order to fully understand the background of all my experiences, it is necessary to read previous articles on this site and / or to watch the Cosmic Disclosure series.
I had found myself in an awkward position in recent weeks after I had some meetings with the SSP Alliance Council that became very heated and personal.
They told me, flat out, that they did not want me to be involved in future delegation meetings -- and that Gonzales had proved to be far more adept as a diplomat than I had.
Furthermore, I had upset some of the Super Federation members by providing detailed information about some of them at our most recent Gaiam TV recording of Cosmic Disclosure, which hasn’t even aired yet. It was made pretty clear that they were trying to force me out of the position I was in, and have Gonzales take my place.
Recently, the Sphere Being Alliance indicated that they would not honor the SSP Alliance Council and the Super Federation Council’s requests that I be replaced. This led to a meeting with explosive tension where I really lost my cool, as did they. There was yelling, aggression and cursing. I am by no means spiritually superior, and this has been as stressful on me as it has on them.
We had a couple of meetings after this first explosive one where things settled down, and we exchanged mutual apologies. Ultimately we all want the same thing – to free humanity, and our entire solar system, from the rule of these corrupt secret earth government syndicates, and the highly evil groups that have been controlling them.
As a group, the SSP has now been sharing ideas and guidance to help shape my own future, as well as that of humanity as a whole, in a more constructive manner. I am simply the first of many insiders who will be coming forward and revealing the full scope of what has gone on for so long.
As I have said before, the NSA held a vast treasure-trove of SSP documents for blackmail purposes. Snowden captured all of this data in his epic hack. The encryption was only very recently broken.
Once the public is aware and angry enough to hear the truth, such as in the aftermath of a highly upsetting economic collapse, this documentation will be released in a vast data dump. And it will utterly transform reality as we know it in a matter of days.
The AD or “After Disclosure” society will be so radically different that every film, every TV show, every blog, every YouTube video, every book, every article, everything from before the event will be as antique and quaint as a black-and-white silent film with a scratchy, bouncy piano soundtrack.
We will realize the awesome scope of deception that worked against us for not hundreds, but literally thousands of years. It will be a time of grief and healing as we are forced to accept the truth of our past, and direct our attention towards co-creating a much bigger and brighter future.
In these same meetings, I found out that Gonzales had attended a couple of Super Federation conferences without my knowledge. He had also attended a newly formed council of Ancient Earth Breakaway Civilizations.
I was aware that advanced civilizations had come and gone from Earth’s surface in our distant past. They used their own advanced technology to terraform vast pockets inside the earth with all the comforts of home. This provided them with a protective barrier against whatever enemies, both natural and extraterrestrial, threatened them on the surface – including cataclysmic natural disasters.
In my time at the SSP, I had access to “smart-glass pads” that were similar to an Ipad, which revealed some of the civilizations living and warring inside the earth. Some of them were more humanlike and familiar, whereas certain others were reptilian. One particularly nasty race was called the Raptors, and had hideous reptilian features as well as a scrawny plume of feathers running down their backs.
This Ancient Earth council, by comparison, was comprised of the more humanlike groups. They were aware of some of the other opposing factions, but were not in alliance with them. The humanlike groups decided to sort out their differences with one another out of necessity after a rise in conflicts with various other subterranean groups.
I was informed that I would be attending meetings with this Ancient Earth council in the near future. This very much excited and intrigued my curiosity. At the same time, these meetings have brought me face to face with highly negative groups, including the Draco “White Royal”, so I always have a certain sense of dread when facing any new experiences of this type.
Not long after I found out I would be meeting this unforeseen new group, I was contacted and given a date and time for when it would happen. I was given no other information about the groups I would meet or what to expect, which I have started to become accustomed to.
On the date of the meeting I expected to travel via a blue orb, as I would normally do for any meeting. This is not how SSP people usually travel by any means. It is a portal system used by the Sphere Alliance that seems to involve the use of a living, conscious being – the blue orb – as the facilitator of a nearly instantaneous journey to wherever I need to go.
I made sure I was up and out of bed at the proper time, in the middle of the night. I expected to experience the travel procedure that has now become a normal occurrence. Ten minutes passed and nothing had happened. I walked into my living room.
I stood in the living room for a few more minutes and nothing happened. There have been times in the past where meetings were scheduled and they just never occurred, and only later would I find out there had been interference or problems that necessitated their delay.
I decided that since I was already awake, and the meeting was not going to happen, I would get on the computer and catch up on emails and Facebook posts.
I was standing at the foot of my couch when there was a bright flash of light. I felt a strange static electrical sensation for a moment and then noticed I was not in my house any longer. My eyes were a bit blurry, both from it being very early morning and from the unexpected flash of light.
I found myself in a very large and perfectly polished granite room that was round, with a domed ceiling.
There were two men in beautiful silk robes and silk fabric sandals standing there. They were standing on either side of an arched doorway. There were similar doorways on all four sides of the room with two men standing sentry. Each of the two men looked slightly different in ethnicity and build. Each man was also wearing a large gold pendant with a different symbol on it.
I stood there and looked from door to door. None of the men acknowledged me or acted as if they even noticed that I had just appeared out of nowhere in the room with them.
I stood there silently, not knowing whether to call out to them and ask any questions. I once again found myself in a situation with no preparation or intelligence on what to expect or how to engage those that I encountered.
Soon afterwards, I heard the sounds of people coming down what sounded like a corridor in the direction of one of the doors. I then saw five figures emerge from the doorway and head in my direction. They all removed their hoods at the same time as they approached me.
I immediately saw Gonzales walking behind a rather tall and beautiful woman with white hair. She had narrow facial features and large blue eyes. She appeared to be around thirty years of age.
Gonzales had a smirk on his face. I immediately knew it was because the roles were reversed and he had me at a disadvantage. It is very common for soldiers thrown into extreme circumstances to have a buddy-buddy relationship that can involve sarcastic ribbing of each other to help dissipate the tension.
In the past, I had been the focal-point and he was feeling a bit confused and kept in the dark. Now the tables had turned. I was in the same uncomfortable position Gonzales had been in before.
The group stopped about 20 feet away from me. Gonzales conversed with them and then approached me alone.
The woman and two others turned and left the way they came. This left one male, with the same basic features as the woman, standing 20 feet away from me.
When Gonzales got close enough I reached out to shake his hand. He put both his hands up and took a step back.
“We have to get you cleansed and changed first. I don’t want to have to go through the whole process again.”
He then turned and started walking towards the person standing close by, and motioned for me to follow.
I asked him what was going on. He said they are very serious about their cleansing ceremonies prior to entering the “Womb of Isis”.
I tried not to make a strange face and just followed him.
We walked towards the doorway that he emerged from. As we entered, I could see there was a symbol etched over the archway with laser-like precision.
This symbol appeared over all of the doorways in the area we spent our time in. It was two intersecting circles inside an oval.
The door led to a long, smooth corridor that was also carved out of the same granite-like rock. I could hear the echoing sound of water running over rocks while in the tunnel-like corridor.
When we had reached what appeared to be the halfway point, there was a door to the left that led into a brightly-lit room where the sound of water was coming from.
This door had an eight-pointed star on each side. There was a gold star on the left side and a red one on the right. The gold star was slightly larger and positioned a bit higher than the red star.
The man that was walking behind us stopped at the door and turned his back to it. We entered in and I saw a beautiful waterfall that was flowing through a port-like opening in the ceiling.
There were off-white stalactites hanging from the opening, and what looked like milk-white water pouring down onto a statue of a goddess. The water then ran off the statue and drained into a pool that the statue was standing in.
The goddess statue had a visible buildup of mineral deposits. The surrounding pool had an opening that created another small waterfall, which drained into a wider pool that was closer to the floor.
After I had taken in the view of the water feature, I looked over at Gonzales. He told me to remove all of my clothing and place it next to his -- on a stone pedestal that rose about 3 feet out of the polished stone floor.
I noticed other pedestals with folded-up garments of different colors sitting on top of them. There were also what looked like thin gold crowns or tiaras laying on top of these garments.
I looked at him and told him I had no idea what was going on. I would really appreciate an explanation, right away, as to why I was being asked to disrobe. I also wanted to know what other strange requests I might receive.
Gonzales seemed to be enjoying himself a little too much at my expense, and that didn’t improve my mood.
He then smiled and told me to relax. He stated that these subterranean groups are very much into Venus and goddess worship, and that they reference their sanctuaries as being the “womb of the Earth”. It is holy ground -- and we have to respect their cultural and spiritual practices.
I was already shivering a little bit from wearing the black exercise shorts and blue tee shirt in the already cool environment. Gonzales saw the hesitation on my face. He told me not to be so shy. He said he would turn around, but that he had to instruct me in the cleansing process.
He told me that if I was uncomfortable with him seeing me naked, he would leave the room and send in the other person who watched and guided him through the process.
I shook my head and took off my clothes, folded and placed them on the pedestal. I was standing there totally humiliated. Gonzales was chuckling and trying not to look directly at me.
Right when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, the woman walked in with a folded robe, sandals and towels in her hands.
I exhaled in displeasure and glared at Gonzales, who was still enjoying my predicament way too much.
He took a step back so the woman could approach me.
She smiled and handed me the garment and towels. She bowed her head, turned and bowed her head to Gonzales, and then left the room.
After she had left the room, Gonzales broke out laughing. He walked over, took the items from me and set them down.
He made a joke about how cold it was in the room. He then began guiding me through the bathing and cleansing process. The water was ice cold.
After I had dried and placed the robe and sandals on the pedestal, he told me that I needed to remain quiet and respectful during this first visit and just observe.
He said that these groups have recently formed this council out of necessity. Some of them have a very long and complicated history with each other.
He also told me that these groups had an even more complicated history with surface civilizations – going back over many thousands of years. I was informed that they do not have the most positive view of us.
He further stated that these groups often come across as elitist and prejudiced against the surface population, and that I needed to keep my opinions on the matter to myself.
I was trying not to let my ego be a factor in the equation. Nonetheless, I was feeling a little frazzled after the public bath, being laughed at and then having Gonzales worry I was going to speak out of turn as I did at a previous meeting when there was a veiled threat against my family. This was in the Committee of 200 meeting that took place at the castle, detailed in earlier posts on this site.
I know Gonzales meant no harm and this was a part of his personality, but it was still a little soon. Some wounds were still fresh from the previous couple of meetings I had with the SSP Alliance Council, when things had gotten pretty heated.
I took a deep breath and cleared my mind of the prior emotional baggage, so that it would not be detected by our current hosts, who had greater intuitive abilities than any average human like us. I told Gonzales I understood, and was ready if he didn’t have anything else to add.
He then picked up on how frazzled I had been, and looked a bit concerned. He looked at me, tilted his head and started to say something.
Right then, the woman and three men walked a few paces into the room. They bowed their heads and looked at us. Gonzales then turned and walked towards them, motioning once again for me to follow him.
A few feet before we reached the others, they turned and walked out the door ahead of us. They turned left, and then continued on down the corridor.
The corridor then began to angle down and curve to the right, where it then widened into a rectangular room with tall ceiling. A larger door was directly ahead.
I then wondered to myself where all of the light was coming from. The corridor and rooms were well lit, but I had not seen any source for the lighting.
We stopped in the room and no one was speaking. I was looking around for the light source when the woman turned and spoke to me. Her voice had an accent I have never heard before.
In English, she said “the visible light is created by frequency.”
I was surprised and looked at her, but before I could say anything in response, another woman walked through the large door. She was wearing the same white silk robe, and was wearing the hood over the top of her head.
She looked at each of us, making eye contact with us one by one. Then she turned and went back out through the doorway without saying a word.
Somehow I knew immediately to put my hood on, as did everyone else. We walked through the door and then down a curved stone staircase, one level down. The stairs angled to the left. At the bottom, there was another doorway with the same symbol over the arch.
We began to file through the door and into the room, two by two.
There were people in the same robes sitting around an oval table. Other people were standing and sitting on stone benches, and they also wore the same robes.
I then began to notice that every person was wearing a pendant. The pendants were often different in appearance, and had various symbols on them.
I realized that these were the symbols of their groups. I noticed a few of them touching and tapping their pendants. They would then look down at what could only be described as holograms.
These pendants were not just a jewelry that represented their civilization or group. They were also a technology.
As Gonzales and I were being shown our seat at the front of the room, I got a good look at the stone table.
It had a large, golden eight-pointed star in the center, with a smaller eight-pointed red gem star to the bottom right of the gold star -- from our perspective.
The people who had guided us to this point seemed to be the hosts of the meeting. They were all wearing pendants that appeared to feature a stylized image of Saturn, including the rings.
Each of these pendants had a single jewel that was placed at a different location on the surface of the planet.
Gonzales later told me that the location of and type of gem represented where their particular region was located under the Earth.
One of the people with the Saturn pendants that had a rose colored gem at the bottom stood up from the table.
He introduced Gonzales and myself, as well as the names, designations and group names of those around the table and in the room.
As each person was introduced, they removed their hood.
Gonzales has asked that I withhold these names, designations and group names for a few reasons. The main reason is that he wanted to maintain their trust. He didn’t want a repeat of upsetting anyone, as happened recently when I went into detail about the types of non-terrestrials that attend the Super-Federation Conference.
This caused some of these Super-Federation members to request that Gonzales take my place at future meetings, a request that was denied.
I was never told not to share this information, but it was thrown in my face later during a meeting with the SSP Alliance Council as one of the reasons they wanted Gonzales to be the delegate and not me.
I have never had a problem admitting that Gonzales is more of a diplomat and a better public speaker than I am.
That decision, however, was not up to the SSP Alliance Council, Gonzales or myself -- unless I had turned down the invitation in the beginning.
I will share the symbols that were on the pendants of those in attendance at this meeting. When I got back home, I drew all of the symbols on a piece of paper and emailed it to my web administrator, who is also pretty good at rendering graphics.
From that sheet of paper, he created or found the images in this report, which are an excellent representation of what we saw on the pendants of these various subterranean groups.
These different people were obviously human, but they appeared ethnically different than anyone you would see on the surface.
There were people with stocky builds, African features and bronze skin. There were also people who appeared Asian and Indian, with different skin tones, including a very pale blue, and body types not normally associated with those ethnic groups on the surface.
There was a group that appeared very Mediterranean. There was a group that looked very much like a normal Caucasian from the earth’s surface. There were also the tall thin and pale people with white, blond, black and brown hair that were hosting this event.
The Mayan ancient breakaway civilization I have described in previous reports was not present at this meeting.
Within the group that wore the Saturn pendants, there were also people that looked similar, yet had slightly different body types.
In addition to the Saturn symbols, there was also a silver star, a gold “curved” swastika (though this was not a NAZI breakaway group,) an Omega symbol with an eight-pointed gold star in the center, and a symbol that looked like an hourglass. This may have been a stylized representation of the constellation of Orion.
I must admit that seeing that swastika symbol, along with some of their other terms and symbol sets, was unsettling enough that I almost buried this entire report. I am by no means anti-Semitic, and neither were any of these groups – though they seem to view all of us on the surface with varying degrees of disdain.
When I mentioned the swastika to David Wilcock, he shared with me that the Germans co-opted this symbol after seeing it featured in a mind-blowing lecture by Gurdjeff in the early 20th century.
Gurdjeff revealed the astonishing prevalence of this same symbol from cultures all over the earth – the Hindus, the Hopis, the Japanese, the Eskimos, the Greeks, the Romans, you name it -- on every continent except Antarctica.
This was one of the main symbols that their “gods” gave them to represent themselves. Gurdjeff saw it as obvious proof of an advanced, worldwide intelligent civilization, which attracted the Germans to it.
Gurdjeff was likely drawing off of a highly-contentious Yale University study from 1898 [http://www.richardcassaro.com/tag/1898-yale-university-study] that was later banned as the Nazis rose to power. Widespread attempts were made to sanitize this study from the academic record, though it still survives.
After the person at the table had made the introductions, I realized that seven different groups were being represented -- even though three of them were obviously allied or genetically related.
Each group was made up of three representatives. The room we were in was repeatedly referred to as “The Womb of Isis.” I found out later that this was a temple complex reserved for spiritual and political events.
Most of the groups were made up of one or two women, except the group with the eight-pointed star symbol inside the Greek Omega character, which was made up entirely of men.
The obvious leader of this group made reference to the “Prince of Venus, the Morning Star and the Bearer of Light” several times. This was deeply unsettling to me because of obvious association of Lucifer with these terms.
I picked up on the energy of the other groups, and they all seemed very uncomfortable with this particular group, which was not surprising. One of the other groups has a well-known and powerful fleet of craft that the secret space programs have developed a healthy respect for -- and I recognized them and their symbol immediately.
The discussions between these groups then began. They were asked by the person doing the introductions to speak English for their guests, but this didn’t last long.
They would speak English and then switch over to some other language. Gonzales later told me this was a pre-Akkadian tongue that has long since died out on the surface of the planet. Then they would switch back over to English yet again.
There were also exchanges in a couple of other long-gone languages. Telepathic communication took place between individuals in the room as well. It was naturally all very confusing and hard for me to follow.
I was able to make out that they were discussing attacks that had occurred against various subterranean cities, and the casualties that occurred.
They also discussed the betrayals they had suffered from certain secret societies and groups on the surface that they previously thought they had under their control.
I was able to determine that their enemies on the surface now had technology that allowed them to locate their cities and bypass their defenses. The people on the surface had developed exotic weapons that could penetrate to the greatest depths and do tremendous damage.
This meant that all bets were off. These surface groups had now become their violent and ruthless enemies. They felt vulnerable and threatened, and needed to rely upon one another for protection.
They also spoke of the surface people building more and more of their own cities under the surface, and polluting the very delicate subterranean ecosystem in the process.
They also were having to deal with recent skirmishes with a variety of very nasty non-human subterranean groups. This was causing them a great deal of concern.
It became clear that all of these mounting pressures had caused them to form an alliance with one another – something that would have hitherto seemed almost impossible to fathom.
This discussion went on for about two hours, and we were only able to follow a small amount of what was said. Then, the leader of the “Omega/Eight Pointed Star” group invited Gonzales to speak.
Gonzales later told me that this person was not showing the proper respect to his hosts by doing so. Gonzales knew the protocols between these groups, and sought to follow them as carefully as possible.
Gonzales looked to the woman wearing the Saturn pendant with the rose colored jewel, and she gave him the nod to proceed. He then stood and spoke from where he was sitting right next to me. I was not in a position to look up at him when he spoke, so I looked around the room while he was taking.
Gonzales addressed each group by name, and thanked them for their invitation to participate as a representative of the Alliance. He expressed his appreciation to the group that was hosting this council meeting.
He further stated that it was an honor to receive and host their small delegation, which had traveled to one of the SSP Alliance outposts in the Kuiper Belt at great personal risk in the weeks prior.
Gonzales said that despite some significant differences in points of view, and the former alliances that had been in direct conflict with what we were all now hoping to achieve, he was here to relay the hopes of the SSP Alliance Council that an understanding could be reached between all parties.
This would include changes in how these groups engaged the governments and civilians that they were in contact with on the surface of the planet.
He paused, and I could see he was choosing his words carefully. He was trying his best not to broadcast his thoughts and emotions to the highly perceptive audience.
He then looked up and delivered what seemed like a loosely-prepared speech that was short, and yet got right to the point.
He addressed the complicated history that these and other ancient human breakaway groups have had with surface civilizations – going back over tens of thousands of years.
He also addressed each group in the room, openly engaging them on their past and current deceptions with governments, militaries and civilians.
He ended his speech on the note that we are entering a new era that should involve open cooperation and honesty. I could feel the sudden rise of tension and mixed emotions and energy in the room as he said this.
Gonzales bowed his head and sat back down beside me, while keeping his gaze towards the delegation around the table.
They began to speak among themselves in a couple of different languages. At times they spoke past each other, or talked over each other. They were often motioning back at Gonzales and me in the process.
They were speaking calmly, but it was obvious that they were not pleased with at least some of what Gonzales had just communicated.
We then received a very condescending lecture from each of them about how we have no right to judge them with our limited understanding and knowledge.
They each described their perceptions of those of us on the surface as uncivilized barbarians who are diseased and genetically impure.
They said they were the only ones who had preserved the various original earth human bloodlines.
Wave after wave of refugees from nearby planets had since co-mingled their genetics with the original humans of this planet, and had taken over the surface world like a plague.
They stated that in the nearly 20 million years since the original human bloodlines had arisen on Earth, there had been four major cataclysms that had either changed the Earth’s axis, rotation or orbital path around the Sun.
Each time one of these events occurred, the “elite” or priest caste kept their genetic line pure through isolating themselves beneath the ground. These small groups survived while their surface counterpart civilizations perished.
Over oceans of time and smaller destructive events on the surface, which were still obviously catastrophic, nearly all signs of their former civilizations were erased from the memories of the survivors. Only myths and legends of advanced gods remained.
They stated that they would emerge from time to time to kick-start the civilization of the survivors who were the most closely related to them in terms of their genetics.
They claimed that these surviving races assumed they were the gods of their own ancient legends. It was decided that they would allow those they were assisting to believe they were gods, in order to keep their subterranean civilizations secret and secure.
They also stated that there were other planets in our solar system that were inhabited during this time period that were also suffering from extreme cataclysms.
To add to this incredible story, they stated that more and more advanced groups began to arrive from outside our solar system during and after these cataclysmic events.
These new groups began to take advantage of the situation, such as to farm and manipulate the genetics of the natives of this solar system.
They claimed that the Earth became the destination of the refugees from these other inhabited planets. Advanced ETs relocated these refugees here in several waves as cataclysms occurred on their home planets.
The refugee races were genetically similar to the original humans of Earth, but were much more aggressive.
It turned out that many of these refugees were from a very advanced civilization that had destroyed itself through war and high technology.
The use of some of these weapons not only caused destruction on an interplanetary scale, but generated a unique energy signature.
This energy signature attracted the attention of the ET groups that were now entering our Solar System in mass, and who then started up a genetic farming experiment.
The subterranean groups claimed that there had been an ancient civilization that had protected this region of the galaxy for literally billions of years.
They were referred to as “The Guardians,” and the Secret Space Program referred to them as the “Ancient Builder Race”. This was covered in previous episodes of Cosmic Disclosure and in writings on this site.
This Guardian race was extremely advanced. There were no other ET groups who would even think of violating their region of space.
The Guardians had long since disappeared from our frequency. They had created a protective field or technology within their domain that kept it safe for a vast amount of time after they had physically disappeared.
According to those telling this story, the residents of the other inhabited planets in our solar system unknowingly disrupted this protective technology put in place by the Guardians.
When they used their advanced weapons in aggression against other races, this caused a massively destructive chain of events to occur. This had the unfortunate consequence of disabling the protective field that had been in place, ensuring their protection and survival.
When the field went down, this sent out a signal to the rest of the cosmos like a beacon.
The survivors of those inhabited worlds within our solar system relocated to the Earth. They were extremely aggressive, and began to reproduce and interbreed with the original humans that were on the Earth’s surface.
It was not long before the subterranean groups saw this new mixed race as a threat to their existence. This new mixed race is the current surface population of the earth today.
Now more than ever, they knew they had to keep their civilizations secret to preserve their genetic integrity, and the security of hundreds of their ancient and cherished subterranean temples and cities.
They had the advanced technologies to both hide and defend themselves from these ET groups. They began to play a long-term strategic game against them, using the surface race that the ETs were so interested in as pawns.
They continued to appear to certain distant genetic relatives on the surface as gods and ascended teachers, to help them develop their civilizations and themselves spiritually. This was done in the hopes that they might be able to overcome the aggressive part of their genetic programming.
This effort has continued right up until the present time.
They decided to start presenting themselves as ETs from other star systems when the surface population became more technologically sophisticated.
They say that will continue to do this to keep the people they make contact with looking to the stars, instead of beneath their feet.
They further stated that our recent disclosure about their activities will be counteracted against with contradictory information and communications that they will make to their surface contacts.
The planted disinformation will state that there are indeed imposters, but they are in contact with the real ET group while the other contactees are only communicating with tricksters.
(To be perfectly clear, this is not to imply that all contactees fall under this category. The number however is quite vast. In Part 2 I will describe the area I was shown where hundreds of their people were reclined and reaching out to people on the surface with their minds. They had a series of additional programs where they were making physical contact with civilians on the surface in their craft.)
They said they will continue this practice until certain conditions have been met.
One of these conditions is that the surface population must remove the current control system, which is run by these same ET groups they have been working against.
Secondly, they will also need to see that the surface population has overcome its barbaric, uncivilized behavior and genetic programming.
They stated that they are not optimistic that we will be able to do accomplish this, even with the continued energetic changes or return and assistance of the Guardians. This was quite surprising to hear, as they were obviously referring to the Sphere Alliance as the Guardians.
[David Wilcock told me the Law of One series indicated that their civilization had evolved into a highly advanced state from their origins on our planet Venus, 1.2 billion years ago.
Since I have been personally asked by the Sphere Alliance to read the Law of One, this is a very interesting correlation. David said it is a “game changer” that ties many loose ends of the story together.
The Ancient Builder Race left behind a vast collection of pyramids, obelisks and other such structures throughout our solar system, often made out of a glass-like alloy of transparent aluminum. A variety of these artifacts still exist within vast cavities below the Earth’s surface.]
These subterranean groups are under the impression that after a full disclosure event and the removal of the manipulative ETs from our solar system, it will still take several generations for us to heal and evolve as a civilization.
Only then will we be able to have open contact with their civilizations as equals.
They were not exactly thrilled about forming this new council, or reaching out to the SSP Alliance Council to request contact with the newly-returned “Guardians.”
Apparently the Guardians were not going to contact them on their own. If they wanted any access at all, they had to work with us as a team.
They flatly stated that they were doing this under duress. Their alliance was forced into existence by the vast array of problems they were having. This included the lethal resistance they were encountering from various subterranean ET refugees and “ancient pre-human Earth races.”
Their problems were further compounded by the recent betrayals they had suffered from certain secret societies and kingships of the surface population.
They stated they were well aware that various members of the SSP Alliance had been involved in crimes against humanity before they broke away -- to resist the activities of various ET and mixed surface-race groups.
They were reserving judgement of us, and of our point of view, just as we should reserve judgment of them and their point of view.
This was obviously a stalemate topic that could go no further. Gonzales stood up and quickly bowed his head to each of the people who were around the table and had been speaking.
He sat back down, leaned over and whispered, “That went well, didn’t it?”
I didn’t reply, because I was sitting there with all of this information that I had just heard flowing through my head. I was trying to tie it in with the established knowledge I had gained from the smart glass pads and the meetings with various other groups.
Much of this was new, or at least far more detailed than anything I had heard before. I was also wondering how accurate it all was, since it was coming from a group that admittedly has been deceiving the surface population of Earth for many thousands of years.
These are indeed times for each of us to discern new information on a deeper level than our established belief systems. It is clearly going to take more than talk and promises for us to be able to trust people who have admitted to deceiving us, and who have only formed an alliance out of the fear of their own annihilation.
I was deep in thought when I heard some voices that now sounded a mile away. Everyone around stood up and placed their hoods back on their heads, so I quickly did the same.
Each of the seven groups uttered a very short statement in this pre-Akkadian language. They then began to line up at the only doorway into the room – this “Womb of Isis.”
No one was talking, and all you could hear was the shuffling of feet and robes as they waited for the hosts to dismiss everyone from the room.
After a few moments, everyone began slowly moving through the door. I was still going over all of the information I had just heard in my head.
We all worked our way back the way we came, through the series of winding stairs, twists and curves. We returned to where we had originally found ourselves in the main corridor.
Now we were walking up a slight incline towards the room with the ceremonial water feature. This would then lead us directly back to the very large domed room I had originally arrived in.
I mentally prepared myself to have to go back into the cleansing room and face the possibility of another public nudity scenario – this time with a much larger audience.
Then I noticed the group ahead of us passed right by the door to this room, and headed directly into another large domed room.
Just as I was feeling a modicum of relief, I felt a tap to my left arm by Gonzales.
I glanced back to see him now stopped a couple paces behind me. He was standing there along with two of the striking women from the host group.
He was looking past me at the rest of the group, while holding his finger to his lips. He was clearly indicating that he wanted me to keep silent.
I looked back and could see bright flashes of light coming from the large domed room the rest of the group had moved into.
I turned and moved to stand next to Gonzales. He was quietly standing there at ease, with one hand holding his wrist.
I had already noticed that one of the women kept looking over at me from time to time. Now I felt that she had something to say.
As soon as the lights stopped flashing at the end of the hall, the woman who had greeted me on arrival and delivered the garments in the cleansing room stepped forward.
She said “Please come with me. I have a personal request.” I was told that the delegation was visiting each of their local domains and some of them would be back for another purification or cleansing ceremony and I would imagine to retrieve their clothes.
Gonzales was looking at me with a confused expression on his face. Since she had addressed me directly, I told her I would be happy to hear her request.
She smiled, and said “Walk with me.” She began to walk towards the large room that I had arrived in.
Gonzales and the other woman walked together behind us, by about five paces. I expected an explanation, or to hear the request, but instead we began to walk for some time in silence.
We walked through the large domed room at the end of the corridor, went straight across the room and traveled on through the door on the other side.
The room was now empty. No one was standing sentry at the four doors.
We continued down another corridor that had more doors than the previous one. I forgot all about counting paces and doors, or any other intelligence-gathering methods we were supposed to do in a new facility per standard operating procedure (SOP.)
I could tell she had something serious to ask me. All sorts of things were going through my head. I was definitely nervous about whatever this might be leading up to. This took my mind off of all of the new data I had been trying to process a few minutes earlier.
Each of the rooms in this corridor had some sort of energy field or “hard light” covering them that prevented me from seeing inside of them.
We finally stopped at one of the doors after a few turns in the corridor. She tapped her pendant, and the doorway went translucent. Then I could see inside the room.
It appeared to be some sort of lounge or private quarters from what I could tell from the doorway.
She looked at Gonzales and his escort, and said “Please remain here.” Then she walked inside, turned and looked at me.
I looked over at Gonzales, who looked even more confused. I then walked inside the room with her. She tapped her pendant and the energy barrier reappeared over the doorway.
Being an introvert and a bit shy around women I do not know well, I began to feel nervous and a bit self-conscious.
She then began to telepathically interface with me. She asked me to relax. She wanted to know if I would share a childhood experience with her.
She went on to communicate that there was a very special place to her people that has been off limits to them for many hundreds of years.
She communicated that a nonhuman subterranean group had taken possession of this place.
They are an ancient species that are indigenous to the Earth, which she called the “Dal-Azag” (Feathered-Serpents).
She sent me a mental image of one of them. Even though I have never interacted with one, I recognized them from a database I had viewed on a smart-glass pad as the Raptors.
As I said before, these are some of the most tenacious and dangerous subterranean groups we are faced with. To us, they appear hideous-looking. They are carnivorous, highly aggressive and will attack and consume humans on sight.
She showed me an image of one of their ruling caste. This race has plumes of feathers running down the back of their heads and necks, almost like the crest of a bird.
I had read how they move in a jerky fashion much like birds. Now, her mental image gave me a much clearer vision of how they actually appear and move. It was definitely unsettling.
She communicated that this race has had a tenuous alliance with some of the factions of the surface human civilization.
These beings have allowed this surface group to venture down into their domain. However, this race required a gift of human flesh, just as in the time before the Spanish conquered the land above.
These human secret societies from the surface had no moral compunction against providing them with such gifts.
I had heard all of this before. Although it was horrible, I was not shocked. Other groups have similar arrangements.
She finally got to the part that concerned me in my own immediate present.
She was well aware that when I was an adolescent, I was taken to a deep crystal cavern where I was told the crystals were alive. I was with a group of other children at the time.
We were told not to touch the crystals, because it would harm them or they could harm us. We were asked to try to telepathically interface with the crystals.
I was one of many who had been able to successfully interface with these crystalline lifeforms.
[David Wilcock shared that this is another intriguing correspondence with the Law of One information. The series tells us that when the Earth was first prepped for human life, hyper-advanced crystals were placed inside the earth that had their own form of sentience.
The Law of One said these crystals were intended to work almost like what we would now think of as Internet servers. They answer the spiritual calls people make as they begin awakening.
The crystals are programmed to encourage people to be more loving and to meditate. These messages will appear in a variety of forms, including dreams, synchronicities and visions.
If these directions are then followed, the crystals signal more advanced benevolent groups to move in and provide far more nuanced and detailed spiritual instructions.
I had never before encountered this information when David told me this. It was one of dozens of fascinating correlations that arose once we began speaking with each other.]
I communicated back that I remembered the experience. I sent her a mental image of the cavern as well as the strange auroras of energy I saw around the crystals.
She closed her eyes and smiled. A large tear rolled down her thin cheek.
She asked if I would share my complete memory of that experience with her. I wasn’t sure what she meant. I asked her what this would entail.
She communicated that she would need to hold my hands, and that I would need to open my mind to her.
She communicated that in doing so, her mind would be opened up to me. This was considered a very intimate act of sharing among her people.
I communicated that I was not comfortable with opening my mind that completely to anyone, and that I would respectfully have to decline.
She explained that she is a high priestess, and that I would be giving her a gift she could then share with others.
It would also go a long way in establishing trust between our people, since there had been so little we had to offer them thus far in our negotiations.
She communicated that the residual information I had from my experience among these crystals was very important to them.
I turned and paced around the room. I was hashing over all of this in my head, and frantically calculating how this could go wrong in any number of ways.
If I open myself up like this to a foreign woman I just met, from a culture that had been antagonistic towards most of us until our common enemies forced them into an alliance, how will I be trusted with sensitive information in the future?
My standing with the SSP Alliance Council was already tenuous at best. The sphere beings seemed to have far more trust in me than anyone else did.
I respectfully asked her if I could consult with Gonzales before I gave her my answer.
She immediately turned and removed the barrier to the door, and invited Gonzales into the room. She then excused herself and stood outside.
Gonzales asked, “So, what has been going on in here?” He was looking around intently as he said this.
I told him the details of this “personal favor” that was requested of me, and of my operational security (OPSEC) and personal sovereignty concerns.
He told me that he understood my concerns, and that the SSP Alliance had not shared certain operational details with me out of security precautions.
He said that I was cleared to proceed unless there was “SBA” (Sphere Being Alliance) information or personal experiences with Raw-Tear-Eir that I wanted to keep confidential.
I told Gonzales that I was highly uncomfortable with doing this. However, she had communicated that it was very important to their people.
I said this seemed to be the only thing we had to offer them that they were interested in at the moment -- unless it was all just a ruse to get into my head and look for something else.
Gonzales said that this was certainly not the only thing we had to offer them.
They would not have formed this new council and gone out of their way to invite us if we didn’t have value to them – whether they were willing to admit it or not.
He said that I don’t report to him. Even if I did, he wouldn’t order me to go through with this if I felt so strongly against it.
He said it was completely up to me, but that it may be helpful if the information sharing is bidirectional. I might learn something that could be highly useful to the SSP Alliance.
Sighing, I told him I would talk to her. I asked him to please send her in on his way back out.
She briskly came back into the room. She quickly bowed her head and gazed intently into my eyes.
I communicated to her that I would move forward with her “Vulcan mind meld” as a sign of trust and good faith between our people. She was visibly pleased.
She walked over to the wall and then returned with a crystal goblet. It was filled with an amber liquid.
She took a drink and offered it to me. I asked her if it was a drug of some sort.
She communicated back that it was the “Elixir of Isis,” and was a wine made of a rare flower that only grows in the subterranean domain.
She took another sip and handed the goblet to me. She communicated that it was not necessary for the process, but was considered to be a customary part of the ceremony.
I told her I hoped she would not be offended if I declined. I then handed the goblet back to her.
She smiled, took a couple more sips of the elixir and then placed it on a table. The table was next to two chairs, and was beside something that was either a bench or small bed of some sort.
She communicated that I should sit down and get comfortable.
She seemed to be quite a bit more relaxed after she had partaken of this obviously potent elixir.
I sat down. She guided the other chair over so that it was positioned directly across from mine.
She then sat in the chair. She scooted to the edge of the seat.
She asked me to come closer. As I did, she took both of my hands into hers.
She put both of our hands together, palm to palm. She then clasped our fingers together. She closed her eyes.
Her skin was very soft and extremely warm. It was much warmer than normal.
She communicated that I should close my eyes, and clear my mind of all thoughts.
I used some protocols I had learned to clear my mind and get into a deeper state of consciousness.
Once I had done so, every part of my body started to tingle.
I felt my “astral self” being pulled towards her. I felt her energy and mine beginning to comingle.
I am not exactly sure how the process worked. It felt as if it was a blending of light bodies.
It was an extremely profound and powerful experience -- on a mind, body and spirit level.
I found myself at a clear disadvantage compared to her highly advanced mental development. Since she was apparently a high priestess among her people, she very likely had an even more powerful consciousness than everyone else did.
I was aware of her focused intent on certain memories of mine. At the same time, I was being flooded with what I perceived as over 130 years of her own memories.
Flash! Flash! Flash! I was jumping around through many different scenes from her life.
I caught glimpses of her in her priestess training and duties. I experienced what she felt in her time as a liaison between different secret societies in the U.S. and Europe.
I felt what it was like for her to meet U.S. and European military and government officials -- throughout different time periods.
I was clearly aware that she had assumed the role as an emissary from another star system – not revealing that she was part of a group that lived right here on earth all along.
There was a glimpse of a childhood friend that she loved. This friend was tragically killed in a subterranean raid by an “insectoid” type of non-terrestrial.
Then as she focused on my experience in the crystal cave, I began to automatically synchronize my focus on her from when she was the same age.
The experience only lasted for a few moments, but I had a profound sense of time dilation. It was as if time stood still in this whirlwind of sights, sounds and senses.
When it was all over, my body was quivering.
As I opened my eyes, I could see the same thing was happening to her.
We both leaned back in our chairs and sat quietly for a moment – reeling from the intensity of it all.
My body was still tingling all over. It was releasing endorphins that were quite pleasurable, but not in any sexual or erotic way.
Some may imagine or want to characterize the experience as carnal or sexual in nature, but this was something entirely different than that.
I felt her emotions, and she felt mine. We both began openly shedding tears as I realized exactly how important of a shared experience this was for her.
After a few moments of this, we stood up. She embraced me for some time. She thanked me for sharing myself with her.
I don’t think we have the words to explain how emotionally profound and beautiful of an experience this was.
One experience of this type could permanently and magnificently alter someone’s experience of themselves, and of life on earth, forever.
Afterwards, there was a definite sense of a bond and a knowing of each other on a deep level.
She told me that some among her people would not approve of her doing what she did with a “mixed person” from the surface.
Nonetheless, she was certain that the majority of her people would be very happy to share the experience that I had gifted them with.
This was a valuable step towards healing the divide that had occurred between our civilizations for many millennia.
She said she also hoped that I might understand why they have done the things they have done to manage the societies on the surface.
We are by no means as innocent and peaceful as most of us would like to believe.
The secretive, occult groups they had once attempted to negotiate treaties with on the surface had turned on them – savagely and with complete brutality.
These groups now had no problem with completely exterminating every last man, woman and child -- with no concern whatsoever for their safety, welfare or legacy.
Just as our own civilizations have often been forced to make compromises, they too have had to make hard choices for what they considered to be the greater good -- to protect their population.
I am aware that some folks on the internet think everything is a psy-op. Everything is a deception. Everything is a trick. Trust no one, believe nothing, and whatever you are told, the opposite is true.
Their fingers will immediately start clicking away with opinions that I either made this all up, or this is yet another Trojan horse intended to destroy us all.
I can honestly say that after having had an experience this profound, I do not believe there is any possible way she could have shielded a negative agenda from me.
This experience is akin to opening the floodgates into an arena of complete transparency and total honesty.
All is known. It is utterly impossible to present yourself as something other than who and what you really are within that shared, sacred space.
These people are frightened of us. We inherited very aggressive genetics from groups the refugee groups that were relocated to our planet as well as from genetic manipulation from groups such as the various “Grand Experiment ET’s” and the Draco that they themselves do not possess.
The most negative groups on the surface of the earth co-opted their sacred symbols and used them in the midst of detestable practices – including torture, human sacrifice and genocidal war. They themselves have deceived us pretending to be gods and benevolent extraterrestrials from a number of federations, commands, and star systems.
In this way, the secret earth government syndicates hoped to poison the well – making it utterly impossible for any reconciliation of our greater human family to ever occur.
It is possible that the genetic and spiritual changes we will go through as this energetic shift occurs are far more profound, rapid and positive than they may realize.
If nothing else, the future promises to be very interesting indeed. It is more obvious than ever that if we want a positive future each of us are responsible for manifesting it and not any savior ET or human gurus or groups.
After we had composed ourselves, she dropped the barrier to the room. We walked out to meet the other woman and a very curious Gonzales.
She said that if we had the time, she would like to show us around. Gonzales accepted without hesitation.
I found out later on that he had been wanting a tour of the last few cities he had been to in these prior meetings.
She took us down to a smaller domed room, not far away from where we were.
We walked to the center of the room, and she began to rub and tap her pendant.
There was a sudden flash of light. Once again, we were standing in a very large domed room that was made of a slightly darker shade of the same type of stone.
We walked outside of yet another door that had the same symbol over the arch.
We found ourselves in a massive cavern that was supported by what looked like natural pillars. They were both taller and bigger around than any skyscrapers I have ever seen.
There were people of all ages walking around in tight-fitting one-piece suits. The suits were either dark blue, dark red, yellow or green.
She said she would like to take us to the gardens first, and asked us to follow her.
There were very shiny craft that were flying around inside the cavern. They looked very much like something out of a 1950’s movie.
There were saucers, almost egg-shaped ovals and larger cigar-shaped vessels that were rounded on each end.
Gonzales pointed at one as it flew right through the cavern wall at high speed.
There were tall buildings that looked like they were molded or laser-cut out of this granite type rock.
There were also oval and round buildings that were domed and emitted light from every square inch of the structure.
We were only able to see a very small area within this cavern city as we soon came to another door in the wall.
We walked in and there was another corridor. When we entered, I immediately could smell pollen and plant life.
We emerged in yet another massive, domed cavern room. There we were, looking down on a massive amount of segmented crops and orchards of all sorts.
The plant life was growing very thick and lush in a hydroponic system that I couldn’t begin to estimate the size of.
She explained that the mineral rich water came in over a recycled composting material. It was then re-purified as it moved through the rocks to nourish the roots of the plants as it returned back to its source. Their civilization did not eat meat of any kind and sustained themselves entirely on plant life and various types of fungus including mushrooms.
The full-spectrum light was produced in the same way she had explained before.
They also used a particular type of crushed rocks, mixed with a type of crushed crystal as a medium for the plants to take root in.
This was to produce the healthiest high-vibratory crops possible, while also producing the highest yields.
She then said she wanted to take us to the park. We left the way we came, except we entered a back corridor that took us to another small domed room.
After another bright flash of light, we were now in an identical room.
As we were walking out of the arched doorway into another corridor, she warned us not to be alarmed at some of the animal life we may see.
She said many of the life forms that were running free on the Earth when they lived on the surface have been preserved, and now roam free in the park.
She insisted that they are not dangerous in their current state of development.
We then came out into the largest domed room we had seen yet. There were extremely tall trees, beautiful flowered shrubs and strange-looking colorful birds with very long tail feathers flying around everywhere.
There were sounds of many types of animals off in the background that we could not see.
There was a staircase that went along and up the wall, about halfway to the dome.
We climbed high enough up them to see over the tallest trees I have ever seen.
We were amazed to see a bright pale blue sky… and clouds.
Off in the distance, a giant obelisk pointed to some sort of plasma-ball light source, suspended high above the clouds.
There seemed to be an artificial weather and ecosystem setup in that room that was very advanced.
From our position on the stairs, we could see some type of deer that were hopping around this way and that way.
I was looking for some of these exotic animals that we would be unfamiliar with, but wasn’t seeing anything that out of the ordinary.
We climbed back down the stairs, and were walking around a short distance inside the tree line.
We were talking about how much we hoped to have a future on the surface someday, where we were living in balance with nature and there was no longer any deception or control system over the population.
The woman walking next to Gonzales once again stated that she didn’t think we had it in us to do so.
She felt that we were far too genetically and socially manipulated. It would take many generations for us to overcome our issues.
Gonzales looked at her and reminded her that their society pretended to be gods in the past.
They are still currently deceiving thousands of people by convincing them that they are benevolent extraterrestrial humans from other star systems even though they are delivering positive spiritual information. I couldn’t help thinking about the people who have accused me of doing something similar.
Gonzales said this has caused just as much harm as these various ETs have done in their own grand experiment.
She did not appreciate his remark.
She said, “There is no comparison between what we have done to protect our people, to try to enlighten your people, and what the other groups you mentioned have done.”
“Your population still lacks the spiritual and intellectual understanding to appreciate our situation, let alone their own.”
She and Gonzales continued their conversation. We walked towards a clearing to have a better look on the ground level.
I was walking with the person I had now formed a stronger bond with, and we began our own conversation.
I asked her about the language they spoke, and if they were related to the ancient Sumerian culture.
She communicated that her culture had indeed been very active with assisting that culture.
They helped them to develop agriculture and rebuild aspects of their civilization after one of the “minor cataclysmic events” had occurred.
She communicated that the Earth had been through major cycles of cataclysms that had changed its tilt, its orbital position from the Sun, and had displaced its surface crust.
Additionally, she said there had been a larger number of smaller events, which included quite a few asteroid impacts and super volcano eruptions.
During these minor cataclysmic events, her civilization as well as non-human subterranean civilizations had aided the “mixed race” people on the surface.
Sometimes they even offered some of them sanctuary in subterranean safe zones that were closer to the surface.
They would often pick and choose who they would save among the mixed races, and which undesired genetic lineages they would allow to perish on the surface.
If certain groups were predisposed towards rape, sadism, violence and cruelty, whereas other areas had developed far more benevolent societies, they were inclined to protect those who were the most spiritually sound.
If they did not do this, they could potentially expose themselves to great risks they were unprepared to take.
This was obviously quite a contentious subject, but again I was under strict instructions from Gonzales not to be judgmental towards these people, regardless of what I saw or heard. There was quite a lot I disagreed with and that had already been shared with her along with the crystal cave experience earlier.
She communicated that the “ET genetic farmers” followed the same types of practices, using different methods.
This was a way that all of these groups competed with each other in some sort of long-term strategic conflict on the surface.
I told her that there were many myths that seemed to somewhat match what she was saying.
Ancient Sumerian tablets told the story of the Anunnaki, who had created humanity as a slave race.
I then told her about how many of the surface population now believe there were ancient aliens that have been involved in our development from the dawn of our creation.
I explained how I had been meeting with the Super Federation, who had twenty-two competing genetic programs to manipulate human development on a genetic, social and spiritual level.
She smiled and communicated that maybe our next visit should be to their library.
Gonzales and his escort were deep in conversation. As we turned to walk towards them, we could hear elephant-type sounds in the far distance.
Then we heard the sound of a large cat that seemed very close by and was so powerful I felt the sound waves in my chest.
Gonzales and his escort were looking off in the direction of the sound. They looked back at us as we were heading back towards the entrance to the garden.
They turned and headed in the same direction that we were heading.
Once we were all at the entrance, the priestess who had been my escort stated that she was going to take me to one last location on the tour.
She seemed to know that Gonzales was scheduled to leave, and asked if he needed anything before he departed.
Gonzales stated that he appreciated them giving him a ride back to the operations base via one of their vessels.
He stated he would like to speak with me for a moment before he departed.
Both women headed through the door, leaving Gonzales and I alone in the entrance area of the garden.
He asked me if I was okay with him leaving me alone, and if I knew where I was headed next.
I told him I thought I would be fine, and that she was going to take me to their library.
He was visibly disappointed. He said this would not play well in his debriefing to the SSP Alliance Council. He wished we had been able to visit the library together, instead of these other locations.
He told me to remember as much as I could, and debrief him within forty-eight hours -- while the information was fresh in my mind.
He said he had to get going, and to enjoy myself with the cleansing ceremony when I was leaving. He had a huge grin on his face.
He then said, loudly enough for everyone to hear, “Lets go!”
We turned and walked through the door to where our escorts were waiting patiently.
We walked back the way we came, and went into the small domed room, standing together in the middle.
After the flash of light, I was then standing alone with my new friend.
We were in a polished white stone room, with a golden rod coming down from the ceiling.
The rod had a gold hand, holding what looked like a crystal ball in it.
[David Wilcock informed me that a very similar structure was alleged to be found by undersea explorers off the coast of Florida, around Bimini, as revealed by Charles Berlitz in “The Bermuda Triangle.” I was unaware of this connection before he pointed it out to me.]
I was looking up at the strange ornament above our heads when my escort put her arm inside mine. She guided me through the first rectangular door I had seen on this visit.
We walked into a very bright white stone room that was filled with chairs.
There were people sitting in the chairs, kicking back and relaxing, holding pendants in their hands and looking at holographic images.
She communicated that she wanted to show me something that I would find interesting and somewhat familiar.
We headed through another door and down one level of stairs.
We entered a room that was like the first one, except it had bookshelves much like you would see in a university library.
We started to walk down various aisles, and I saw tablets that were obviously very ancient.
They were both of the clay variety as well as others that were carved in different types of stone, some of which did not look natural.
There were also books that were bound in what looked like leather and materials that I wasn’t able to identify.
We then reached an area where there were books that were from the 18th through 21st centuries. They looked as if they could have been ordered from Amazon.com and put on the shelves a week prior.
She was standing, and I could tell she was very curious to see what my reaction would be as I saw these latest additions to their library.
I asked her if they had every book from the surface. She communicated that they did, but not in physical form.
They had the physical books of some of the subject matter they were most interested in following from the surface.
I noticed that among these titles, there were books in different languages that dealt with the topic of ancient aliens.
In Part II, we will cover the conversation we had about the Akkadian texts and our various translations of them.
According to them, the current era’s mythology we have has been built up around many mistranslations.
That being said, these subterranean groups have admittedly been deceptive with our past and current civilizations over many thousands of years.
We have to remember that when processing the information they are providing us with.
Much of it connects a lot of dots of information I had gained through the SSP from the smart-glass pads, while a lot of it is information that is rather new to me.
Much of this information is going to be very controversial. It is going to violate strongly-held beliefs and information that has developed into UFO religions for many people.
This was not an easy article for me to write. I was tempted to leave out a lot of information because I don’t want to see any more fragmentation among the “truther movement.”
After speaking with several people I trust, I have decided to deliver the information as it was experienced.
I will let each person use their own discernment, as well as decide if they are going to stick to certain theologies or keep an open mind.
When I was struggling with writing this article, I took time to write another update about keeping our reality bubbles permeable.
Gonzales has requested that I keep the locations, group names, titles and individual names out of this report.
I have done so to not cause diplomatic issues with this new council, or erase any gains we have made with them in our recent visit.
In Part II, we will also cover the end of my visit with this subterranean group, as well as a meeting I had with the SSP Alliance Council less than twenty-four hours later.
There was not only a debriefing of the meeting the day prior, but also a sharing of recent intelligence about developments with the earth-based alliance groups, as well as some other meetings that occurred during the time where I had a falling out with the SSP Alliance Council.
In closing, I want to point out that regardless of whether you choose to believe that these experiences I am having are real or not, I am doing my best to share this information as truthfully and responsibly as I possibly can.
There is a greater reality that all of these events are pointing us towards.
If I may borrow some data points from recent articles published by David Wilcock in my closing statements, a profound energetic change is definitely happening in our solar system. This is not a question of conjecture or possibility, but of documentable scientific fact.
We do know from numerous NASA studies that the sun and all the planets are undergoing dramatic energetic changes – becoming hotter, brighter and more magnetic.
These are all typically written off as a local change to each individual planet, related to its tilt angle to the sun – or other such seemingly individual and mundane factors.
Similarly, scientists such as Dr. John Hawks, an anthropologist from the University of Wisconsin, have revealed that our DNA is indeed undergoing very rapid evolutionary changes.
Specifically, Dr. Hawks has revealed that the entire human genome is seven percent different now than it was five thousand years ago.
This is vastly beyond the threshold provided by any currently-accepted evolutionary theories.
So when people say there is “no evidence” for any of that which I speak, they are being very selective in overlooking a vast body of data that has already been assembled and distributed.
Some of you have watched Cosmic Disclosure, my show with David Wilcock, and said you feel as if it is “building up to something big,” but you don’t know exactly what it is.
David is preparing an article that will emerge soon after I publish this one, which will attempt to tie some of these threads together.
All the evidence suggests that we are going through a profound evolutionary change as a society and a species. This will introduce us to a far broader view of “reality” than what we now entertain.
As the walls of secrecy collapse and many dark and hidden truths come to light, there will also be a great bounty of new information revealing that we are not alone – and giving us the tools to reach out to the stars.
I thank you for your support and generosity in helping assist us in moving towards our commonly-shared goal of a peaceful, prosperous and loving society that is not marred by the differences that are still tearing us apart.
I have never attempted to force anyone to read or view this material. I am only presenting what I have directly and personally experienced, and am then leaving it up to you to make up your own mind.
Though this next set of materials will be contentious, my role is to pass it along to you as I see it – not to attempt to pass judgments or edit it because I may have personal reservations.
With that being said, check back soon for Part Two – and I thank you for doing your part to help us move into a better and brighter future!
On a personal level I am greatly relieved to know, at the core of my being, that there are benevolent forces who are here to ensure that we will be able to reclaim our sovereignty and freedom.
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