Roswell Testimony Reveals Name Of Reverse Engineering Program Applied To Alien Spacecraft
Some technological leaps since 1947 have led ufologists to think that they were the consequence of what happened that year in Roswell, New Mexico. Now, an unpublished testimony accounts for a secret reverse engineering program designed to study the ship that crashed in the Roswell incident, The UFO depended on a kind of telekinesis on the part of its alien crew.
We recently reported on an exhibition that took place at the Fredericton Region Museum, dedicated exclusively to a once-prominent resident: physicist and ufologist Stanton Terry Friedman, by far the most prestigious civilian investigator on the Roswell case.
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The famous paranormal blog Mystery Planet requested access to the exhibited material, largely composed of a large number of papers and letters that Stan kept in his personal archive. Among them, they found a more than the striking letter, where a certain Shawn (the surname is censored) from Texas, the son of a military witness to the incident, tells what his father knew and bequeathed to him as an alien ship crashed in 1947.
The transcript of the letter can be seen below and you can also download it at the end:
Dear Mr. Friedman,
January 26, 2010
A friend gave me your address and said you want to hear from family members of military men who witnessed anything related to flying saucers during their service. I have a first-hand eyewitness account given to me by my father regarding flying saucers and so-called “aliens” that I think you should hear. I also have relevant documentary evidence left to me by my father that I would like you to examine.
In 1973, when I was 7 or 8 years old, I bought a comic book depicting the recent alien abduction of two men while they were fishing at night. The abduction story fascinated me. I showed the comic to my father and asked him if he believed it really happened, and whether he thought flying saucers were real. To my surprise, my father told me that flying saucers were indeed real, because he had seen one up close. I asked him when and where he had seen the saucer, and he told me the following story.
My father told me that in the summer of 1947, he was at an air base in Ft. Worth, Texas for reserve training after temporarily discharging from active duty in the Army Air Corps earlier that year. He said he remembered it well because it happened on the Fourth of July holiday weekend. One night he was playing cards when an officer came in and asked for volunteers to make a routine red-eye flight to New Mexico.
My father said he jumped at the opportunity, clad to get some flight time (he went as aircrew, not pilot). My father loved to fly more than anything. He said he was especially happy because it was his birthday, July 6, My father said it didn’t take him long to figure out something was wrong, because everything was tense and hurried, as if it was some sort of emergency.
He said he knew it was no routine flight when two MPS boarded his plane with fully-loaded Thompson submachine guns. He said they flew together in a C-54 as part of a convoy with a second C-54, a bomber, and two fighter escorts. He told me a general was with them aboard the bomber.
My father said they were flying “hot” (armed), and it reminded him of fighter and bomber operations during the war. He said everything was definitely out of the ordinary. When he asked what was going on, an MP told him a rocket had crash-landed on US soil.
They landed at an air base in New Mexico and took trucks and jeeps to a remote piece of land.
There were MPs already present, and they tried to prevent the aircrews from entering the property.
My father said when the General told the MPs the airmen were “his boys,” they were allowed to pass. On the ground, my father said he saw the scattered remains of some sort of crashed aircraft. He said he had seen the remains of crashed fighters and bombers in the Pacific, but this was different from anything he had ever seen before. It didn’t look anything like the other crashes. My father said he was the only one present who was familiar with the internals of jet aircraft since he studied jet propulsion and trained as a mechanic on the Army’s first jet fighter (the P-80 Shooting Star).
The General knew of my father’s familiarity with advanced jet aircraft, and he asked my father to take a look at the wreckage and “see what he could make of it. My father said the wreckage was unlike anything he had ever seen before.
Nothing resembled the shape of a conventional airplane or rocket. There were chunky pieces of relatively intact metal frame and many smaller, thinner pieces of what looked like a fuselage. Everything was made of a strange metal alloy, what he called “unobtanium,” very light and strong. Some of the pieces could not be bent, while others were extremely flexible. There were also some pieces that appeared to be rusted on the outside or to have been subjected to very high heat.
There were no discernible welds or rivets anywhere in the wreckage, and my father said it looked as if the entire ship had somehow been cast in one piece. There were no motors or moving parts at all, no propellers, jets, or nozzles. There were no visible cables, switches, gauges, vacuum tubes, or electronics of any kind. There were what looked like long, small lights; solid pieces of plastic of what he called “spaghetti” that were no wires or tubes, with no apparent function. There were strange characters on some of the pieces, a type of writing my father had never seen before — although only on the inside of the ship; there were no marks on the outside.
There were also a bunch of loose objects with no apparent purpose. The strangest objects he said he found were metal reclining seats the size of a child, with notches for the head, body, arms, and legs, including notches for hands with spaces for six fingers. There were no corpses in the rubble.
After examining the remains, my father reported to the general, “Kell, it is not one of ours, that’s for sure.” Asked whether he thought it was a rocket or a jet, he replied, “Neither.”
The general asked my father if he thought the Russians had done it, and my father replied, “No, unless those inscriptions inside are in Russian.”
The rumor around the place was that the ship was a crashed flying saucer, and everyone present instinctively felt that it was not from Earth.
My father said that he helped the crew pick up some of the remains until more soldiers and some intelligence officers arrived and told them to leave. He said they returned to the local air base, and then the next day they flew the recovered wreckage back to Ft. Worth in two C-54s, again with combat escorts – but this time without the general’s company.
Three small bodies packed in ice were loaded aboard his plane. They told him that they were the crew of the crashed ship. The ice was melting and, according to my father, the bodies were decomposing and smelled bad. He was able to examine the bodies and obviously thought they were not from this planet. This is what he told me about what he observed:
- They were humanoid, with a head, two arms, two legs, two eyes, a mouth, and a nose.
- They had no ears or teeth.
- They were small and fragile with unusually large heads.
- They had large eyes but no lids.
- They did not have genitalia.
- They had six fingers on each hand.
- They had skin that looked like that of a shark.
- They were the perfect size and shape to fit the formed metal reclining seats he had seen among the wreckage.
Upon arrival in Ft. Worth, the remains and bodies were immediately loaded onto another transport under heavy surveillance and flown elsewhere. My father said he thought it was all sent to Washington, DC
Subsequently, a rumor was heard that a fourth body had been recovered separately later and shipped alone, with the rest of what was recovered.
My father said that he and the rest of the crew were immediately questioned by intelligence agents, who ordered them never to talk about what they had seen, forcing them to sign a confidentiality agreement that would be enforced under penalty of treason.
My father was a member of the 414 Fighter Group. He was very well connected within the AAF and the airline industry. His stepfather (Charles Eastman) was an officer in Kelly APB and helped him get started in the AAF with special privileges. My father’s dream was to be a fighter pilot, but still too young, he entered first as a mechanic and crew chief.
My father was very intelligent, had mechanical talent, and was very interested in airplanes, especially jets. He was part of the P-80 Shooting Star program (the Army’s first operational jet fighter) and trained at the plants where they were designed and built, where he received low-level security clearances. He received special training in air bases and aircraft manufacturing throughout the country.
He was discharged from active duty in early 1947 but continued to train and serve in reserve status until he returned to active duty when the Korean War began. When he was discharged in 1947, he was recommended to continue military training, in which he frequently participated at various air bases and aircraft plants, including plants and bases in Ft. Worth. Shortly after leaving active duty, he began formal pilot training and attended the Schreiner Institute in Kerrville, Texas, where many WWII airmen and fighter pilots were trained. My father was very loyal and devoted himself to the Army Air Corps and later the United States Air Force.
My father kept an address book with the names, addresses, and phone numbers of all the airmen he met across the country and abroad, from World War II to Korea. He had regular contact with many of them throughout his life. He regularly attended Veterans Meetings, and VFW, and spent a lot of time in VA hospitals. My father had many well-known engineers in the aeronautical plants in which he trained and maintained his contacts with them.
He had access to inside information on the government’s saucer recovery program. Because he was there from the beginning because he knew many of the other men who participated. He said that these men were forbidden to speak to strangers about these matters, but they could and continued to speak freely about it.
For years after recovery, my father continued to monitor and gather information on subsequent developments through his many contacts (some of whom became high-ranking officials and government agents). As one of the first at the scene of the saucer accident, others involved continually introduced him to new members of the team, even years later, and shared their experiences with each other. He explained to me that those involved formed a kind of fraternity around the recovery events they had experienced. It was an unsettling and unnerving experience, and the only ones they were able to talk to about it were themselves.
He made it clear to me that he was good friends with some men who were “high up” in the recovery program. Despite being ordered never to speak about his experience, he continued to ask questions at every opportunity.
The following is a synopsis of what my father told me that he was able to learn through his contacts over the years:
- The wreckage was taken to a hangar somewhere and carefully reassembled like a giant puzzle, revealing a saucer-shaped ship. Subsequent searches were conducted for all missing pieces. Some of the men involved in the recovery had their belongings looted in search of the missing pieces, some of which were recovered in this way. However, many pieces remained missing, and it was believed that they were still “out there” in someone’s possession. (My father pointed out that some of the crew took “souvenir” pieces, although he did not.)
- The writing inside the ship was never deciphered.
- When electrical currents were applied to parts of the ship and the materials within it, they changed shape and exhibited strange properties.
- The ship’s frame and fuselage were found to incorporate wiring and circuitry that were invisible to the naked eye, somehow arranged perfectly atom by atom within the metal.
- It was determined that the ship itself and all the materials it contained had been “cultivated” in some way as singular pieces at the molecular level, crystal by crystal, one molecule at a time. The materials were perfectly arranged in geometric lattice patterns with molecular alignment, creating unusual alloys and amalgams with properties not found in natural materials. Scientists were unable to reproduce the materials or determine how they were made.
- The “creatures” (as my father called them) that recovered at the accident site had circulatory systems but no digestive organs. It was determined that they somehow absorbed nutrients through their skin.
- The creatures had unusually large brains with four hemispheres separated by bony plates and an extraordinarily large amount of sensory nerve tissue throughout their bodies, arranged in specific patterns.
- The creatures were connected to the ship through a form of wireless technology and were an integral part of the ship. The creatures and the ship functioned as a single unit. The creatures were not mere crew members or passengers of the ship per se but were an operational part of the ship itself. They were much more than just pilots.
- The creatures were bioengineered robots made for a specific function, and they were simply one more component of the trade. They were grown in a laboratory, using methods similar to those of the other materials. Their flesh and bones exhibited molecular alignment, like other materials, and they were unusually resilient.
- The creatures were determined not to be representative of the physical appearance and biological type of the beings who designed and built the ship. They were simply drones or machines, and the creators of this technology were believed to be considerably different physiologically.
- There was no propulsion unit inside the ship. The propulsion unit was initially believed to have been destroyed in the accident, but it was later determined that the propulsion was provided by the creatures themselves, as an “advanced form of telekinesis” (as explained by my father). The creatures themselves or their minds, rather, were the units of propulsion and navigation.
- It was determined that the brains of the creatures served as onboard computers for the ship.
- The ship and its components were determined to function through a type of non-physical energy that we do not yet have access to, energy apparently harnessed and controlled by the minds of the creatures.
- The energy that fed, controlled, and powered the artifact was determined to be a form of focused consciousness or power of thought.
- It was determined that the cause of the accident was lightning that struck the ship. The lightning apparently incapacitated one of the creatures, somehow creating an imbalance in the forces driving the ship, breaking it. The ship could not function properly without all the creatures acting in unison.
- The origin of the ship was never determined. It was believed to have originated from one of three sources: a) another planet within the Milky Way or another galaxy in this universe; b) a planet in another dimension or c) the Earth’s own far future.
- It was determined that the ship could travel and maneuver faster than the speed of light. Capable of virtually instantaneous dematerialization and rematerialization, moving from place to place in this way while defying known laws of physics. It was determined that the spacecraft could travel many light years in an instant, somehow traveling in a “bubble” of space-time or “warping” or “bending” the space-time around it and “jumping” through dimensions. . It was determined that it possessed the ability to travel inter-dimensionally, and it was believed that it could also travel back and forth through time.
- Attempts were made to “reverse engineer” all the technology discovered within the ship, with limited success.
- Another identical ship had been recovered intact but never made functional. The ship would not function without the presence of the creatures, which were the crucial operational component of the machine.
- Unsuccessful efforts have been made to clone the creatures.
Because he was persistent, my father received a lot of information from various sources regarding the flying disc recovery and investigation. In our many conversations on these topics, my father emphasized to me that the secrets of the discs were feasible technologies that humans could and would one day master.
Witnessing the crashed saucer had a profound impact on my father for the rest of his life. Before the event, he was extremely interested in all types of aircraft, especially advanced propulsion systems, an interest that led to his early work on the first jets. Having seen what he saw, he gained a lifelong drive to understand how the crashed saucer worked and reproduce the technology. He became obsessed with the subject and dreamed of ways to reproduce its propulsion system. He stated that it was possible and that men he knew personally had already worked hard to achieve this goal.
At some point, my father acquired a set of classified documents related to a project codenamed RAMP. He said they came from one of his contacts in California. These documents describe the propulsion system of the recovered discs and the efforts made to duplicate them.
The documents contain the details of the “advanced form of telekinesis” generated by the creatures as propulsion and how it was believed to work. My father said that the information in these documents is the key to reproducing the propulsion technology of the ship.
When I was young, my father thought that jets were the way of the future, so he entered the P-80 Shooting Star program to study jet propulsion. However, he changed his mind when exposed to the incredibly advanced cymbal technology. My father held that saucer propulsion was the true way of the future.
He emphasized the fact that whoever is able to develop and commercialize this technology will become rich beyond belief. And he claimed that there were “limitless applications” for the technology in all segments of society.
Many times since 1973, I have urged my father to tell someone what he knew and to make the information public. He refused, saying that he had taken an oath and signed a document and that he could be jailed or even killed if he revealed something. He made me swear that I wouldn’t tell anyone either and said he’d deny everything if I said a word about it. However, before he died, my father gave me the RAMP project documents and told me that “I would know what to do with them when the time came.”
Although the RAMP documents he left me to appear to be genuine, I never had any evidence to support my father’s claims until after his death, when I found the records about his military service, indicating that he did in fact participate in and associate with the AAF. in various facilities from 1944 to 1952.
For many years I have kept my father’s secrets. He died unexpectedly a few years ago and since then I have wondered what to do with the information he left me. I think now is the time to reveal what I know and ask for help, the “right time” that my father referred to. He clearly believed that I should try to develop the technology and commercialize it, but I lack the resources to do so. However, I have studied it intensively and made some progress in my understanding of the technologies involved and how they can be applied.
I’m not looking for publicity or notoriety. I want someone to help me develop the technology my father left me with. I am willing to share the information in the RAMP documents with you if you work with me in secret and help me figure out what to do with the information. If you are not interested in any way, please refer this project to a trusted colleague with the necessary qualifications. Please reply. I hope to get news from you.
To be honest,
Shawn [crossed out],
Gatesville, Texas.
*** END OF LETTER ***
So far the translation and transcription of the letter have. The original in English can be downloaded HERE (PDF).
Unfortunately, we have not yet been able to come up with Stanton Friedman’s answer – if there was one – but the truth is that much of what was said in the text is consistent with what is maintained by other important witnesses to the Roswell incident. The most interesting thing that is revealed here is that these creatures were not fully biological, but rather robots or artificial bits of intelligence ( a former Pentagon official claimed the same ) that were an integral part of the crashed ship and its propulsion system.
Conclusion
Given the boost recently received by the UFO issue at the governmental and political level, could anything mentioned in this mysterious letter (and the secret documents and program to which it alludes) be confirmed soon?
Complicated considering the implications … Although in the near future, when human minds are integrated with artificial intelligence and machines, or when we send advanced humanoid robots to explore planets for us, we might as well wonder where that idea came from …
Source: MysteryPlanet.com.ar
Alien or Demonic?
Aliens and Demons: Evidence of an Unseen Realm - a documentary film featuring Dr. Michael S. Heiser
The Sheila Broughton Story
By Eve Lorgen
In 1977 a drunk driver in a pick-up truck hit Sheila as a pedestrian. She almost died from the injuries and while in intensive care suffering excruciating pain, she prayed to God and received a message from a voice she knew was Jesus. In her near-death experience, Jesus’ voice told her, “Go back and heal. And tell everyone that heaven and hell are real and that it DOES MATTER what we do with our lives here on Earth”.
Sheila believes this initial near-death experience may have opened up doorways to both angelic and demonic forces. It wasn’t until 11 years later in 1988, that a demon appeared from her closet, demanding that she sketch a picture of him. This was a foul-mouthed demon, which laid a guilt trip on Sheila telling her she was a bad Christian. He would speak especially foul-mouthed mocking words and gestures of the crucifixion of Jesus on the cross, and threatened, ìIll be back,î before disappearing.
In 2004, Sheila’s children started to have night terrors, suddenly waking up straight out of bed calling for her. During this time period, Sheila would see ‘shadow people’ and even saw a dead-looking woman apparition in attire from the 1800s staring back at her when she opened her refrigerator door. The paranormal activity of ghostly antics got so bad that Sheila’s kids, who were now teenagers, brought their friends over to the apartment so they could see things and photograph them. Orbs were seen above Sheila, and she even saw a traditional-looking Old Hag manifestation near her computer one day. Sheila could sense the evil presence emanating from the attic in her bedroom closet. Trying to get some evidence, Sheila managed to get some EVP recordings, where she could hear voices and an ‘angry beast’ growling.
After Sheila’s ex-husband died in 2005, her life and home no longer were a paranormal picnic but escalated into terrorizing spiritual warfare, with overtones of ‘targeted gang stalking’ and non–lethal weapons harassment. Now, supernatural manifestations took a more physical effect, such as people following and watching Sheila, taking photos of her with cell phones while deliberately making comments she could overhear such as, “Go back and get a better shot.” She found strange things like tree poles in her yard, where the night before she saw red lights in the trees in the exact locations.
Sheila found herself repeatedly attacked by invisible forces as she was pushed, prodded, poked, and sexually assaulted. The accurate red flag marker for its similarities to “alien” medical procedures started when Sheila began getting what she calls virtual surgeries. Like some alien (reptilian, etc.) abduction accounts, Sheila was first paralyzed, then moved into various physical positions while she was sexually assaulted, and woke up with scratch marks on her thighs and throat as if fighting all night. The virtual surgeries were done in what she described as a symposium setting, the surgeons looking like the classical alien grey aliens, and others wearing the high-backed cloaks. One time Sheila saw a tall white alien. It was the tall white alien that cued her into suspecting that these beings were trying to pull the wool over her eyes with a bargain: One night a tall white alien appeared on her stairway and told her that if she would just behave and not make such a fuss about them, and allow them to do more tests on her, that he would let her return to Cydonia, Mars where she was originally from. In addition to this, she also heard a set of 4-5 voices that she referred to, as “The Committee” who commented on everything Sheila did, like controlling watchers.
To make matters worse, the invisible attacks and virtual surgeries left Sheila sore and she sometimes would have mini-seizures afterward, as if her body was rammed with unusual electromagnetic energy. Before an attack, she would sometimes see a vapor emerging from the floor, which had the effect of paralyzing her, after which some type of assault or “virtual surgery” would take place. Sheila discovered an anomalous object in her foot after these surgeries, and also would wake up with letters scratched into her thighs and puncture wounds that were like alien abductee scoop marks. She took photos of some of these things and they can be viewed on www.myspace/cydoniablue.
By 2006, Sheila found herself wondering whether she was losing her mind, or something very evil was going on in her home. She wondered if she was being used as a lab rat for some sick virtual reality experiment by the university across the street where she lived, because so many things that happened resembled targeted gang-stalking incidents, with a bizarre paranormal twist. For example, Sheila was being followed by trucks that were always parked facing her apartment during the invisible attacks. Synchronistic messages on the truck’s license plates read, YXPLANE (why explain?), and another read, EVIL333. The 333 was significant to her because the torment would always stop at 3:33 am, or if it was a night when nothing happened, she would automatically wake up at 3:33m.
Sheila felt constantly watched and sensed a distinct evil presence around her. The attacks took the form of implanted visions, taunting, insulting words, poking, and buzzing. She felt as if her body was electromagnetically charged, and one day her metal lighter actually repelled away from her body when she reached for it.
Sheila was so distressed she began researching the Internet, to try to uncover what was going on with her. When searching for others to tell about her experiences, she received reprisals in the form of automatic writing appearing on her grass lawn and on the sidewalk and even on her skin. The threats told her to stay quiet by writing her son’s name, 666, and “Do you know who I am?”
Sheila believes that it’s possible that perhaps her last three relationships with men could have opened the demonic doorway, because one of them practiced the dark arts, one was a Luciferian and the other lived with a witch whose friend put a curse on him.
Sheila’s father, who had served in the Air Force as a jet fighter pilot, had an alien UFO encounter in 1955. He even wrote a book about it as well as a book exposing the covert things our government did in Viet Nam. In fact, Broughton authored two books, Thud Ridge (1968) and Going Downtown: The War Against Hanoi and Washington (1988), in which he discussed his perceptions and history of the air war over Southeast Asia. The latter book was based largely upon his subsequent court-martial resulting from an attack on a Soviet ship in Haiphong Harbor. In 2007 he published Rupert Red Two: A Fighter Pilot’s Life from Thunderbolts to Thunderchiefs, an autobiography of his USAF career. (1)
The government banned his books and even bought out the publishing company sometime in 1967 and subsequently, his books were pulled off the shelves. But now, Sheila says, his book is back in print and ironically ended up being required reading for the Air Force Academy! (2)
I couldn’t help but wonder if any of Sheila’s demonic attacks and targeted gang stalking-like incidents could have been linked in some way to her father's involvement and UFO sighting with the military? Jack Broughton’s books were originally banned, but also much of Sheila’s paranormal nightmares coincided with the writing and subsequent publishing of his 2007 memoir.
Sheila admits she has never seen a UFO craft of any sort, associated with her paranormal and demonic attack experiences, including the alien virtual surgeries.
The high point of Sheila’s experience with these anomalous beings was when she tried to befriend one of them as it visited her while she was showering one day. She saw an image of an alien type creature appear on the shower wall. She went and kissed the image where its cheek was. Suddenly, Sheila heard a gasp of horror from somewhere. She got out of the shower and then was overtaken in pain and dropped to her knees. After a few moments, she got up, got dressed, and prepared to go out, when she heard a voice telepathically inside her head say, “I am you.” Then immediately afterward, she felt as if her body was off-kilter, she couldn’t walk right, or chew right when eating, and everything felt off as if an entity had jumped inside of her and was co-existing in her body.
The possession was temporary, however, and Sheila began praying and doing various blessings and prayers she found in a Christian book called The Praying Parents Handbook. She read the prayers out loud in every room of her house when the torment would start up, and then it would die down, but it never completely went away, even with the prayers and blessings. What could possibly be missing, Sheila thought?
Sheila felt abandoned by God because the prayers were only partially effective and the demonic taunts prevailed as they laughed and cursed at her, saying, “stupid girl”.
She had enough, and one day Sheila decided it was time for a showdown. First, she went to her church, but “they” the demons—or whoever it was—were there too. She saw frightening things and ran away, all the way back home. Sheila decided to check into a hotel so that if she faced these demons, it would be on neutral ground. At this point, Sheila knew it was going to be them or me. This had to end and it had to end now or she would be dead soon. She knew it instinctively.
That night on the hotel room balcony Sheila looked up into the sky, and suddenly all the stars and moon went away total blackness. Bewildered and exhausted, Sheila decided to go back inside and lay on the couch. Then, she saw automatic writing appear on the ceiling. It was a long dissertation about how she wasn’t being a good Christian, and that yes; it was the Devil behind all this madness. He, the devil wrote, maintained that if she gave herself to him, he would leave her children alone. He wanted Sheila’s soul. She was about to say, “yes” just to save her children, when a different voice shouted to her, “Sheila! You don’t have the make a deal with him! You and your kids are protected by Jesus!” So she said out loud, “I choose Jesus!” And wouldn’t you know–the devil–the evil presence went away!
By this time it was nearly morning, and Sheila left, feeling worn to shreds. But she wasn’t bothered anymore. She had her apartment blessed with holy water by her priest and burned white sage, and they have been demon free ever since. Sheila wishes that she knew beforehand how Jesus gave us authority to banish demons in his name. (Luke 10:19) And, as Sheila became more knowledgeable about her Bible and personal experience, she realized it takes more than simply praying to rid oneself of demons and all out spiritual warfare.
Sheila told me that she used to pray out of desperation of terror and wailed, “Why do you leave me alone to fight this evil?” She felt so abandoned. But now, she admits at that time she wasn’t praying with full authority because she didn’t know we had this power. Sheila also attended many healing services at her church where they anointed her with holy oil and her body shook like crazy! She warns others who may be experiencing spiritual warfare to not fight back against the demons. As much as you want to, do not get lured into fighting with them. We have the authority to banish them but the Bible says we are not to engage them in conversation. We are to rebuke them and order them to leave with Christ’s authority. And, Sheila says, “Those shows like Ghost Hunters where they call the entities out rudely and in an antagonistic fashion; well, they are going about it all wrong.” I thought about what Sheila said, and wondered what kind of private lives these TV show Ghost Hunters really have.
Sheila’s website: www.myspace/cydoniablue
Notes on Jack Broughton
1) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacksel_M._Broughton
According to Jack Broughton, it was around 1967 when the government paid off the publisher Lippincott Publishing Company, to pull his book off the store shelves. Six months later he self-published and it was back available in the stores.
Jack also held approximately 40 invention patents for hovercraft but like all great ideas, he was 20 years ahead of the general public and investors were hard to find. He worked on a project that would have been a personal flying machine but that fell through. He ended his years of work with Rockwell International for a decade, working on the Space Shuttle.
*Following this interview Sheila had been removed from Facebook and had her pc and cell phone hacked into. She was blocked from accessing help sections for the websites of T-mobile and Samsung and most of their sites.
