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This is why the saurian grays can dip their arms in a tank full of dismembered human corpses that are being mixed with hydrogen peroxide for their protein and enzymatic content, and rub this substance over their bodies without the slightest twinge of conscience. As we've said, insectilian indifference can be just as destructive as all-out draconian malevolence. In this event, one should not consider the grays as being any better nor benevolent than the 'reptilioids', simply because the extra- terrestrial grays are far more intellectually oriented - and much more emotionless - than are their larger sub-terranean neo-saurian cousins.

Since the reptilian hierarchy operates on fear, competition, ego, and absolute control, there will nevertheless be accounts such as the one following which indicate that the lower levels of the reptilian hierarchy are fearful of the higher ups. This is undoubtedly due to the fact that execution is sometimes used to maintain obedience among the lower hierarchies by making examples out of certain members that do not fall "in line" with the agenda this tension between the different reptilian "classes" may be used to human advantage in the future.

Lassen is a dormant volcano, part of the Cascade range of California, Oregon, Washington and southwestern Canada. There is evidence that a prehistoric race, possibly akin to the Murians and Atlans, had conquered the interior of the earth in the most distant past, having left the evidence of their ancient presence deep within the subterranean recesses of the earth, to be found later by humans and aliens alike.

Some of these humans who -- apparently highly motivated members of occult fraternities seeking out the 'secret science' of the ancients -- found their way into the depths, and inevitably came under the mental control of the reptilian humanoids, as is suggested by the previous case, and also by the following one as well.

For many people the name "Dulce" is instantly recognizable. Pictured above, to the right of the light poles, is the nefarious Archuleta Mesa, where the reptilian aliens from Outer Space supposedly have an underground base of at least seven levels, the lowermost of which extend out under the sleepy, little Apache Indian village of Dulce itself.

All sorts of horrific experiments are reportedly being conducted on these various levels, especially at levels six and seven. For example, they are said to be conducting experiments to determine how to extract the "soul" and "spirit" from a human being and "transplant" them into some of their reptilian volunteers. Perhaps this is part of the "training process" for reptilian spies who infiltrate human society, by masquerading as humans.

The word "dulce" is Spanish for primarily the English word "sweet", but it can also mean "fresh" or "pleasant" or "agreeable". Probably the Spanish conquistadores thought that Dulce was a "pleasant" place to live and so named it that. As the crow flies, Dulce is only about five miles from the Colorado border, and the Archuleta Mesa rises north of Dulce about halfway in between. The following graphic is from Google maps, a hybrid graphic with the highway overlaid on the topographical satellite image.

Dulce is easy to find because it is located exactly at the V-shaped turn of the highway. I have placed a reddish dot on the graphic at the location of Dulce. There is a dirt road that runs from Dulce to the top of Archuleta Mesa, just above the shadowy ridges north of Dulce.

As I recall, one of the local Apache men said that it was a distance of about six miles, since this dirt road would be going uphill and curving around at the same time, making it longer than the straight-line distance. Carrie and I arrived in Dulce around mid-afternoon, following an easy drive through the mountains and across the Continental Divide, which near Dulce reaches an elevation of about 11, feet. Most of the scenery along the route from Tierra Amarilla to Chama and Dulce looked about the same as the scenery elsewhere, so I did not waste any time stopping for additional photographs.

I suggested that we first stop there and make some inquiries. Dulce's population is only about 2, To a certain extent, it is merely a "wide spot" in the road, although it does host the Jicarilla Apache Headquarters and the Apache Nugget Casino, which according to the Official New Mexico State Atlas is located about halfway between Dulce and Archuleta.

As with other Indian casinos, this Apache Casino must be drawing people into Dulce to gamble, even from southern Colorado. Gamblers would think nothing of driving only an hour to the nearest casino. Nevertheless, for all practical purposes Dulce is way out in the middle of nowhere, and I had no idea of what to expect to hear about the Alien Base.

Near the Best Western Inn there was also a sign indicating that visitor information could be obtained here, so we turned in and parked. Inside the motel we were greeted by a tall, handsome Apache man. What were you wanting to know? Do you know anything about it? At this point, he broke out laughing.

There's a conversation going on in the restaurant right now about this Alien Base. Were you planning to eat? Two other tables were occupied, one by two Apache women and the other by an Anglo man who was having coffee and a snack and conversing with a second Apache man, who was standing beside his table and who, it turned out, also worked for the motel and restaurant.

The man who showed us in promptly introduced us to the second man, and we introduced ourselves to the Anglo who said that he had driven to Dulce from Duncan, Oklahoma, just north of Fort Worth, Texas. Everyone exchanged the usual pleasantries. Then I said, "So, y'all are talking about the Alien Base? The Oklahoma man told us that he'd read all about Dulce on the Internet and had come to see it for himself, as was the case with Carrie and me. Then the second Apache man, whose name I have forgotten, began to expound at length about this Alien Base, and I paraphrase him here.

In our Indian traditions we have a custom that we follow for boys who reach one year of age. They say that if you shave a boy's head on his first birthday, when he gets older, his hair will grow long and thick.

After I got married and had a son, on his first birthday we went to visit my grandmother, so that she could shave his head. This was the first time we'd had a good look at his skull without any hair, and suddenly I saw that both of his ears were pierced at the top. We had never noticed this before, and we were quite perplexed. But at the time I didn't really think much about it. After she finished, we found two tiny holes or dents in his scalp, right on top of his head.

A couple of years later, my wife had a third son, and again we drove to my grandmother's for the head-shaving ceremony. This third boy had a hole in the side of his right ear, about in the middle. I didn't know what to think about it. Usually this ride takes about an hour and 45 minutes. About 9 o'clock, we were still about 45 minutes from home, when my wife and I noticed a strange light or object flying low across the horizon. I pulled over beside the road to check it out. We sat there for a while, and we saw one UFO after another, five in all, I think, one following the other, all going in the same direction, like a caravan.

The three boys were getting cranky in the back seat, and we needed to get home. It was dark, and I didn't have a watch. But when we walked in the door at home and looked at the clock, it was I said to my wife, 'Why did it take us so long to get back? Somehow we had 'lost' an hour, and we were certain that we hadn't stopped that long to watch the UFOs. It was very odd. He shrugged and nervously laughed. Again he said that he didn't know, but there was no reason at all for him to have been fabricating such a peculiar tale.

He then turned to the subject of cattle mutilations. He said that there are regular cattle mutilations around Dulce, and he pointed to one of the Indian women who were sitting at another table. Carrie remarked to me later that she believed what this woman said because Indian people have no reason to concoct such fictions, that they are too down-to-earth and level-headed to play these sorts of games.

There are secret doors in the mesa. UFOs have been seen flying into these doors. But when somebody goes up to try to find these doors, they have been camouflaged again and can't be located.

During the s, or maybe 60s, a U. Army convoy went up to look for these doors, and they disappeared inside the mountain and were never seen again. He paused for a moment and continued. There were all these men in camouflage fatigues. They camped out near a small lake south of town. I never heard of Bigfoots in these parts before. Everybody in the restaurant seemed most sincere. I generally know when people are trying to put something over on me, and I didn't get that feeling here.

Neither did Carrie nor the man from Oklahoma. The three of us got up to leave and pay our bills. We thanked everybody for their stories and information and walked outside. The Archuleta Mesa looms large on the northern horizon of Dulce. I took my photo from the Best Western parking lot. On the opposite of the mesa there is a small river, but north of that there is nothing except national forest and Indian reservations well into southern Colorado.

There is no telling what might be happening on the northern side of the mesa out of view of the citizens of Dulce. There are no roads or towns for miles. This is an ideally isolated location for such an Alien Base, still close enough to a small bastion of civilization for convenience but far enough off the beaten path to be ignored by most tourists and others who might pass through Dulce unaware of anything.

Atop Archuleta Mesa is a cluster of antennae. We were told that these antennae are used by local television stations and other communications businesses to transmit images and data. And I personally have no doubt about that. On the other hand, if the reptilian aliens who are conducting all these high-tech experiments inside the mesa are so advanced, then it would certainly be no problem for them to tap into these transmission antennae and, if nothing else, watch some local television programs.

Don't you know they get a chuckle out of that?! Then Carrie and I got into her car. Just as we were pulling out of the Best Western parking lot, the boombox in the back seat came on, all by itself. Without going into lengthy detail of my life history, I feel that there are a few details which the reader might find relevant to the following material.

Although, to my knowledge I have human blood. She would often state that these vehicles weren't airplanes, as most people believed. We snickered at him behind his back, whispering to each other that it was all probably just a joke anyway. My mother, who was always very serious and whom we could always trust to tell us the truth, told us that he was telling the truth. That she, too, had been informed at one point that she could divulge her 'secret' past to her family, then just as quickly told that she couldn't.

My mother called the police who found him in an orchard that abutted ourproperty. However, according to the Bobbies, there was no way my brother could have gotten into the orchard from our property, since our backyard was enclosed by a 6 foot high cement wall. Although my brother and I were not together, I, too, disappeared for a two hour period while searching for him. When I returned home I was unable to account for where I had been.

When I asked my mother about this event many years later, she stated that my brother had either fallen through a time warp, or been abducted by aliens. Braintree, Essex, Great Britain; Although this event seems to be a well formed memory, something about it feels not quite right.

He told my parents that one minute I was there, and the next I was gone. He also indicated that he had searched in every direction in and around the area in which he had last seen me, but was unable to locate me. He stated that although he did not see me reappear, he knew that I had not been there before Although she checked the entire house, she could not find me. She thought that, because I was known to sleepwalk, I might have wandered outside.

She checked around the house, but could not locate me. When she went back into the house and into my room, she found me in my bed, asleep. She swears that I had not been in the bed before, and that she had checked the entire house thoroughly, including under the bed, the bathroom and other areas, but I was no where to be found.

I left my body briefly and was told I had to return. I watched from above my body as the doctor seemed to pull something out of my nose and my ears, then reinsert the objects. We passed through a guard post. My father took me to a quonset hut that abutted the Manzanos, and left me sitting at a table in the front of the hut. There was no one else there. The hut had a wooden gym-type floor, with no other furniture, besides a metal folding table and chair, where my father told me to sit.

I noticed that there was a door in the northeast corner of the hut, to my left. As of this date I have yet to remember exactly what was behind the door, but I strongly feel that I was taken through the door and was either forced to block out the memory, or voluntarily blocked the memory, although I have a very strong sense that there were reptilians and greys behind the door.

My father left me there in mid-afternoon, and did not return until late that same night. I remember nothing more about the hut, nor about what might have happened during the approximately hours I was there.

This time period is hazy.. High baseball field one night while with a friend. My friend said he looked all over for me, but was unable to locate me. About 2 hours later he said that I reappeared in the same area in which he had last seen me. I was not aware of having left the area. My father stated that I could not go. The next thing I remember, I was leaving the house with my boyfriend later that night a Friday. That was the last thing I remember until I returned on Monday morning.

I also seem to recall vague memories of a blue-skinned race of people Suddenly I had the urge to explore a nearby cave. I went into the cave alone.. The reptilian was kneeling on the ground drawing a strange symbol in the dirt when I walked into the cave, but stood up as we made eye contact. They were not a figment of my imagination. I saw the evidence of their having been there after they turned and faded away through the rock.

I remember going into the cave and seeing the symbol on the floor of the cave. Went to the doctor and had a pregnancy test, which confirmed that I was pregnant.

I saw the doctor for 3 more months The new doctor, after examining me and having me take another urinalysis, stated that I was not pregnant. Not only had I been having morning sickness, but my stomach grew as though I had a child growing inside me AND, I felt the child kicking.

The doctor also informed me that because of a malformation in my uterus and the fact that my uterus was tipped, I could not have any more children. Was sitting at the kitchen table of our apartment. Neither the windows nor the door was open. Suddenly I felt a strong breeze ruffle my hair I do not remember having left the apartment, nor do I remember having gotten into the pool.

Orlando, Florida, USA; Awakened one night to find myself standing over my husband with a butcher knife in my hand I remember having heard a voice that told me to kill my husband. I slowed significantly, but not before I ran into an earthen embankment and crashed into a lake. My car was totally submerged. I managed to get out of the car and swam to the top.

I looked at my watch just before I got out of the car The next thing I remember I was in the front foyer of a farm house I later determined to be about 3 blocks from where my car went into the lake; I was looking at a grandfather clock that read 3: I had not been sexually active for several months previous to that time period , as well as approximately two months afterwards. My daughter is quite a talented, intelligent and beautiful young lady.

Not aware of having lost any time. I checked my watch and saw that it was 6: My doctor and myself believed that I was going into menopause. Also began experiencing morning sickness, enlargement of the stomach area though I gained weight in no other parts of my body , and felt Had another period in November, December and January Believe it is possible that I was pregnant during this time, though there is no evidence of a child.

Have seen shadows and figures flitting through the apartment. She continues to wake me up either right at or right around 3: All of the pictures had either balls of light in them or large diffuse areas of light spread throughout the pictures. Two of the pictures showed what seemed to be diffuse light which covered me completely, though I could be seen in the background.

She checked the camera each time before using it to make sure that the light, aperture and other settings were appropriate for inside nighttime shots. Pictures taken before and after these — without me as the subject — were fine. However, to the best of my knowledge, I attest to the veracity of these statements. If you have any questions for me, please post them on the MarsForce egroup at.

Stephanie Relfe - Drawing of the Chitauri on the wall - part 6 - http: Credo Mutwa stated that the Chitiauri royalty have horns on the side of theiri heads that stick out like some antelopes do, and they have three eyes. I was born in Zululand on the 21st July according to my father. When my father met my mother, he had just lost his wife and a number of children in a terrible influenza epidemic, which had spread through Southern Africa, killing thousands of people in the years and Thus my father was a widower with three surviving children.

When my parents met it was in the year , and my father was a builder and a Christian, and my mother was a young Zulu girl who practiced the ancient religion of the Zulu people. I am told that my parents were deeply in love with each other and wanted to get married, but the white missionaries forbade my father from marrying my mother until she became a Christian.

I would rather die than see a Christ worshipping Christian within the stockade of my village. Caught between Catholic missionaries on one hand, and a stubborn old Zulu warrior on the other, my mother and father had no choice but to separate.

Although my father already suspected that my mother was pregnant. A great scandal broke out in my grandfather's village when my mother's pregnancy was discovered. My grandfather chased my mother out of his homestead and she was taken by one of her aunts to her own village and there she gave birth to me, an illegitimate child, a child of shame. In those days there was no greater shame among the Zulus than for a girl to give birth out of wedlock.

A great stigma was attached to this thing. After a time however, my grandfather allowed my mother -whom he loved dearly to return, back to his village and he insisted that she was not to see my father again.

It so happened that when I was about a year old, a younger brother of my father, who had heard about my birth come up from the Natal South Coast to my mothers village and asked my grandfathers permission to take me away, permission that my grandfather angrily granted. I will seize him and kill him very slowly indeed. And it was while growing up that it was discovered that I was something of a visionary and a prophet. A talent, which together with an artistic inclination, to draw and to sculpt, the woman who now brought me up, my fathers new wife, did her uttermost to suppress.

I did not attend school until I was well within my 14th year of life. And because my family now kept on travelling, as a result of my fathers building profession, which took him from town to town, we became a family of travellers, who never stayed long in one place. In , my father found a job, a major building job, in the Transvaal and he brought us all from Natal to join him where he was building.

I attended school on and off in different schools, and then, in I went through great shock and trauma, when I was seized and sodomized by a gang of mineworkers outside a mine compound. This caused me to be ill for a long time. And although I was taken to white doctors, I could find no help until my fathers brother, the same one who had taken me away from my maternal grandfather decided to take me back to my mothers village in the hope that I would find help there.

My grandfather, a man whom my father despised as a heathen and a demon worshipper helped me and brought me back to health, where Christian doctors had failed. I, still a Christian and a confessing catholic, had not believed at all that my grandfather would be able to help me.

And I was greatly surprised when he did, and I began to wonder were not the missionaries wrong when they called people such as my grandfather ungodly heathens. If my grandfather had been a stupid heathen savage, as white missionaries loved to call people like him, how is it that he had been able to help me? It was here that I began to question many things that I never questioned before. Where our ancestors really the savages that quiet missionaries would have us believe they were?

Were we Africans really a race of primitives who possessed no knowledge at all before the white man came to Africa? These and many, many other questions began to haunt my mind. And then one day when he was sure that I was fully returned to health, my grandfather told me that the illness that had been troubling me for so long, had actually been a sacred illness which required that I had to become a shaman, a healer.

And when the old man said this to me, I readily agreed to undergo initiation at the hands of one of my grandfather's daughters, a young sangoma named Myrna. When they heard that I had become a sangoma, both my father and my stepmother, told my maternal uncle that I was never to set foot in their home again.

And so I found myself on my own, a youth without a home, without family and so I began travelling. First I went to Swaziland and then the land of the Basotho , and I developed a wanderlust that was to be with me until today.

I was not travelling for enjoyment, however I was travelling for knowledge, in search of clarity of mind and in search of the truth about my people. Sometimes I would find jobs for a few months and then move on.

Sometimes I found myself travelling with missionaries, the very people in whom I no longer believed. Sometimes I found myself travelling with miners, returning home from the Johannesburg gold mines. I came into contact with men and women of countries that I had not known about before. I learned things that I had not known about before.

I experienced things, which only those that walk the path of the healer in Africa experience. I found myself amongst amazing and strange people.

I found myself amongst men and women, possessing knowledge that was already ancient when the man Jesus Christ was born. I heard stories from the lips of storytellers that went back to the remotest of the remote times. Stories that very few had ever heard before. As the years past, I became filled with a fanatical obsession; I realized how rapidly Africa was changing.

I realized to my shock and sorrow that the culture of my people, a culture that I had thought immortal, was actually dying. Very, very soon the Africa that I knew would become a forgotten thing.

A thing of the past and I decided to try and preserve somehow, what I could of my people's culture. How was I to do that? Friends advised me to write books. One friend advised me to build living museums in which I would preserve the dying culture of my people, and I struggled very hard to bring these things about. I wrote books, and I tried to borrow money from banks and organizations supposedly established to help black people who wanted to establish businesses.

Again and again, I was disappointed until, after long years of struggle. In I succeeded in obtaining permission and funds to build the first living museum, for the preservation of my people's knowledge, religion and culture, in the centre of Soweto. Many black people misunderstood the purpose of my having built this living museum. But I did not see myself as a politician, I saw myself as a healer, whose duty it was to preserve the greatness of his people, regardless of which government happened to be in power in South Africa.

I saw myself as a healer whose purpose it was to create job opportunities for my starving people in Soweto, regardless of whether we were ruled by the apartheid regime or the A. I believed firmly that knowledge was about politics and that a race that did not know its true greatness, will never obtain full freedom.

And I was saddened by the fact that out people were making huge sacrifices, fighting for freedom when they did not know their full greatness. I said to my now late wife, Cecilia, and myself that if our people gain freedom under these circumstances, that freedom would be an illusion and a fraud. Years of careful investigation had taught me the European powers that had colonized Africa had done more than just beat our people into submission with artillery and rifles.

They had done more than simply sown confusion amongst our people by introducing many conflicting versions of the Christian religion amongst the people. They had deliberately so brain washed our people, that Africans had lost all self-knowledge, self-love, self-respect, self-pride and self-dependency. If you rob a people of all these things you turn them into a race of robots, forever dependent upon you. And even if you stood up and walked away from these people, and said tot them that you were giving them back their freedom, they would stand up and follow you wherever you are going for their minds were still your slaves even though their bodies were now free of your chains.

I believed then as I believe now, that the African has never really gained freedom and independence. Which is why our people have not been able to achieve what nations such as India and the tiger Nations of South East Asia, which were once also colonized by the white people as we were, have today achieved.

For example today India is a nuclear power feared and respected by all nations on earth. India is admired for its great culture and its ancient religious philosophies as well as its other philosophies. While Africa is a downtrodden casualty of history forever dependent like a whipped slave upon her former oppressors.

This breaks my heart as a black man, I who, over many years of travelling through my motherland, have discovered that there was a time when we, the black people now held in contempt by many races were once masters of the world. When we, now derided as a nation of savages incapable of ruling itself were once the tutors of the early world, I feel great bitterness, when I see how far we have been made to fall.

We whose sons and daughters once walked tall in the Americas, not as slaves but rather as civilizes and rulers. I wept when I found out that we were once the founders of some of the world's oldest civilizations.

We were there in Sumeria, we were there in India, we founded great kingdoms in Cambodia, and the first man to be saluted as emperor of China was one of us, a son of Africa, a black man. Buddha was a black man from Africa, his earliest statues confirm this. Krishna was a black warrior.

The goddess Kali , is depicted as an African woman. Even the bible states that Nimrod was a great man in the eyes of the Lord and he was the father of Cush, who founded the great Cushite nation. I weep even now when I see Africans slaughter each other in the streets of South Africa, now supposedly a free nation. I weep even now when my people hunger and suffer in the veld in South Africa.

I weep even now when Euro centric education is being fed to our children. Fed in order to make them Afrofobes, creatures that hate and despise their motherland, which look down in contempt upon their own people, because this is what all European educated black people do.

They despise Africa and all she stands for. And they are in contempt of the culture of her people. They are still even now doing the colonialists dirty work for them, because if you want to destroy the culture of a nation, you must brainwash the youth of that nation and make them do your dirty work for you. There is not a single university in Africa, even now which teaches our people the truth about themselves. There is not a single school in South Africa even now which teaches our people about what it means to be an African.

Our children who will stone a Sangoma to death, who will burn an Inyanga to death with a petrol soaked car tire even now, do not know, and were never taught that Africans were once kings of the Americas. They were founders of the amazing Olmec Civilization , whose breath taking relics craved in eternal stone still amaze visitors in museums to this day. Our children who would gladly spit at the face of a sangoma, who hate the traditional dress of their people, would gladly put on a highland kilt, not knowing that amongst the founders of the Scottish nation were black men and woman and that the surnames of some of these Scotsmen, confirm this.

Sholto-Douglas, what does this word mean? What does this Surname mean? It means Behold the black man. Black knights once fought for the kings of Scotland, and the Danish people who are fraudulently represented in the history books as blond and pink skinned Nordics, had large numbers of black men in their ranks. When Alfred slaughtered the Danes, in England so many years ago, amongst the warriors that he slew were dark skinned men, whose ancestors had come to Denmark from Africa thousands of years before.

All these truths are hidden from our children. Our political leaders, fail to create United Nations in Africa. Our political leaders live on a razors edge in Africa everywhere. They sit on shaky thrones from which they can get kicked off by any armed thug carrying the rank of colonel or general. Because you can never build a viable nation on the cesspit of self-ignorance and self-despite. I have seen many African leaders at first sight, I have spoken to some of these men and all of them have one thing in common, they are simply white men in black skins.

And this is why they fail again and again to create a peaceful, progressing and prosperous Africa. They are still slaves of their long departed colonial masters. Look at what is happening in South Africa now. Look at the confusion and the crime, the disunity and the epidemic political killings.

What do all these things tell you? That our people lack self-pride and self-knowledge and therefore can never be politically united ever. I have suffered in the cause of my battle against shadows.

When you are fighting against ignorance you suffer just as much as you if you were on a battlefield under gun fire. I have lost people I love; I have lost a woman I love years ago in to the guns of the white man.

To the guns of the oppressive regime In was falsely accused of being a supporter of. I lost a son, my first-born son, Innocent, to the knives of black activists, murdering people under the banner of the mass democratic movement.

I came close to losing another son to the spears of the Inkatha freedom party, God have mercy upon us! I have been cheated by whites who took advantage of my ignorance and stupidity and who robbed me of millions of rands of money I made out of my books. Even as I am talking to you now there is a white woman, who deceived me into signing away everything that I wrote, everything that I painted, and everything that I sculpted.

I have suffered, and am still suffering. Even now there are white men that have set my own children, my sons against me. A born again Christian preacher of lies brain washed my daughters mind and stole her away from me, saying, you must not talk to your father , he is a devil worshipper. I am not seeking anybodies sympathy when I am telling you this; I just want you all to know who and what Credo Mutwa is.

I am one of the scums of this earth, a creature dejected and ridiculed by university professors. Professors who later came sneaking into my home seeking the very information that they ridiculed me for revealing. I am a black man who has every reason to be bitter and angry.

But somehow I cannot get myself to be angry. You cannot be angry at the ignorant. You cannot but pity the self-destructive. Many years ago I was fortunate enough to find a woman who loved me, a woman who became my wife and the mother of my seven children. This woman was a strong and godly woman whose quietness, hid a person of steel, this woman gave up drinking, gave up dependence on alcohol out of the love of her children, and of love of fool and the cretin that she married. Today I stand alone, a man rejected by the world.

A widower who lost his wife a few months ago under extremely sinister circumstances. My wife went to hospital supposedly suffering from cancer of the uterus, while I was away, and x-rays showed a strange metal device inside her womb. Nobody knows what this device was. I did not take that warning seriously, and my wife died within two weeks after I had received it. I have every reason to be angry with the froth that is called western civilization.

I have every reason to be angry with the various foreign religions that enslave our peoples minds and blinker their vision. I have every reason to be angry with education systems that rob our people of their true worth, of the truth about themselves. This is my friends is Credo Mutwa. I am a sculptor, who has created large sculptures in various parts of South Africa. I am a painter who has painted pictures that were afterwards stolen from him, by exploiters.

I am the writer of books, whose books fill the pockets of others with money, and not his own. That is Credo Mutwa. I have used the knowledge that I acquired over many years of investigation and travel, I have used that knowledge to create job opportunities for my starving people. The villages that I built in Soweto, and which were destroyed by misguided youths. The villages that I built in Mafekeng, and the village and the statues that I built in the Eastern Cape, placed bread in the hands of my starving fellow South Africans.

I made jobs where there are none. I made livings for my people where there had been none. I believe that a truly democratic country, is a country that uses the spiritual talents and the heritage of its people to feed the hungry and clothe the naked. But what has been my reward? I have been scorned; demonise lied about by conspirators, who delight in setting black against black, by gullible blacks that swallow any garbage white newspapers feed them.

If you speak about the international conspires, that is the government behind many countries governments, people laugh at you for a fourteen carrot lunatic, but there is such a thing and it is ruining my people even now. The Aids epidemic which will soon wipe out great tribes, such as the Zulus, my people, is no accident, neither is the flood of drugs that is sweeping over this once beautiful country.

The soaring crime wave is no accident. The epidemic of political killings which are almost a daily occurrence in some parts of South Africa is no accident either. All these things are planned by someone and carried out by someone on behalf of that someone. They tell us that the high incidence of rape in South Africa is a macho thing. It is deliberate, it is planned, and most of the woman that is raped in South Africa is raped for black magical purposes.

Children who disappear; where do they disappear to? In South Africa today, criminals have got more rights than law-abiding citizens. A criminal will kill your father, in the morning, be arrested in the afternoon and be released on bail on the following morning to come back and kill you who helped the police to put him behind bars. Today in South Africa, as in Prohibition era, America, the distinction between the police and the criminals is getting dimmer and dimmer by the day.

And all this is no accident. He is world acclaimed author, artist, poet and sculptor. And he has won numerous awards for his work on nature conversation in South Africa. Join Credo Mutwa online discussion Group Biography Africa My People Biography Mysteries of Africa Biography The Origins of the Gods Biography Mysterious Africa the History of the Cross Biography Children of Mars Biography More info on Credo Mutwa Biography Hope for South Africa Zulu Shaman: Though this theme is prevalent within the oral and written traditions of several cultures, the use of this word to describe this phenomenon is common in the work of Zulu elder Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa.

The recent proliferation of this word into popular usage can be attributed to B. Sun and Nota, citizens of the Divided Kingdom Republic, primarily through their expansion of the word's use to encompass all facets of what they see as the synthetic non-reality of day-to-day 21st Century life. They allege that modern man, by succumbing to his 'Chitauri' instincts, is now trapped in a spiraling cycle of 're-creation,' in which he disassembles, and attempts to improve, a world he is not responsible for creating in the first place.

Hence, by this thinking, 'modern life', particularly Western Civilization, including all its knowledge, routine, and even vocabulary, can be seen as 'Chitauri,' that is, a ball of nonsensical but elaborately constructed confusion. As a result the world is imbalanced in favour of the reptoid nature, while the population is being conditioned to believe and accept that this state of affairs is the only possibility.

The Chitauri are a proposed race of intelligent, supernatural, or highly developed reptile-like humanoids in mythology, popular fiction, pseudoscientific theories and in the writings of New Age conspiracists. They appear in some conspiracy theories, most notably those of Riley Martin, John Rhodes, David Icke, and in science fiction. Reptoids, a conjoined word defining Reptilian-Humanoid beings, is the most popular name used to describe these cryptid beings, although some authors also refer to them as dinosauroids, lizardfolk or lizardmen.

Other names include Draconians, Saurians and Sauroids. They are often described as being green or gold color. Similar to the other cryptids, no one has produced proof of the existence of reptilian humanoids. Much of the US is honeycombed with naturally occurring caves and caves systems, sinkholes and abandoned mines - especially in the West - so it's not all that far-fetched when you think about it.

Presented for your perusal is the whole mess, for your own conclusions. Underground Bases by Wm. Early reports speak of humans and human-dwarfs inhabiting the caverns of the region, although in the 20th century reports of reptilian and grey type aliens have increased.

Between the large entrance and an underground lake far back in the cave is a trail that winds through an area of rubble or "breakdown". The trail is intersected by a crack in the earth [between the entrance and the lake] that, if followed into the breakdown, widens enough to enter.

This chasm is reportedly an entrance to the endless networks of the alien underworld. Charles Marcoux - - George Wight - D. Claims linked to the base include: X" claimed that at least one-third of this "Illuminati" are shape-shifting reptiloids posing as human via laser-hologram devices attached to their belts. Cathy O'Brien claims that the Jesuit Lodge has been completely infiltrated by physical reptilian infiltrators, 5th dimensional reptilian parasites using human host bodies, implanted clones, etc.

He had penetrated seven layers of limestone, clay, red soil and sandstone when, at feet, the but struck something soft and quickly dropped to feet. Jenson lowered the pump and brought to the surface a bucket of what he believed to be flesh, bone, hide and hairs. The matter had not putrefied even after several days in the open air. Langsford, Territory Director of Health in Darwin, stated that the material he studied under microscope was hair and tissue, possibly human [or Sasquatch?

Natives avoid the mountain, as well as birds and other animals. Also known by the aborigine's as "Kalcajagga", two young men intent on solving earlier disappearances vanished, as well as 2 black trackers who tried to find them.

The first "recorded" disappearance was that of a carrier named Grayner who disappeared along with his horse and bullocks. Then a gold prospector named Renn vanished and could not be found by police teams who combed the area for weeks. Harry Owens, a station owner from Oakley Creek, disappeared at the mountain while searching for stray cattle, as did his parter George Hawkins who went to search for him after alerting police. Two police trackers entered the caves but only one came out, and he was so shaken by an experience that terrified him so much that he could give no clear account of what happened.

One man armed with a revolver and electric torch penetrated the caves, one of which descended and narrowed, and deep within he encountered bats and a sickly, musty stench, then his torch went out. He crawled for 5 hours through stench-filled caverns, encountering deep precipices and black chambers, until he saw a distant light which he climbed towards, until he reached the surface. UFO's have been seen entering and emerging from the ground, and one explorer escaped to tell of a terrifying encounter with a 30 foot saurian-like "lizard" within one of the cavern systems of the area.

Their automobile was left locked outside the cave. In new parts of the cave were discovered, connecting two cave systems and making the Lamprechtsofe at the time the deepest [official] cave on Earth!

At one end of the cavern is a subterranean lake. After several HOURS of rowing a small boat by artificial light, he related, the cave narrowed and gave way to a trail barred by an enormous gate of wrought iron. The grille, he said, bore all the characteristics of 17th century Spanish ironwork. He was eager to see what lay beyond but he had to return to Sorata without solving the mystery. Did the early Spanish explorers of this cavern go through all the trouble to forge the gate in order to keep someone out, or did they do it to keep some 'thing' in?

I just read one of your articles referring to underground bases and tunnels. I have lived in the 29 Palms area between and I again live here.

I came back in I have spent many nights at Giant Rock, I have been under the rock. I have studied and slept in the integratron. More interesting though, approx. I went to investigate and this is what I found - a narrow cut out in a ridgeline that lead to a large steel door, of course it was locked. I went to the top of the mountain and found a vertical shaft with fresh air blowing out!? I found another shaft at approx a 40 degree angle leading below the surface, I climbed down the shaft and stopped approx.

On the other side was a concrete floor, a small room lined on both sides with large computers and a table with coffe cups sitting on it!? The concrete floor of the room sinmply dropped off into a vertical shaft, I estimate it to be the same shaft that I found above. The interesting thing was the fresh clean air being pumped out!? I have been back to the sight a number of times over the years, the shafts are closed-in now, but the door remains!?

Her child Danny was so surprised that he began to cry. Having heard a similar noise several months earlier beneath her living room, Wanda was curious and put her ear to the bedroom floor and clearly heard "the roar of machinery". She took a hammer and began to pound the bedroom [basement? She could hear a series of noises and knocks and then she faintly heard MEN talking to each other, but the voices were too muffled to understand. In later months she would again hear the machinery when placing her ear to the floor, but never again the men's voices.

Reports of several tunnels below the Camp Irwin area, one of which is an abandoned mine at the bottom of which is an "earth crack" which leads to a tunnel that connects with a massive underground river about a quarter of a mile wide, one of at least five subterranean rivers which rise and fall with the tides, suggesting the source of origin being a large underground sea below the dry basins of Utah and Nevada.

NW of Needles, California. These underground rivers are said to empty into the Pacific or Gulf of California via large aqua caves near the base of the continental slopes. Deep Springs, according to an agent who was part of a secret CIA paramilitary force called "Yellow Fruit" or "YF" based at the Nevada Test Site [where they are working with "blond" humanoid aliens in an effort to fight the Greys at deep springs], is the basing area of a large nest of grey aliens and communist - homosexual human collaborators who are using the "National Resources Defense Council" as a front for their agency, and who are involved in an electromagnetic war with the "benevolent ones" who have made allies within the Nevada Test Site, who serve as advisors to intelligence agencies that are turning against the greys as a result of betrayals of joint-operation treaties.

However there are still intelligence agencies under alien control working at the Nevada Test Site and especially within the deeper underground levels [the benevolent ones and their allies essentially having gained the "upper ground"], however the whole scenario is a mess and "out of control", largely because of the military-industrial "machine" itself which has become so compartmentalized and secretive [even to the exclusion of Congressional oversight] that the true patriots don't have the freedom or backup to do much damage against their underground nemesis, mainly because of the limitations imposed upon them by fraternal oaths, mental programming, and military security clearances.

Men In Black, by the way, have also been seen at Deep Springs. Also several "stand-offs" allegedly exist throughout the world, the Deep Springs - Nevada Test Site stand-off being possibly the largest and most critical. Gravity anomaly maps also suggest the existence of massive caverns beneath the area. Agent "YF" cited the following coordinates as locations of Deep Springs extension facilities, in most cases near the bases of mountains near which portals to the underground installations exist: He found [or was shown] a cave or tunnel in the side of a hill near a natural rock arch and a peak which looks like it has "a black railroad car on top of it.

He also heard of another man who reportedly found the cave and told others about it, but who was killed shortly thereafter. During one encounter she was taken to a joint alien-military facility deep beneath the China Lake Naval Weapons Test Center via magnetic a elevator to a huge facility where she observed numerous humans and animals in cages who had been bio-genetically altered.

Newkirk, northern California's "Clear Lake has many underground caverns [leading under Mt. Shasta in Northern California mysterious lights seen from mid-mountain on many evenings. Contactee Maurice Doreal may add something new to all of this, with his claim that he was invited -- by two "blond men" who attended one of his lectures -- into an ancient neo-Mayan city under Mt.

Shasta, California called Telos [interesting enough, "Telos" is also a Greek word meaning "uttermost" or "purpose"]. During later contacts Doreal was shown some ancient 'holographic' libraries beneath the Himalayas, and holographic records of a technically-advanced race of tall, blond and blue-eyed humans who ruled a vast empire where the Gobi desert now lies. These 'Nordics' were at war with a race of reptilian or neo-saurian humanoids -- velociraptor type humanoids, possibly the result of ancient genetic engineering gone out of control?

The 'Nordics' literally drove the reptilian humanoids off the face of the earth, the reptiloids taking refuge in vast underground cavern systems [possibly akin to "Snakeworld", "Patala" or "Nagaloka" with it's reptilian capital "Bhoga-vita" -- which is according to Hindu tradition part of a seven leveled subterranean realm stretching from Benares India to Lake Manosarowar Tibet, and inhabited by deadly reptilian humanoids called the 'Nagas'].

There they developed a hive-like society in order to advanced their occult-technology. The unusual thing however according to Doreal was that many of the reptilians could, chameleon-like, masquerade as humans and they used this ability to infiltrate human society and commit acts of sabotage.

Many of these were detected and executed, and the ancients used an unusual method to root them out. If a suspected reptilian infiltrator was cornered and could not bring itself to pronouncing the words, they were taken and if proven to be reptilian they were dealt with accordingly.

This area is a known reptilian nest, only a very aggressive one that is waiting for the return of the original Dracos which has now occurred. All those who were sent were captured, and probably eaten!

Unless it and any of the other plus underground US bases already operating, is being used to house large numbers of aliens why was it built and what activities take place there? Yes, this base contains enough concrete to build a six lane highway from Denver to Chicago. It is currently used as a staging area to other Western bases.

It connects to the inner Earth and Reptilian nests. Do these plasma balls have a relationship or working with bigfoot in anyway That is the Marfa area of West Texas.

This area sits on top of a Reptilian nest. It seems like there would have to be a number of openings into the inner earth needing blocking for the troops to still be bombing caves after "victory" and the announcement that Osama is now probably in Pakistan.

Just today on the national news there was a story that a 40 acre underground Al Quaida compound was destroyed. What is the likelihood that the strategies for "winning" this war against terrorism includes killing of as many Reptilian "terrorist" outposts by the ruling Hybrids as it includes the destruction of out-gunned Arab "militia" peasants?

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