Subject: Little Boris From Mars. July 2, 2008.
Here is some more information about the boy from
Russia who is probably from Mars before being born
here. I re****ted about him a few years back and now
some more information has come out about him.
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http://www.projectcamelot.org/boriska.html
Boriska : Indigo Boy from Mars
Moscow, Russia
October 2007
Boris Kipriyanovich is an Indigo Child, probably the
most famous in Russia. Boriska, or 'little Boris', was
featured in Pravda here and here, after Gennady
Belimov, a university professor in the Volgograd region
of Russia, witnessed Boriska, then aged just seven,
astound an adult audience during a camping trip in
which he held them spellbound for an hour and a half as
he recounted tales of past lives on Mars and Lemuria,
and warned of catastrophes due to affect the Earth in
2009 and 2013. Belimov had the presence of mind to
record Boriska's monologue, and within a short time
word was spreading within Russia about what this
diminutive prophet had to say, especially once the
story was picked by Moscow's premier newspaper.
Word gradually filtered to the west via a Pravda
article that made it on to the internet. Meanwhile,
there had been a short piece about him in Nexus
Magazine which had stirred up a huge amount of
interest.
On the trail of our do***entary project on 2012,
Project Camelot decided to travel to Russia to find
Boriska and capture his testimony on camera. It seems
we were the first westerners to have made the journey.
On 8 October, we were privileged to interview him with
his mother, Nadya, near Moscow where Nadya had brought
him to attend a special school for gifted children.
They live in a small one-roomed apartment. The father
is absent. -- Bill R-an
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We headed to pick up Boriska and his mother from
Moscow... with the traffic it took over an hour. When
we finally rolled up outside the high rise older
apartment building where Boriska is staying they were
nowhere in sight. We spent a few minutes in the parking
lot when we noticed a gangly youngster peeking around
the corners of the building at us... and ducking away
when he saw me looking.
He wore a backwards red baseball cap and an impish
expression I could see even at a distance. After a
moment I realized this must indeed be Boriska... and
when his mother appeared she waved us over to meet him.
He had run behind the partition and was apparently
experiencing a bout of shyness... I quickly went around
the corner and stuck my hand out with a smile...
telling him in English everything would be ok. He took
my hand and smiled sweetly. I knew we would be friends.
Later, during the interview, Boriska exhibited all
the signs of a young boy becoming a teenager, reluctant
to express more than was absolutely necessary... waving
away the details as things he spoke about in his youth,
now his mind was on other things. This life had taken a
firm hold and no more did his eyes ****ne with the
memories of his past life on Mars or even Lemuria.
In spite of this, his charm and impish personality
shone through as he patiently waded through our
pragmatic adult questions. His eyes roamed and his
imagination searched for more stimulation than provided
by this small room with little furniture, crammed with
adults and cameras... He squirmed to escape to his
video game where he played an Avatar, part cat and part
superman... scaling walls and outwitting enemies at
every turn.
He was bored with us!! But earnest and polite to a fault.. unusual
for a boy of 11. He spoke about the wars that caused
the end of the Martian civilization, how they tried to
turn Jupiter into a 2nd sun...with what purpose is
unclear. He was surprised in the most humble way, to
learn that his professor friend, Vladislav Lugovenko,
remembered well an incident where Boris tapped into a
dangerous event that happened on his way home in the
subway. When he arrived home, Boris asked him about the
thugs who had approached and threatened him...when the
professor had said nothing. "You are a t-lepath", I
told him.
"Not yet"... he modestly replied... with a small
smile, wise beyond his years, careful and delicate.
When asked what he thought of the humans on this
planet he sighed quietly then said he "did not like to
speak bad about people".
The understatement said it all. What must he really
be seeing through those wonderfully clear eyes? This is
not so much an interview as an exploration of the place
and time that this 11 year old boy finds himself in,
with some surprise. He talks of the future waters
coming to inundate Moscow, in 2009, matter-of-factly...
Will he survive? Will his mother? He shrugs... survival
is not so im****tant, he seems to be saying. Life is
what matters. Living in the moment... fully and
completely awake.. this is what matters when you are an
eternal being.
-- Kerry Lynn C-ssidy
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Cornplanter <cornplanter@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
Here is something interesting from Pravda.ru
Article
Boriska-boy from Mars
Front page / Science
Sometimes, some children are born with quite
fascinating talents, unusual abilities.
I was told the story of an unusual boy named Boriska
from members of an expedition to the anomaly zone
located in the north of the Volgograd region, most
commonly referred to as "Medvedetskaya gryada".
"Can you imagine, while everyone was sitting around
the campfire at night, some little boy (about 7 years
of age) suddenly asked everyone's attention. Turned
out, he wanted to tell them all about life on Mars,
about its inhabitants and their flights to earth,"
shares one of the witnesses. Silence followed. It was
incredible! The little boy with gigantic lively eyes
was about to tell a magnificent story about the Martian
civilization, about megalithic cities, their space****ps
and flights to various planets, about a wonderful
country Lemuria, life of which he knew in details since
he happened to descend there from Mars, had friends
there.
Logs were cracking, night's fog enveloped the area
and the immense dark sky with myriads of brightly lit
stars seemed to conceal some sort of a mystery. His
story lasted for about an hour and a half. One guy was
smart enough to tape the entire narration.
Many were stunned by the two distinctive factors.
First of all, the boy possessed exceptionally profound
knowledge. His intellect was obviously far from that of
a typical 7-year-old. Not every professor is capable of
narrating the entire history of Lemuria and Lemurians
and its inhabitants in such details. You will be unable
to find any mentioning of this country in school
textbooks. Modern science has not yet proved existence
of other civilizations.
Second of all, we were all amazed by the actual
speech of this young boy. It was far from the kind kids
his age usually use. His knowledge of specific
terminology, details and facts from Mars' and Earth's
past fascinated everyone.
"Why did he start the conversation in the first
place," said my interlocutor. "Perhaps, he was simply
touched by the overall atmosphere of our camp with many
knowledgeable and open-minded people," continued he.
"Could he make this all up?"
"Doubtful", objected my friend". "To me this looks
more like the boy was sharing his personal memories
from past births. It is virtually impossible to make up
such stories; one really had to know them."
Today, after meeting with Boris' parents and getting
to know the boy better, I begin to carefully sort out
all the information obtained around that campfire. He
was born in Volzhskii town in a suburban hospital, even
though officially, based on the paperwork, his
birthplace is the town of Zhirnovsk of Volgograd
region. His birthday is January 11th, 1996. (Perhaps it
will be helpful for astrologers).
His parents seem to be wonderful people. Nadezhda,
Boriska's mother, is a dermatologist in a public
clinic. She graduated from Volgograd medical institute
not so long ago in 1991. The boy's father is a retired
officer. Both of them would be happy if someone could
shed the light onto the mystery behind their child. In
the meantime, they simply observe him and watch him
grow.
-After Boriska was born, I noticed he was able to
hold his head in 15 days, recalls Nadezhda. His first
word "baba" he uttered when he was 4 months old and
very soon afterward started talking. At age 7, (JW They
may mean 7 months.) he constructed his first sentence,
"I want a nail." He said this particular phrase after
noticing a nail stuck in the wall. Most notably, his
intellectual abilities surpassed his physical ones.
-How did those abilities manifest themselves?
-When Boris was just one year old, I started giving
him letters (based on the Nikitin's system) and guess
what, at 1,5 he was able to read large newspaper print.
It didn't take long for him to get acquainted
with colors and their shades. He began to paint at 2.
Then, soon after he turned 2, we took him to the
children day care center. Teachers were all stunned by
his talents and his unusual way of thinking. The boy
possesses exceptional memory and an unbelievable
ability to grasp new information. However, his parents
soon noticed that their child had been acquiring
information in his own unique way, from some place
else.
Part 1.
John Winston. johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
Former Skeptic Talks About His Trip On An
Alien Space Craft on Coast To Coast AM. July 4, 2008.
Two days ago I had a mysterious encounter with my
friend Sierra Dan, the the man who does Reflexoly to
people's feet on the streets of Jamestown, Calif.
He is usually on the bench out in front of a haunted
hotel called "The Willows Hotel or restrurant. The
hotel usually gets the top story of the hotel burned
down by ghost every few years, so they finally, after
rebuilding it a few times, just let it be a one story
hotel.
It seems that Sierra Dan is always showing up in
mysterious places to give me information. In the short
time we talked in the grocery store called "Pack And
Save" in Sonora, Calif. He told me that a person had
been taken up in a space ****p. I then asked him if he
was referring to the interview of a person on the
Coast To Coast radio show. He then added that was
correct and took his leave of me.
I then checked it out on the web site called
coasttocoastam.com
which is the web site for the radio show that used to
be called The Art Bell show. Sure enough he was
mentioned there and his name is Phillip Krapf. I had
re****ted about Mr. Krapf on the Internet a few years
ago about his experiences with a group of space people
called the Verdants. Things were going good with them
until 9-11 happened and they were so shocked by this
that they figured that we weren't ready for contact
with outside space people and refused to work with
Phillip any more.
It now appears that they may be trying to work with
him again but we'll have to see how that works out.
I looked him up on
google.com
and here is some of the information that I found.
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"If things go according to plan, Earth could be
gearing up for rudimentary interstellar space travel in
the early 21st century through a sharing of technology
with the Verdants. In any prior decade, Phillip Krapf's
story would have been branded science fiction. However,
today his matter-of-fact re****ting of his abduction and
experience aboard an extraterrestrial craft is viewed
with more credibility."
The Contact Has Begun: An Interview With Phillip
Krapf
Tim Miejan, Editor, The EDGE Newspaper
http://www.ufoevidence.org/newsite/resourceredirect.asp?id
`It's the '90s and more people believe in the
possibility of extraterrestrial life than ever before.
There are those who cannot be sold on the idea.
Ironically, Mr. Krapf was one of them. He was a
newspaper man, a longtime copy editor with the Los
Angeles Times.
Now retired, he lives an idyllic life in Southern
California. The only thing that really complicates his
life is the memory of three days spent with beings
known as Verdants.
His book on the experience, The Contact Has Begun
(1998, HayHouse), is just over 100 pages, but the soft
cover's thinness belies its in-depth information about
an incredibly advanced civilization that comes from a
planet about two and a half times the size of Earth,
located 14 million light-years away. The maximum life
span of a Verdant, thanks to technology, is 20,000
Earth years. They've been studying Earth, to access its
preparedness in entering the Intergalactic Federation
of Sovereign Planets, for 1,000 years. Other data Mr.
Krapf relates is just as startling, including the
number of unidentified humans who have been in contact
with the Verdants and have been granted ambassador
status to prepare our civilization for formal entrance
into the galactic family. If things go according to
plan, Earth could be gearing up for rudimentary
interstellar space travel in the early 21st century
through a sharing of technology with the Verdants.
What was most mind-blowing to Mr. Krapf during his
stay aboard the space craft was the Verdant
understanding of G-d:
"You believe in Go-?" I stammered. "In an immortal
s-ul?"
[Gina's] face became a canvas of expression. I had
broken through. It took a practiced eye, and I would
not have seen it only hours before, but I could now
read the very, very subtle musculature changes that
revealed her emotions. "Believe?" she asked in wonder.
"We don't just believe. We know. Our scientists proved
the existence of the so-l millennia ago. Our ****ps have
discovered the precise location of H-aven in the
universe. We have been there." In an interview with The
EDGE, Mr. Krapf begins by relating an encounter he had
with a former colleague at the Los Angeles Times, a
person who is believed to be one of the ambassadors
with whom greater information about the Human-Verdant
relation****p has been shared.
Phillip Krapf: I was home one night and the phone
rang. It was a person at the Los Angeles Times who I
thought also had been a contact. It was late at night
and this person, and I can't say if it was a man or
woman, but I shall call it a him, wanted to talk with
me, but wanted to meet somewhere. I wondered if his
cover was blown or if he had to get a message to me. So
I met with him.
Tim: Was he aware you had written the book?
Krapf: Yes. He asked me, "So you've recently met some
new friends?" And I knew what he was talking about. I
thought he wanted to deliver an im****tant message, but
what it amounted to is that he wanted to talk to
someone whom he could confide in. He could confide in
me because we basically had the same experience. So we
met for lunch, but he had nothing pressing to mention.
He just brought me up to speed on what was going on in
his life and asked about me. He wanted to unload a
little bit, because he couldn't talk with anyone else
about this.
Tim: Outside of writing your book, do you have the
need to talk with other people about your experience?
Krapf: I have basically talked about it by going
public. I'm the only one who has gone public so far.
The others have not gone public and won't for some
time. My assignment was to go public. I've said
basically what I have to say in the book. I don't have
any real need to unload on anybody. Newspaper men, by
nature, are skeptics. I find that my newspaper friends
are not too interested in hearing about this. I don't
blame them, because I was a skeptic also. I would have
done the same thing. The local newspaper here did a
little story about my book signing and they had a
little fun with me in an editorial. At first I was a
little bit chagrined, but I realized I would've done
the same thing if I were in their place. I don't have a
real need to bare my sou- because everything that
happened to me was put down in the book. I should have
actually been shocked beyond imagination, or as I put
in the book, pushed towards the brink of i-sanity by
such an experience.
Tim: So you are more open to the idea of
extraterrestrials than you were?
Krapf: Yes, I am. I was a skeptic and didn't believe.
Quite frankly, I had never given it much thought. I
have never been interested in the new a-e genre. So
after the incident, I thought I should go out and do my
homework. I went to new ag- sections in bookstores
and wasn't aware of the movement and how much has been
written about it. When I saw all the material that was
available, I knew it would take years and years to read
it all. And I didn't have any way of knowing what
material was of value and what was irrelevant. I didn't
want to waste a lot of time reading someone's
conjecture and speculation.
People I talk to who are in the new -ge genre have
been in it for years and years, and quite frankly, they
lose me on some of it. I just can't follow them. I
think it's too late to get an education on it. There's
not enough time.
Tim: Do you have a sense of why you were selected?
Krapf: I asked them that question. In fact, I have a
chapter called "Why Pick on Me?" It came down to the
need for someone to write a "w-ite paper," as they
called it. And the person from the Los Angeles Times
had already been recruited and my name came up along
with many others. They were looking for a person who
could write a decent sentence, not someone who was the
best writer in the world but someone who could compile
a journal. I also am retired and I had the time to put
in on it. It might have just been the luck of the draw.
There were many qualified candidates. It just came down
to a selection process, and with the personal referral
from the person at the Times, they just picked someone
they felt could do the job.
Tim: Are there any experiences you had while you were
aboard that you keep thinking about? Wasn't it about a
year ago that it happened?
Part 1.
John Winston. johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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