Stonehenge Glyph
first discovered in 1995 by Beyond Boundaries
first discovered in 1995 by Beyond Boundaries
The millennium is to be upon us, and the secret of Edinburgh is about to be revealed. This is the story of Stargate Edinburgh, the seat of Kings and Gods, the nexus at which the destiny of mankind will be decided.
What you are about to hear is extraordinary and is built on the truth. There are places, references, events and facts within this briefing that are all relevant. It sounds mad, but it's close to the truth, far too strange to be fiction, the results of much research, some informed speculation, but the sheer weight of circumstantial evidence points to the astounding truth. Events which will happen in Edinburgh within the next 10 years will shape the final destiny of mankind on this planet.
For me, the story begins in 1980, in Edinburgh, Scotland. For others, there is a much more ancient reality behind Edinburgh and the Lothians, dark secrets, arcane bloodlines and a procession of alien beings and Scottish thrones receding into the mists of time - to the fabled remains of Atlantis, and the Watchers whose magical powers have stretched across the aeons and whose grasp on the temporary hopes of humanity today is still yet to be proven and put to the test. But it looks like that time is soon to come.
Britain, is the white isle of Atlantis, of the Hesperides, Thule, the isle of the dead, and isle of ancient tombs and underground secrets. Scotland is the holy land, sacred to the Romans for they put the ditch on the English side to protect it from the south. What terrible secrets, what terrible heresy occurred here that even the hands of medieval monks would alter the place names so drastically. What is the terrible secret of Edinburgh?
Why did JRR Tolkein base the Lord of the Rings around Edinburgh and Scotland? The Lothians were Lothlorien a magical and timeless kingdom. The returning King and his wandering company of Elohim, long-lived Atlanteans Tolkein called the Dunedain after the ancient city of Edinburgh would one day come again to claim the throne from the mortal men, the Stewards or Stewarts, that a new age may begin. - a Jerusalem of the ancient world written in the formerly banned books of Commis Beaumont.
These wandering immortals are called the Elohim, the Watchers or fallen angels, left here for the sin of nurturing and cloning the human race into existence, and for being the cause of the fall of the garden of Eden - those angels and the serpent who gave the clones made from the bone marrow of Adams rib, the knowledge that they could yet evolve. Are the serpents of Eden still around today in underground cities and faerie hills that are dotted all over Scotland, the Lothians and the East Coast? Could they be evolved and intelligent dinosaurs that survived the ice age warm underground and who look a lot like many of the ET's we see in films today?
Are the UFO's in the UFO hotspot around Edinburgh really all extra terrestrial or are they the beginning of a new dawn of civilisation in Scotland? The elves and faeries of the Lothians, Tolkeins magical kingdom of Lothlorien, are coming out to meet us.
There is an architectural folly - an ornamental building built on a midlothian estate that was built to demonstrate that Edinburgh was an ancient holy city surrounded by the the seven hills of a Scottish Jerusalem. Descending into the crypt, like Raiders of the Lost Ark, a staff one cubit long is placed in a receptacle, and at the transit of the sun, a shaft of light streaks down a carefully angled shaft creating a shadow that was anciently called the tena brosa - the shadow of the latitude of Jerusalem. What secrets lie within the buildings and monuments of the Lothians - an American church of Antioch claims that when all the dots are joined up we can clearly see a stargate - another Canadian organisation sees the city of Edinburgh as the world's Camelot.
Edinburgh was a secret and holy city, Camelot or seat of Arthur, and
the ancient kingdom of magic and teaching. Yet underground, the abductees
of Edinburgh and the Lothians are continually taken to the stone halls
of the elves or the greys as we now call them. Who were the mysterious
Dunedain as Tolkein calls them, or the Elohim or Watchers as they are
called in the Book of Enoch, the first book of Jude in Ethiopian Christianity,
and what were their doom? In the beginning, the world was populated by
intelligent dinosaurs, but comets and devastation saw their remnants set
up cities underground. 
The
colonists from Orion were beautiful people that looked like us, they had
vast powers of mind and what we would crudely call magic. Two hundred
Orion misfits, out of place for whatever reason in the mainstream Society
and civilisation at the Galactic Hub, were allocated farming and mining
supply duties on a colonial outpost on the Galactic rim by the company.
They were equipped with Cloning technology such that they could harvest
the planet's surface with agricultural workers,......and miners. A prior
agreement having been made for the development rights with the indigenous
Reptilian species.
The Reptilian species may have agreed to do this to benefit from the resulting Colony in many ways - though perhaps having another agenda. The Colony was established, and the 200 managers or Watchers,- El's, started to feel their rebellious psychology emerge as they studied the primitive social patterns of the clones. Perhaps they believed that they may never make it at the Hub, and or that they had a great deal to teach if only they could be given a chance - a chance that they were never permitted at the Hub - but some found themselves attracted to the female clones. The colonists went 'native'. They then started breeding and forming more complex social patterns, teaching various arts to this imperfect species. But things started to get out of hand as the more intelligent children misused the technology, fought wars and made hideous hybrid clones and the 'mythical monsters' of mankind - half man half fish / bull or bird etc. A plea was made by those of the human race that were stable to the Galactic Emperor, who dispatched a fleet to subdue what was now a rebellion backed by the reptile species and their allies. Many great works in this solar system were destroyed by the conflagration that followed, as battle became engaged on the planets around the Earth. The 200 Elohim were captured and imprisoned and judgment passed on them for having created the genetic shells which could be inhabited by lower, less evolved spirits. These having wreaked havoc and slaughter upon others.
The Elohim were then bound over on Earth on orders of the emperor to watch the following 15 millennia of slaughter as punishment for their crimes until the return of the Task Force in 2012 AD
The pyramids of Giza, and the mathematically gifted architecture, so heavy even the Bechtel Corporation, our largest 20th Century engineering company, could not build them, built to reflect the constellation of Orion. More, they contain evidence of harmonic theory and a knowledge so advanced that it would have taken a special science and a special set of senses to utilise it, some set of senses that are not at this time human. The pyramids are twinned with identical geometry to a temple in Thailand and show that a planetary mathematical grid was in place. The pyramids of China, South America and the mathematical temples of Europe, from Delos in Greece, to Rennes les Chateau in France, to Stonehenge and to Central Scotland, are evidence of a planetary civilisation of great advancement. Traces of the coca plant found in Egyptian mummies show us that an ancient and learned civilisation used to encompass the entire planet before the emperors death star got here and started melting and vitrifying all the forts with its high energy weapons in Asia, Central America and Scotland. The failure of the colony and the disruption of dark Elohim factions caused the good Elohim faction known to Celts as the Tuatha De Dannan to set sail from the devastation of Asia. At what point the Empire intervened it is not yet known, but wars followed them and the Elohim were then doomed to wander with their peoples but their base was Dunedain - Edinburgh! It was to Scotland that they brought the powerful black stone - the stone of destiny after the fall of Atlantis and other artefacts. It is said that one of the crimes of the Elohim resulted in the birth of giants. So who were the two giants in the stone sarcophagi at a grave near Cairnpapple Hill in West Lothian, people so big that their legs had to be broken at the knee to fold them into their coffins? Ancient Arthur and Merlin ruled these lands. Merlin a magician half lizard, like the legendary daughter of King Lot of the Lothians - hybrid children - a union of the reptilian elder races of Earth and the lowly clones of Orion the human race. Merlin is buried at Norham on the Tweed. The Firth of Forth translates as 'the way of ways' as it leads the traveller to the white isle of the Hesperides - to eat of its golden apples at Rossyln orchard. The alien Watchers or Elohim are immortal but focused their attention here in east central Scotland and up the east coast of Scotland to the charred and melted remains of the human forts around the faerie kingdom of Rosemarkie, known to locals as the centre of the Universe. Camaelyn, near Falkirk near the source of the Forth, is thought to be a site for Camelot, heart of the UFO Hotspot near Bonnybridge, where there have been thousands of sightings, and hundreds of abduction stories.
The seven apocalyptic hills that surround Edinburgh are spoken of in Revelations, whilst the several claimants to the bloodline of God and the throne of the holy land of Scotland, parade in the streets and in secret conclave - perhaps unaware that the Steward ship of the Stewarts is coming to an end - that the returning King will be an Alien. The Stewarts, it is said in many publications, are the descendants of Christ either on the male or magdalene side, yet no blood is purer than the 100% alien stock from which the original deliberately imperfect human clones were made.
Overhead, some of the most intensive activity of unidentified flying objects anywhere seen take place, from mass alien landings in Fife, the biggest recorded event of its kind in the world, to the thousands of erratic wandering stars and low level UFO's and Black Triangles seen over the rooftops of the Lothians. A video of one such was somehow acquired by a chap who flew into Edinburgh Airport on a private jet on loan from the Rockefeller Foundation and jetted the only best available evidence out of Scotland long before any Scottish researcher had heard about its existence. Other best available evidence of UFO's in Bathgate, certainly enough to fuel a public enquiry, was confiscated by a man pretending to work for the Newcastle branch of Bufora autumn 1997, but they have no record of such a thing, and the tape has, like the other video, never been seen again. Men-In-Black hound abductees, Black helicopters, Greys, - the bemused population of Falkirk and West Lothian think nothing of chasing the UFO's south down the motorway on a Friday night. Watches are set up at tarbrax near a reservoir, a site of a famous abduction, but little is seen in the hills other than strange uncommunicative American troops. Strange pizza vans with no lights and one aerial too many drive round in circles out on the desolate moors of Bonnybridge near the hotspot, and investigators are being impersonated by mysterious people. It has been impossible to borrow maps of underground Lothians from the national library at Causewayside. These - after an arduous interview process with someone from 'upstairs' are declared to be in transit somewhere - so say 2 researchers who had wanted the maps for different reasons. Meanwhile, newspapers, TV and media try to ridicule the hundreds of people coming forward, but can't laugh off the mounting camcorder footage as incoming to Edinburgh Airport. The corroborated photo of a Mexican hat type UFO over Princes Street which appeared in 1997s UFO Magazine, and others subsequently appearing in the evening news had everyone talking, but recent press silence doesn't indicate a lapse of activity here in 1998. What were all the strange little earthquakes that were heard in the mines at the east of Edinburgh - explosions - tunneling ?? Meanwhile, underground, the hum of machinery, the rumour of bases verified by abduction accounts, UFO's seen entering the warren of old mines, and an abductee meeting the Emperor Grey, a being with a long and authentic and undeniably Scottish heritage. He was asked - 'what do you want here' - the reply 'sanctuary' - the Priory of Torphichen, West Lothian is an ancient sanctuary in law.
Hadrian's Wall, contrary to popular belief was built by the Romans to protect this place from the South, the ditch, or vellum, is on the South side. The two walls that the Roman Empire built are on the mathematically spectacular 55 North and 56 North latitudes, which tells us that the Roman architects had a knowledge of the Global Grid system founded by Atlantis. The lead mines of Wanlockhead, the silver mines of Torphichen in west Lothian - were these and others the mines of Solomon? If Pontius Pilate was born in Killin, in Perthshire, and Arthur really sat in Edinburgh in between touring the rest of Britain in his flying saucer, or Vimana, as the Hindus called them, then most of the names we give to places in the ancient world are inaccurate according to Beaumont who says that Egypt or Gypos originally referred to a person who believed in life after death. We cannot tell for sure what the ancient Roman place stones say around Edinburgh because they have all been erased and defaced.
What crime was so vast that the Romans erased this region totally from history? In the National Museum Scotland is all that remains of a massive Bronze cast of a leader on a horse. It is the foot, hacked off and found in a sacked horde in the Borders. The significance of this statue is that the ancient world only had the resources and technology to cast two as big as that. One stood in Rome, the other in Jerusalem. The large Roman funerary lion pulled out of the sands on Edinburgh's cramond foreshore was undoubtedly one of a pair, and such grandeur was never seen at a Roman tomb in a mere wood stained frontier town.
What impossible conspiracy has kept us from the truth, for no mere human organisation could have kept this quiet for so long -What long lived clean up squad has removed all the evidence? It could only have been by alien intervention because humans aren't that good at keeping such an immense secret.
Did anyone insult the Galactic Emperor? What was this crime so great that the human race was split by the tower of Babel and the Celts forced to wander into confusion through the millennia. The answer must be here in Edinburgh. And was Jerusalem builded - here- in Scotland's green and pleasant land? It was said that the Merovingian Templar Dynasty was founded by a union with a reptile. Try looking at any folklore book dealing with world history from any culture on the planet that does not have the image of a serpent in it, by the way. The elves, known by more recent names as the zeta reticulans, who may also be part of an interstellar civilisation themselves, are the planets indigenous and elder race, and their bases and cities are dense around Edinburgh and east Scotland, i.e. the Pentland hills south of Edinburgh, the Lomond Hills, where there is also massive UFO activity, and the Dark Isle at Cromarty at Rosemarkie and the centre of the Universe. Known as the little angels in 3rd world countries where man is needy, they heal, but they are demonised by Hollywood and the G8 industrial countries as evil and soulless blood bathers. There has to be black and white, but none of us would want to annihilate the 6 billion humans on this world because some of its elite are evil, yet that's the story. The truth is that they can confer telepathy and technological gifts which can alter the balance of power and wealth in the rich western countries. If the population were thus educated, there would be no secret stone left unturned - truly a fearsome thought for some.
It is their hope to rebreed humanity as telepathic and more integrated, hence the Independence days and X-Files etc. There are dark elves and a dark lord, but the elflords and Elohim of Edain are the Good Guys, soon to emerge and reclaim their throne. The King, the alien known as King Arthur may be sleeping and politically inactive in the hills as the legends have it, but he may have to contend with Kings of Scotland, Kings of Europe, Kings of the World - who are due to pop up soon in Tibet as well from his underground abode in Agarti. There are legends of sleeping heroes and devils in the hills all over the world.
Yet
in the underground cities of the Lothians, beneath the sleepy coalmines
of Bathgate, Midlothian, Dechmont and the Calders - amid caverns lined
with sleeping and dreaming elves according to one abductee - the faerie
Queen is stirring.
These telepathic and advanced reptiles have the same social structure as a hive of bees, with drones, soldiers, nymphs, aristocracy and the Queen. These beings can materialise and dematerialise at will, and have the power to alter your physical frequency such that you can be floated through walls. Scotland's very first recorded abductee was the Rev Robert Kirk of Aberfoyle who in 1697 reported that the faeries could materialise and dematerialise by hardening bodies around themselves from the air. The smaller ones could drink energy through their pores,- much in the same way that has been reported by modern abductees, that the greys rub or bathe in a green substance to give themselves nutrition. The Rev Kirk said that the smaller drones took an interest in domestic matters and were called brownies, much in the same way that the inhabitants of the forests of Puerto Rico report these little people taking an interest in their domestic affairs. The elven civilisation is a network of cities underground Scotland. There are reputed to be various tribes of Elves in the Pentland and Eildon Hills, areas with strange mystical reputations. In the borders, Thomas the Rhymer came back from his abduction by the local faerie queen with an enigmatic prophesy that one day Scotland would come into its own, whilst in the Pentland hills, blocks of stone are said to move about at their own volition. There is high technology, as is seen flying about, and abductees report hybrid breeding experiments and re-education taking place somewhere near Edinburgh - more of this later.
Their focus is not on control and takeover but of co-evolution and symbiosis for mutual benefit. Their intent is to embrace the diversity of the human condition, diversity caused by the many skills and talents our cultures and form possess. They see the possibilities offered by a more advanced human being and will side with the returning King as he prepares to take on the Dark Forces of Chaos within and outwit the planet.
"Who are the forces of darkness then," I ask my friend Dangerous Dave. He tells me that there are three nasty evil races wanting a slice of this planet. Race 1 are the evil Greys from across the stars, Race 2 are shape changing Saurians, who allegedly have technology that can make them appear human, and race 3 are the men in black from the gangster planet of Marcabia. Unfortunately when Dave told me that the United Kingdom's leading, respected UFO journalist had told him that the Bimini Atoll nuclear test was intended to nuke an underwater Reptilian facility, even I was a bit perturbed at how an interstellar species failed to notice the longterm presence of this military operation. If they're that dumb we must have a chance. Now I used to laugh about the idea that beings could shape shift until I realised that folklore is full of this stuff; the Rakshasha from India, lycanthropy, and the diagrams on the Mayan pyramids that show a reptile in a machine and a human emerging. Also the Romans, according to Dave actually had a term for this phenomenon which was versae pellis - changing skin. Research into the Robert France case in the north of England suggests that a very sincere ordinary landlady got very scared when she saw this with one of her lodgers who had an annoying habit of answering questions before you asked them.
The greys here - our long term supporters hope to be a force for change. If humanity works with this race, the quality of life will increase and competition and aggression will lose its unnecessary qualities, the ills of 12 millennia will disappear and in the peaceful and nurturing mindset that will follow great works will begin.
As the hive of the Lothians or Lothlorien reactivates, the very fabric of our waking reality will begin to change. Whilst over the Lothians, star-like UFOs are buzzing about like bees, the people of Bathgate in the centre of the hive area have more chance of winning millions on the lottery than anywhere else in the UK Where once the magical woods of Elven Lothlorien once stood, is the Lottery Golden circle where dreams can become reality and one of the busiest UFO hotspots on the planet.
The forces of darkness have not been idle around Stargate Edinburgh. The social engineering by government, media and food additives as per the 1996-2001 Whitehall 5 year plan is an indication of a covert agenda for the people of Britain and Stargate Edinburgh. Hacked of a Whitehall database via the internet, the plan includes introducing the internet into schools, and an agenda for Extra Terrestrial Society in the UK. Half way between Edinburgh and Glasgow District, amongst the east - west motorways and railways, the New World Order have their base at Kirknewton, very near to the hive area - a massive underground facility at the east west railhead - though why railway trains may run to that underground city, one can only imagine. At Campbeltown in Kintyre, Black Triangles are seen slowly flying into hillsides near Macrihanish, a supposedly deserted American airbase, still guarded by Delta forces rather like an area 52. North of Stargate Edinburgh, the mass landing of ETs via a ship as big as Easter Road stadium, a Black Triangle, signalled the second invasion of Falklands - disgorging hundreds of Greys. The drones ran about the field building nests out of hay and saliva, whilst taller brown guards took charge of each unit, whilst a white supervisor would teleport about the field. - this in 1996.
Edinburgh
is currently full of Steward pretenders to the alien throne of the holy
bloodline and kingdom of Scotland, from the hallowed halls of Rosslyn
and the St Clairs of the grail line, to Bavaria, America, Canada, Belgium
and MI5 and their sister organisation D17 or special operations.
Rosslyn is part of some deeper mystery than the deep mystery apparent. The chapel, a carved Gnostic encyclopaedia, the green man, the grail, the true cross, the head of God, the ark of the covenant, the scrolls of Matthew, the scrolls of Jesus - and as someone has said - perhaps the entire crew of the Marie Celeste - all these wondrous books give us this stuff, but are we digging deep enough. At this nexus or Jerr, is there also an ancient underground facility used by the star gods as their ships launched into Galactic commerce at starport Auchendinny near Rosslin. Auchendinny translates as the 'fields of fire'. Could it be that the vast underground network rumoured to circulate around Rosslin and to link certain other local castles is part of a much older network, and that perhaps there is still important high technology to be discovered in that place of major significance to the human race? The ark of the covenant for instance used ultra low frequencies to tumble the walls of Jericho, the stone of destiny it is said is a transmitter to God or at least the galactic Emperor. The spear of Lugh, a powerful photon weapon was said to have created the wasteland with radioactive wounds that could not be healed. The grail or the cauldron of bran was also brought by the Elohim fleeing Atlantis. Could process and reprocess matter to manufacture food or healing capacity - like the matter to matter converters in Star Trek? And excalibur - in Tolkein's terms, this is the sword that was broken, the kingship that was sundered - and its time of reforging is near, the remaking of great powers to be wielded by the returning King in the last battle against the forces of darkness. These men in black are probably some Elohim who took the dark path those many millennia ago.
In the cities of the stargate / hive, strange things go on whilst the population sleeps.
Here is a typical example of the amazing things that go on in Edinburgh under the very noses of the population. In 1980 in Corstorphine a guy sharing a bedroom with his brother wakes up horrified but no amount of shaking can rouse his brother. A large silvery sphere at the foot of the bed starts to speak to him. At this he leaps out of bed and karate chops it in two - and it vanishes. In 1980, in Portobello, Edinburgh, near the biblical sounding Magdalenes, a large silvery sphere is seen drifting through a joiner's shop by two people. In 1980, in Portobello, Edinburgh near the biblical sounding port of Joppa, I'm lying in my bedroom at night at 10pm, watching little flourescent green balls slowly bounce over the books in my bookcase. Horrified, I look away, thinking I'm seeing things. Half an hour later I look again and they are still there. I sit up in bed because the room appears to be lit - as if there was a tablelamp in the corner - It wasn't a tablelamp - it was a 2-3 foot high silvery sparkling sphere hovering 3 foot above the carpet, casting a fizzy light and causing flickering shadows in the room. I was gobsmacked - it moved to the end of my bed and, a voice in my head said, don't be afraid - if you're afraid, pull the covers over your head. Well that seemed like the sensible thing to do, and I did so with my arms folded over my face. I come too 2 hours later and my arms are by my side, with my bedclothes folded down, and I am very tightly tucked in - so tightly in fact that I have to wrestle my shoulders to get free. I have memories of strange child-like grey people and a feeling that something wonderful had happened - of white rooms and scientists and many happy things. In my dreams I see them, bright and luminous in their cold dark caves, needing the warmth and light of human creativity to make their race a home. Up in Glencoe, after a gig in 1996, I am lying in my bunk bed in a room in the staff quarters, a dark winter sky outside, and into my mind appears this grey lady with dark eyes, with a black robe of the most beautiful and intricate weave, and she then embraced me, and suddenly I found myself underground, in a large cave looking up at windows and walkways high above. And I was shown a Throne room and there was a vacant throne with two smaller ones on either side standing on a dias with sunburst inlays, but the imagery was monochromatic and cold.
In January 1997 in my flat in Leith, a bright and luminous lady appears to me. She is considered beautiful by her own kind, she is eleven aristocracy. She wears a long white gown, her eyes are human like, almond shaped and beautiful, her hair is long silvery and wispy to her shoulders, she has beautiful lips, smiling. She wears a pearl necklace of large pearls, her thin arms are covered with long white evening gloves, her skin glows softly with an inner light. She is an ambassador, she wishes to instruct me in the ways of their society. I look into her eyes and my world instantaneously goes white, I can no longer see anything, my room has gone, my body has gone, all is white. I thought for a moment that I had died, but came to forgetting to note the time. Another abductee from the south of Edinburgh who has regular visits was driving along with his son in the back of the car when suddenly all went white for him. But it wasn't his imagination because his son cried out too having been surprised by the same thing. Another abductee from Meadowbank has shown me the diagrams and notes that record his frequent night visits, a man who is not too alarmed at the negative side of seeing minute triangular blood marks made by some implement on his pillow case. The photos which exist clearly show that this was no ordinary nosebleed. These worthies however seem to visit him regularly, intent on looking after his health. One night recently in 1998 he came back with a sun tan and if you knew the guy, you would realise how extraordinary a thing that is.
There are probably thoughts by the secret service that abductees are somehow under secret instruction going to relieve them of command. I could not think of a more horrible thing - and considering senior politicians in Scotland of retiral age are dropping like flies, who would be a politician. Stories hit the press of strange right wing ninjas and high priestesses wanting to become Queen of Scotland. It may be that Edinburgh Castle will be the command centre of a new City State ruled by Feudal Lords, high tech and martial arts - but under Edinburgh Castle Rock, under even the military bunker, there is a strange state of affairs. In 1980 when there had been a landslide in the castle rock at Johnstone Terrace, two ex-military people then in construction were called to brick up a crack that had appeared in the castle rock. The pair decided to squeeze inside to take a look, and they found themselves in a series of winding passageways that led behind the officers mess and eventually they could peer out one point and see Princes Street. They came to a shaft going down, and they dropped a stone to try to test the depth. Suddenly in front of them appeared this luminous green reptilian figure which proceeded to lope after them as they high tailed it to sanity and Johnstone Terrace. What amounts to corroboration may follow next. In what used to be a workshop in the buildings in Johnstone Terrace, the owners of the business were plagued by noises in their lowest cellar. Bravely going down to investigate, they were scared witless when they spotted a luminous green reptilian hopping about in the dark.
As that story broke, MI5 fed a local investigator the news that a respectable archeologist had discovered state secrets in an Edinburgh castle cellar that conclusively proved that the Duke of Edinburgh was an alien from the gangster Civilisation of Arcab -- where the Men in Black come from. Mind you, few would now find that incredible seeing that most of his public social comments appear to be off the planet. Marcab is an invention of Scientology guru L. Ron Hubbard who also said that we evolved from clams and that DC10s fly regularly between the stars.
The Men in Black do exist and must come from somewhere. I once met a couple of them when they turned up at my lodgings, an event of which I have very little memory. There were two, they were wearing grey pinstripes, like they were dressed for a wedding, tall 6 and a half, sallow complexion, fairly western eyes, lifeless but penetrating expressions, twins. They wanted me to explain my theory of relativity to them. All I remember was not wanting to tell them anything.
But there may indeed be a great deal of truth that evil extra terrestrial species are here for a piece of the action. Why don't they land on the Whitehouse lawn asked a skeptic. Well they've landed just about everywhere else. In fact just before the 1998 world cup a Flying Saucer hovered above a midweek football match in Ecuador in front of a crowd of 100,000 and the watching TV cameras. The footage was screened on Ecuador TV, but when asked, the London BBC TV News did not think that it was newsworthy - even as a 'finally' to relieve the monotony of the football. It would have been an ideal time to introduce user friendly ETs to a captive world audience. I mean everyone wasn't going to run screaming through the streets like headless chickens - these guys like football.
Information and disinformation, phone taps and strange internet connections that never get straight to the world wide web are daily hassles. Instead my dial up connection tours the military installations of Bristol and Cheltenham, Cambridge and 2 Linux mainframes in London. My internet company have confirmed that I do not connect to their service. 'Should I be talking to you' said the guy with core access clearance who made the checks for me - he sounded a bit nervous. So my new theories of particle physics and free energy of time and cosmology that I have acquired since my abduction never go anywhere no matter how hard I try. I know Stephen Hawking said that its good to talk - but who to ? I give people my website address, but they can't get through. Even when you type in the specific details on my card what happens is that you get informed of a diversion, the browser loads up a dummy photograph and tells you that its completed its task. I then instantaneously located 80 internet sites containing the word fart with the same test connection.
Meanwhile in town, various Templar and Masonic orders and societies, star temples, magical orders vie for the right to check the certificates of the incoming King of Scotland.
Talk of a second coming is passe - talk of earth changes, meteorites, earthquakes, new order, wheat from the chaff is rife. Strange Esoteric Schools full of seemingly gentle, refined old men talk of justice without mercy - and they pray to the ET's living in Shamballa every full moon that they will be the chosen Lords of the new race of man - as true servants of their cruel masters.
Enclaves of Golden Dawns, magic mumbo jumbo and risque liberal sex meet with the intent to be holy, but desecrate dignity as they look forward to the cleansing slaughter of 4 billion people in some coming cataclysm. Their sickness casts shadows before them, as their worldly wealth bears no clue to the darkness and inhumanity of their souls.
Will the dark Lord of the World, the antichrist come to challenge the new rightful King of Scotland and mankind? The last battle of the end days will probably take place in the Edinburgh Stargate region. The pieces are in place here, the game is afoot - in dimly lit rooms in Dunedain. With the flutter of ceremonial cloaks and ceremonial dreams, the smile of scapegoats and the blow of the coward, masks behind masks - never have so many people so eagerly awaited the fruition of their vices - so much chaff and so much wheat. For a that and a that its coming yet for a that, that man to man the world o'er shall brothers be for a that. I was told that I didn't understand what that meant. In Edinburgh congregate Bishops of strange religions, geomancers, necromancers, nihilists, descendants of Genghis Khan, Pretenders to various thrones, Ninjas, Masters, M15, M16, D17, neo-politicians, neo-nazis, new agers, Rainbow Tribes who urge you to take to the hills and take things that grow --or the meteorite will hit the earth like the cosmic sperm hits the egg, reincarnations of the entire planets aristocracy. When more than two King Henrys meet - one says how dare you. You can be a Russian Count for £50 but don't call someone an imposter, you may get sued. English Intelligence officers stand out a mile by their accents, but there is still so much control that some controllers don't know whose controlling the other controllers. Who's who - who knows , who cares.
There are people in town who have lived for thousands of years and can read minds, so there must be over 20 Elohim in Edinburgh - 20 very powerful people at least on the side of good since this area is their home base. It may ultimately be the human race that are the illegal aliens on this planet the unwanted leftovers of an illegal colony. Although all this materialisation and longevity lets us ask the question - what worlds were we all living on 100 years ago today. But unlike the USA whose Federal Code against alien infestation was recently repealed, presumably in favour of a more direct intervention by the Federal Emergency Agency, the British did not revoke its alien quarantine law - which we are not allowed to get sight of from the MOD library in Whitehall despite 2 registered letters. Many Americans got disturbed at the rumour that guillotines had been found in a military crate near a secret base - Definitely one way of chopping the implant problem.
Rex Muundi the King of the World, 19th Century prophesies at Llassa in Tibet tell, will lead his great and powerful human looking ET army to assume control. They are supposed to be the Lieutenants of Bramha, burning away the chaff, perhaps as they did in ancient times during the wars between the stars. This people, the Vrilya use lifeforce in their bodies to operate technology Society, magic and humanity. They the Master Race that Hitler ultimately sought to emulate and petition - the tall beings with burning eyes he often saw - these are the Coming Race he spoke of - or at least, so they think. The only thing standing in the Dark Lords way are the Elohim of Dunedain - the crownless Gods who would be King and their allies.
The stars of the west assemble for the final conflict - when the dominion of darkness must end forever eg. 2012 AD when the Calendar according to Mayan calculations points to the physical convolution of the planet. This coincides with the rescue party from Orion, and perhaps some other rescue package from the Greys or Elves. There will probably be an official good guys ET embassy in Edinburgh by the year 2008 offering colonial resettlement packages that will ship us out of the danger areas on this planet to some safe haven. The elves and the Elohim and the heroes of mankind against the might of the greedy all-consuming Vrilya - the race of people that Hitler was said to have enlisted to make the future of the master race great - for tomorrow was said to belong to them. Rally to Dunedain - the City of Edinburgh, here will be deeds, here, the lights of the Human Spirit will neither be extinguished by foe or flood, fury or flame - Here the community tax will forever increase, services improve and the newly formed interstellar traffic wardens eagerly await to give the death star a ticket when it appears over Edinburgh Castle. Will the Burgers of Edinburgh get their King or will it be a MacDonald - arm-a-ged-din out of here if I can get a 42 Bus? Will they Clone Robert the Bruce at Rosslin Institute seeing how the head of the Institute was Chairman of Rosslin Chapel Trust - or are the homeless going to get paid in Dolly Mixtures? Will the electronic smart cards being issued to students at Edinburgh University outwit the tills of the New World Order and pay money in?
This is a Big Issue. Here a gateway to the stars of heaven will be forged, and the torch of hope rekindled forever.
Contact Andy at pegasus@easynet.co.uk
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