Subject: A Meteor Hit Earth. Part 5 of 5. Mar. 10, 2008.
This talks about the color of some of their birds.
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Here were varieties of macaw, with blue, yellow, pink
and red plumage; and, among them a type of bird of
paradise strutted amidst a cloud of what appeared to be
hummingbirds.
These hummingbirds were of a brilliant red color
flecked with gold.
The red, pink and orange tail feathers of the birds
of paradise, would have measured 250 centimeters in
length and their wingspans almost two meters.
When these "jewels" took flight, the underside of
their wings revealed a very soft, misty pink, with
just a touch of bright blue on the tips - so unexpected,
especially as the tops of their wings were of an
orange-yellow color. Their heads wore plumes of
impressive size, each feather being a different
color: yellow, green, orange, black, blue, red, white,
cream....
I feel frustrated that my attempts to describe the
colors I saw on Thiaoouba are so inadequate - I feel
I need a whole new lexicon, as my language fails me.
I had the constant impression that the colors came
from within the objects I looked at, and the color
was more than I had known it to be. On earth, we know
perhaps 15 shades of red; here there must have been
over a hundred...
It wasn't only the colors that claimed my attention.
The sounds that I had heard since we began to fly
over the forest inspired me to seek an explanation from
Thao. It was almost a background music, very light and
soft, similar to a flute which continually played the
same air but at a distance.
As we moved on, the music seemed to change, only
to return to the original tune.
"Is that music I hear?"
"It is vibrations emitted by the thousands of
insects which, when combined with the vibrations of
the colors reflected by solar rays on to certain
plants, such as the Xinoxi, for example, produce
the very musical results that you hear. We,
ourselves, only hear it if we particularly attune
to it, for it comprises an integral part of our life
and our environment. It is restful, isn"t it?"
"Absolutely."
"According to the experts, if these vibrations
were to cease, we would experience considerable eye
trouble. This will perhaps seem odd at first, since
these vibrations appear to be perceptible to the
ear rather than the eye. However, experts are
experts, Michel, and, in any case, it is of little
concern to us, for they also say that the chance of
their ceasing is as remote as the chance of our sun
extingui****ng itself tomorrow."
he got a sort of visor for protection against the
strong light - here also Thao in a celebration-dress
...... not from book
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Egg Shaped Space Homes. Mar. 11, 2008.
This explains how these space people live in
Egg Shaped homes.
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Thao turned our vehicle and in a few moments, we
had left the forest tops and were flying over a plain,
across which flowed a jade-green river.
We descended to an altitude of about three metres and
followed its course. Now we were able to follow the
movements of strange fish - fish that resembled
platypuses more than fish, as I knew them to be. The
water was pure, like crystal, and at this altitude we
could distinguish everything down to the smallest
pebble.
Looking up, I saw we were approaching the ocean. Palm
trees resembling coconut palms waved their majestic
fronds at impressive heights, on the edge of a beach of
golden sands. The blue of the ocean contrasted
pleasantly with the bright red of rocks encrusted in
small hills, which overlooked a section of its beach.
A hundred or so people basked on the sand or swam,
entirely n-ked, in the transparent waters of the ocean.
I felt a little dazed, not only because of the new
and wondrous things I was constantly discovering, but
also because of the perpetual sensation of lightness,
due to the change in gravity. This sensation was my
reminder of Earth - what a strange word, and how
difficult it was to visualise Earth now!
The auditory and visual vibrations were also
affecting my nervous system enormously. Usually a
highly strung person, I was feeling completely relaxed
- as if I had plunged into a warm bath, allowing myself
to float in the bubbles while soft music played.
No, even more relaxed than that - so relaxed I felt
like crying.
We proceeded, quite rapidly, across the waters of the
immense bay, flying about 12 metres above the waves. On
the horizon, I could distinguish several dots - some
larger than others, and I realized these were islands;
no doubt those I had seen prior to our landing on
Thiaoouba.
As we headed for the smallest island, I looked below
and saw that we were being followed by numerous fish,
amusing themselves by criss-crossing the shadow our
vehicle projected on the water.
`Are they sharks?' I asked.
`No, they're Dajiks - the brothers of your dolphin.
You see? They are as fond of playing as your dolphins
are.'
not from the book - but of the fantastic visionary
art of Gilbert Williams.
`Look!' I interrupted Thao. `Look!'
Thao looked to where I was pointing and began laughing
- I was astonished to see a group of people approaching
us, seemingly without the aid of a vehicle.
They were about two metres above the water, in a
vertical position, and not only floating in the air,
but moving quite rapidly towards us.
Soon our paths crossed and grand gestures of
friend****p were exchanged.
At the same instant, a wave of well-being flowed
through me lasting several seconds. It was the same
sensation Latoli had produced and I recognized it as a
sign of greeting from these `flying people'.
`How do they do that?' Is it l-vitation?'
`No, they have a Tara (- The Tara is an apparatus
worn like a belt when you wish to fly.) on their waists
and a Litiolac (2 - The Litiolac works in concert with
the Tara to fly, but is held in the hand) in their
hands.
These produce certain vibrations that neutralise the
cold magnetic force of the planet, allowing
neutralisation of the gravitational force. Even a
weight of millions of tonnes compares with that of
feathers. Then, by other vibrations resembling those of
ultra-sound, they can steer themselves precisely to
wherever they choose, as they are doing now. On this
planet, everyone wanting to travel some distance uses
this method.'
not from the book - but more of the fantastic
visionary art of Gilbert Williams showing really FREE
FLYING....
`Then why are we using this vehicle?' I asked, for I
would have loved to experiment with such equipment,
which, by the way, was absolutely noiseless.
`Michel, you are impatient. I have brought you by
this means because you are not capable of flying with
a Litiolac. Without practice, you could hurt yourself.
Later, perhaps, if there is time, I will teach you how
to use it. Look, we are nearly there.'
Indeed, we were fast approaching an island and could
clearly see a golden beach where several people basked
in the sun. Almost immediately, we were flying beneath
palm fronds along a wide path, bordered with two rows
of flowering and very fragrant bushes. The area was
alive with the sound and color of insects, butterflies
and birds.
The vehicle proceeded slowly at ground level and,
after a final bend in the path, we arrived before a
`little egg', nestled among small trees and flowering
vines. It seemed that every building on this planet had
the shape of an egg, most often lying on their ‘sides’
but occasionally upright, as I have said, with the
pointed end upwards. The ‘shells’ were off-white in
colour and had no windows or doors.
AGAIN a made artimage showing the difference in size
of the body of those "former benefactor-g-ds" in
comparison to earthman. Here on the beaches on that
"paradiseplanet".
not from book.
This particular egg lay on its side, apparently half
buried in the ground. It was about 30 metres long and
20 metres in diameter - quite small in comparison with
those I'd seen so far.
Thao stopped the vehicle in front of a bright light
centred on the wall of the egg. Leaving the platform,
we entered the habitation. As we did so, I felt a light
pressure, with no more force than the weight of an
eiderdown. I remembered experiencing the same sensation
earlier, when we passed through the wall of the space
center.
Having neither doors nor windows on these buildings
is extraordinary in itself, but once inside, it was
stranger still. As I have mentioned before, the overall
impression was of still being outside.
The startling beauty of color was everywhere; the
greenery; the branches of the trees dissecting the
blue-mauve sky above; the butterflies; the flowers... I
recall a bird that came to rest right in the middle of
the roof, so that we could see the bottom of its feet.
It was as though it had miraculously stopped in
mid-air - the effect was quite extraordinary.
The only contrast with the outside was provided by
the floor that was covered in a type of carpet on which
were arranged comfortable looking seats and large
pedestal tables. All of these furni****ngs were, of
course, on a large scale - appropriate to these
`large-scale' people.
`Thao,' I asked, `how are your walls transparent and
yet we can't see in from the outside? And how can we
pass through your walls as we did?'
`First of all, Michel, let's take off this mask of
yours. I will regulate the internal light so that it
will be bearable for you.'
Thao approached an object on the floor and touched
it. When I removed my mask, I found the light to be no
less tolerable than with it on, although the ****ny
quality was restored.
`You see, Michel, this habitation exists because of
a magnetic field that is quite special. We have copied
the forces of nature and the creations of nature to
our own ends. Let me explain. Every body - human,
animal or mineral - possesses a field around itself.
The human body, for example, is surrounded both by an
Aura and by an etheric force (field 1 - Editor's
comment) of oval shape. You know that, don't you?'
I nodded.
`The latter comprises, in part, electricity and, to a
greater extent, vibrations that we call Ariacosti****i.
`These vibrations occur continuously for your
protection while you are alive, and they are not to be
confused with the vibrations of the Aura.
With our habitations, we have copied nature in
creating a field of mineral electro-etheric vibrations
around a nucleus.' Thao indicated an `egg', the size of
an ostrich egg, located in the middle of the room
between two seats. ‘Will you push this seat please,
Michel?'
I looked at Thao, surprised by her request,
considering the size of the seat and the fact that she
had never before asked anything of me. I tried to
oblige, but with some difficulty for the seat was
indeed heavy; however I succeeded in moving it about
50 centimetres.
`Very good,' she said. `Now you will pass me the
egg.'
I smiled. In comparison, this would be a simple task.
I could lift it with one hand and without any effort;
but in order not to drop it, I took it in two hands
and... fell to my knees! I had not expected it to be so
heavy and had overbalanced. I stood up and tried again,
this time with all my strength... nothing happened.
Thao touched my shoulder. `Watch,' she said. Turning
towards the seat I had found so difficult to move, she
placed one hand under it and raised it above her head.
Still with one hand, she set it down again, apparently
with no effort. Next, she took the egg in both hands
and pushed and pulled with all her might till the veins
swelled in her neck. Still the egg did't move a tenth
of a millimetre.
`It is welded to the floor,' I suggested.
`No, Michel, it is the Center and cannot move. It is
the nucleus I spoke of earlier. We have created a field
around it, so strong that the wind and the rain can't
penetrate this field. As for the sun's rays, we can
regulate the extent to which they penetrate. The birds
too, which come to rest above, are not heavy enough to
pass through the field and, if by chance a heavier bird
does land, he will start to sink. This produces such
a frightening sensation for the bird that he will fly
away immediately without having come to any harm.'
`It's so ingenious,' I said, `but what is the
significance of the light at the entrance? Couldn't we
pass through the walls anywhere we chose?'
Part 1.
John Winston. johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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