The Ale i.a.n. Hunter cannot live by 'night stalking' alone so I took some time off to attend the Championship Bull Riding event in Hobbs on Saturday night ... think lots of pyrotechnics, lots of loud music and lots of bull riding in a well lit arena with giant video screens with a live band right after the bull riding event and you've got a sense of it ... WWF meets the Royal Winter Fair ...
It was a great evening and how these cowboys even walk away from this, let alone avoid serious injury, is a mystery to me ... hats off to the arena 'clowns' who grab the bulls attention .. yes, on purpose, after a rider is thrown or dismounts ... without them there would be some serious injuries indeed ...
They had a Canadian bull there .. and I am not talking lours truly ... the sponsor was Bud Lite and there were several Bud Lites in the audience ... all being consumed by people whose only acquaintance with light was a few years ago ...
I traveled south to the Guadalupe Mountains on Sunday to get a sense of the limits and bounds of the pump jack territory ... from that location you could view the surrounding area for almost 100 miles in any direction.
The drive and the view did not tie up the many dangling threads I have been following but it did add another dangling thread .... maybe two or three ...
Not too far outside of Eunice is a pilot plant ... WIPP .. Waste Isolation Pilot Plant ... it is licensed to permanently dispose of transuranic radioactive waste left over from the research and production of nuclear weapons.
The first thing that I noticed that this area is very close to the area that I explored underground ... however in reading about it ... WIPP gets much more fascinating ... because the site will be used until approx. 2070 and then closed ... the US DoE has been working with a number of linguists, scientists, science fiction writers, anthropologists and futurists to come up with a warning system ... should someone or something 'stumble across' the underground storage in later centuries ...
The system will consist of an earthen wall surrounding the storage room and then 16 foot granite pillars built in a 4 mile square ... within the wall more granite pillars will be located plus an empty room above all this with information stored in 6 different languages plus Navajo ... pictograms will also be used ...
Two things ... the easiest way to hide yourself or anything ... is to do it in plain sight ... in other words, work openly and transparently at what you ... while at the same time doing the same job, or using the information from that job, to also do something else that is closely related but is clandestine or secret ...
Secondly ... this empty room concept above another storage area seems eerily similar to what I had viewed underground near Eunice ... too similar to be a coincidence ...
Now I said there was music at the bull riding event ... remember the 'Phil S' text about Doctor John ... one of the songs they played Saturday night was 'Right Place, Wrong Time' by ... you guessed it ... Dr. John ...
And in thinking about this now ... relative to WIPP and what I saw underground ... what if there was something stored in that room ... the only reason that I couldn't see it being it was the wrong time ... meaning whatever is in that room is either in the multiverse ... or becomes visible at certain times as a 'split' from the past ... why am I receiving texts and e-mails from the 1940s/1950s unless they are indeed being sent from the multiverse ...
One last thing ... I had accessed the underground through a sinkhole which has now been filled in by the way ... there must be an access point that is 'hiding in plain site' ... an access point that would allow or encourage regular visitors .. some of whom would be 'regular' ... in looking at the map, the logical place for this relative to where I was would be a State or National Park .. a place that encourages and attracts regular traffic but has something else to hide ...
The Lincoln National Forest seemed to be the right location for this access ... by the way ... this is the birthplace of Smokey the Bear ... if you look at the topos for this area the most logical location for access is in a canyon that terminates at Siting Bull Falls ...
I ventured in this late PM and luckily no one was there ... one I was looking for was some sort of access or portal ... hiding in plain site ... yet guarded by someone or something ... it took me an hour or so but but I found what I think is the access and the guardians ... rock climbing is a big feature of this area .. I am guessing some rock climbers only climb one way in this area ... the next three photos show the guardians and the access point ... which is just behind the first guardian ...
There is nothing left to do here in Hobbs .... there is a lot to sort out however ... and it seems that will be done in Roswell ...
My friends and I have agreed that once in Roswell ... somewhere in future blogs .. I will embed an image/phrase that will clearly identify that it is still 'me' reporting and not someone else who has taken over'me' ... that will start with the first Roswell update ....
To quote from verse 1955 of the Krome Koan,
' ... The way to find out about our place in the universe is by examining the universe and by examining ourselves - without preconceptions, with as unbiased a mind as we can muster ...'
I spent the morning at the library researching a few things ... I was interested in modern wind turbine technology ... specifically which states in the US had the most and which had the least ... after about an hour I had confirmed my suspicions .. one of the windiest states in the union has the least amount of installed wind turbine capacity ... New Mexico.
If you remember The Power of Babble Too ... and folks who can forget it ... it was only in the vicinity of these wind turbines that I was able to shake the 'watcher'.
Have I been thinking about these wind turbines the wrong way ... is the reason that the old wooden turbines are disappearing from the New Mexico landscape something to with the fact that their apparent shielding or cloaking effects are unwanted or not now needed ... or to word this slightly differently what and why is New Mexico more open to now that it was apparently avoiding years ago ... what did the local cattlemen and farmers know then that we seem to have lost now ...
And why in the vicinity of Hobbs, Eunice ... this area ... do we not see a single solitary one where they used to fill the landscape like the pump jacks do now ...
I have said that I need something here in Hobbs before moving to Roswell ... well that something is information .... located in Hobbs is the first plant of it's kind in North America .. it is a uranium isotope enrichment facility based on centrifuge technology ... the centrifuges themselves are miniature enclosed wind turbines ... all concentrated in one area ...
The last major UFO sighting in the US occurred over this area about a year ago ... just at the time the plant was commissioning and going through start-up trials ... the information I needed was simply this ... on the date of the sighting .. what was the operational status of the plant ...
During the tour the commissioning schedule was discussed and through casual questioning and review the milestones ... I had my answer ...
The sighting occurred in the fall of 2010 over a period of 6-7 days ... a series of lights ... moving in formation ... moving at constant velocity in the same direction around the same time of the evening each successive day ... except for the last day ... when they abruptly increased velocity and luminescence and were seen to apparently rise swiftly in altitude and disappear ... triangulation indicates that the acceleration and luminescence increase occurred in the area of Eunice ... at the time the URENCO centrifuges were started for the first time ...
There is some strange connection between wind turbines ... and these UFO sightings ... and how does that connect with underground temples .... and pump jacks ...
I sent a note to the person I am renting from in Roswell ... just a simple request for info ... she responded just moments ago ... not sure why you want to know she said ... I have never had this request before ... but yes, there is a old wooden wind turbine on the adjacent property ... good ... very good ...
Just to confirm another suspicion I have I will now travel a bit south into remote territory .. which will take me out of internet reach until some point Monday ... in fact the next time you hear from me I should be in Roswell .. yes .. I should be ... I wonder what year it will be ...
And not to be outdone ... I received another text from 'Phil S' ... I made sure I read the whole thing this time ... 'Dr. John was right ...' - great ... if you are taking the trouble to text from 1947, couldn't you just be literal ...
To quote from verse 945 of the Krome Koan,
' ... we make our world significant by the courage of our questions and the depth of our answers ...'
In the late AM I drove out of Hobbs towards Eunice on Highway 18 ... it's about a 20 minute drive. The landscape is nothing but pump jacks ... the road nothing but 150/250/350 style trucks and 18 wheelers.
I drove into town and stopped at the first diner/greasy spoon I saw ... I had the previous days newspaper with me. I ordered lunch and asked the waitress about the article and the location of the sinkhole/gorge. She didn't know the exact location but her husband is a local police man .... 'don't tell anybody I told you, but it's just off the main highway at ....' - I told her I was going nowhere near the place .... just curious ...
I left the diner and of course drove out to that spot and started driving up and down side roads until I saw what looked like yellow police tape ... just off to the west ...
I parked the truck down the road about a kilometer, grabbed my rope and camera pack and walked back the road until I was adjacent to the yellow taped area ... about 500 yards away from me ... I was shooting pictures as I walked ... I then climbed the fence and slowly walked to the taped off area.
There was literally a concave opening in the ground ... about 12 - 15 feet in diameter and about 20 feet deep ... just a big hole. I clambered down the sidewall rock and there at the bottom off to one side is a ladder ...
an old looking, flimsy, well used ladder, but a way to get further down none the less. I test the ladder ... bounce up and down on it a bit ... it holds, but let me tell you it was rickety ...I slowly descended as far the ladder goes ... and there is no bottom ... I switched on my head lamp that I always carry, and saw that the bottom of floor was about 4 feet below the last run of the ladder ... I descended the remainder of the ladder arm under arm and as soon as I felt the floor I let go .... at this point I was about 30 feet below ground level.
I looked around to get my bearings ... I was in a natural rock hallway that was about 10 feet wide and there was an exit on one side that was about 8 feet high and six feet wide. I had fluorescent tape that I always carry ... I tied a piece around a rock outcrop, next to the exit and entered ... as soon I had walked about ten feet I could feel the floor start to slope down ... the slope probably reached a 10 degree decline within a 100 feet ... I followed the natural decline of the rock hallway ... tying tape all the way ...
The decline leveled out a bit after about 10 minutes or so and then got very steep ... I sat down and pulled out my 200 length of rope ... tied that off to a rock outcrop and gently kind of slid/crept down maybe 150 feet ... I am guessing that I was about 600 - 700 feet below ground level.
As the decline leveled out I could detect that there was a source of light up ahead ...
The natural hallway opened up into much larger space ... I estimate possibly 50 feet tall and 50 ft wide ... my progress was now flanked by what look like silent rock sentinels ... I assumed they were various formations of stalagmites and stalactites ... yet it gave the expanse the feel of a temple entrance ...
If you have seen the classic Disney version of Journey to the Centre of the Earth or Alien or Dark Crystal ... you'll have a sense for what I was experiencing during those moments ...
The path took a sharp turn to the right and I could see that it opened up into what would be a large amphitheater ... I crept along the wall ... and poked my head around ... what I saw was astounding ... I was looking at a large open area that might have been a mile or two in diameter and possibly 250 - 300 feet tall ... there were stalactites and stalagmites liberally sprinkled through out the expanse and there was some sort of bluish green lighting that was being projected on what I will call the ceiling of the expanse and being reflected back down on the floor ...
Again the feeling of being in a temple was reinforced ... it had an air of solemnity .. an almost ominous air of such .. so much so that I was afraid to make any sound whatsoever ... also knowing any sound would be amplified and would reverberate throughout the expanse for ages ...
On the floor large trucks ...were quietly transport something ... I could see no excavation equipment ... just these large ... very quietly 'humming' trucks ... moving something ... somewhere ... trucks that left no mark on the floor and made no sound ... I had the distinct feeling they were neither destroying what was there, nor enhancing ... but were preparing for something ... or someone ... if you look closely in the following photo you will see the truck ... it is extremely small in the scale of things ...
It was quite clear I couldn't proceed any further ... I tried to take a few pictures, but there was next to no light ... but it was better than nothing ... and having done that decided to backtrack and get back to the truck .... which I did ... with a few bumps and scrapes .. I had removed the tape and retrieved the rope as I went ... and within two hours I had everything back in the truck and was on my way back to Hobbs ...
What had I seen and what did it mean ... how are the wind turbines and the pump jacks related to what I had seen ... what was/is going on below ground ... what were/are the trucks moving ... and were/are they bringing it in ... or taking it out ...
I don't know ... yet ... I find myself suddenly hoping that I will get another e-mail or text message from 'Phil S' ... I really don't know what this all means ...
Later today ... I'll have a chance at getting what I think I may need for Roswell ... the question now is ... how does this relate to Roswell ... shouldn't I be staying here to sort this out ...
I really and truly don't have a clue at this point ... I'll just have to wait for the next contact ... but possibly ... just possibly ... the answer is right in front of me and I just need to calm down and go over all this stuff again ... yes ... I think that might be the answer ...
To quote from verse 1953 of the Krome Koan ...
' ... somewhere. something incredible is waiting to be known ...'
(You'll be receiving this blog update about 8 hours after I actually sent it ... I have timed it's release to allow me to carry out what I refer to an the end of this update ... just in case somebody or thing is watching)
Yesterday was another interesting day ....
After the Lubbock experience, there was something I needed to check out ... I went to the local museum and checked out their archives on the local area ... I was interested in the earliest pictures they had of the local area ... I have included example pictures from 1921 and these are atypical ... notice the repeating motif ... it's those bloody wind turbines ...
I had mentioned this yesterday ... what if cosmetically they are for all intents and purposes functional turbines but yet have another purpose ... that of receiving or collecting information .... what information is being collected and for what purpose ...
Hold that thought for a moment ... when I left the museum I drove around Hobbs and then out to the adjoining town of Monument ... looking for wind turbines ... there were a few but not as many as I would have thought if ... I'm getting ahead of myself ... what I did see though was a large, vast landscape of pump jacks ... as far as the eye can see ... everywhere ... all of them bobbing like that bird with the sponge beak in a glass of water ... up and down relentlessly ...
I watched a crew working on a new one ... they were drilling down using a small derrick ... and it looked excatly like a wind turbine support ... so ... what if the pump jacks have taken over for the wind turbines ... what if they are not pumping water and oil ... but information ... or maybe they are sentinels similar to the ones in The Prisoner series ... but for whom are they looking out .. are they looking outward or inward ... or downward ...
If you remember my friend 'Phil S' .. he remained convinced till his dying day that there were huge underground construction projects going on in this region ... they would need a giant air conditioning system ... pumps moving conditioned air in, CO2, dust, contaminants out ... the pump jacks .... moving information at the same time ... is it possible ..
The next step is logical ... but how do I find a way go underground ... literally ...
After I got back from Monument I bought a local paper and went to McDonalds to catch a Wi-Fi hot spot ... as I was logging on I noticed at article on a boy who been missing for 2 days .. he was found by a hiker after falling into a cavern or sinkhole in Eunice ... just outside of Hobbs ...
It appears there may be a possibility of going underground after all ... time to hit the hardware store for some rope ...
I have made arrangements to get close to what I need to obtain in Hobbs for Friday PM ... not sure how successful I will be ... but it's worth a try ...
No strange e-mails and no strange texts today ... for that I am thankful .. but later today, I will venture underground to see what there is to see ... I am not looking forward to this but it seems I have no choice ... I have chosen a location that looks promising ..
I am now in Hobbs, NM after what I would call a fairly eventful day yesterday ... yes, eventful would be one way to put it.
The day begin innocently enough ... I visited the Buddy Holly Center ... I arrived at the opening time of 10 AM and I was the only one in there ... unfortunately no photos were allowed ... they weren't sure why ... just following rules don't you know.
It was one of the best museums of it's kind I have had the pleasure of visiting ... not large ... but big on quality ... as well as it should be.
We have all been conditioned by the media and the various histories of Rock and Roll that it was Elvis, The Beatles and Led Zeppelin ... and I can understand why ... they are the most popular and influential Rock 'n' Roll artists of all time.
However they stand on some very broad shoulders ... if one simply scratches the surface ... we get Little Richard, Carl Lee Perkins, Buddy Holly and Chuck Berry ...
Elvis started something but he didn't finish it ... the military and the celluloid wasteland intervened ... Buddy Holly picked up his mantle, died way too young and and The Beatles completed the journey ...transforming Rock 'n' Roll .. and all of us ... forever ...
Buddy Holly set the template for an artist writing his own material, he overdubbed vocal and guitar on his recordings, he had a unique rhythm/lead style that influenced those that followed, he set the power trio template, and he and Allison set a unique standard for guitar/drum playing that is still being imitated.
He set another template that was to repeated later by John Lennon ... his chosen love came between him and the band causing him to strike out on his own and he died far too soon, leaving behind a public literally stunned at the loss ... the days the music died.
Elton John, The Beatles and The Rolling Stones cite Holly as a major influence ... and we only have to look as far John's fake glasses, the name for his group chosen by Lennon and the Rolling Stones first hit (Not Fade Away) to see this.
If you want to truly grasp what Holly and The Beatles did to popular music ... and looking back, this can be hard to appreciate ... especially if you were born after 1970 ... here's how to do it ... go to YouTube and watch Little Richard romp through Tutti Fruiti ... now change channels and watch Pat Boone's version that went to number 1 ... that's the tangible difference I am talking about ... one guy that can hardly stay in his own skin, he has so much energy ... the other guy turning it into a piece of Muzak ... this was why everyone went nuts for Elvis ... the music freed the soul .. it didn't anesthetize it ...
Thanks to Holly, The Beatles took it out a whole door ... to paraphrase Jack Nicholson's 'Joker'... one of the most pleasant hours I have spent in a while ... this museum is a 'must see' ...
Now another sideways thought ... if you draw a 40 - 50 mile diameter circle around Lubbock and then look at the number of well known musicians that are from this area, it defies what I would call, a statistical norm or expectation. In other words, it begs investigation ... just park that for a while and I'll return to it later in the 'trip' ..
When I left the museum, I entered the Phil S text address in to the GPS, and with some trepidation, followed the directions. I was taken to The American Wind Power Center ... one of the world's largest collection of wooden and metal wind turbines ... the kind that are ubiquitous out here in this country ... they have both an indoor gallery of rare windmills and outside in a park they have several that are operational ...
I walked around both indoor exhibit and outside ... trying to fathom what the connection was between Roswell and this place ... I finally worked up enough gumption to ask the receptionist if there was any 'UFO connection' associated with the museum ... and you know the look that I got ... and then she started laughing and said none that she was aware of ... I apologized ... I said I was here because of what I thought was some connection with 'UFOs' and 'Roswell' ... she laughed again ... then she scatted the theme from Twilight Zone and the she really started laughing ... all I could do was laugh along and say goodbye ...
As I was walking to the truck ... an elderly gentleman came out and introduced himself .. he had been working on one of the older wind turbines inside ... he said he hoped I didn't mind but he couldn't help over hearing my question inside ... he then asked me if I had heard of 'the Lubbock lights' .... I said no ... he then went on to recount the story which you can read here ...
I thanked him but I said it obviously has nothing to with the museum .... well, strangely enough, it does, he said ... how so ... well, the professor who was having the party lived in the country at that time .. he was on an old farm ... that old farm was where you are standing right now ....
I thanked him for the information, got in the truck, set the GPS for Hobbs and got the hell out of there ... I called up the 'Phil S' text again and noticed I hadn't scrolled down to catch it all ... underneath the address was a date ... 25 August 1951 ... if you have read the link above, you'll know the significance of this ... my foot became just a bit heavier on the accelerator ...
I kept thinking about those windmills ... and how they looked like something else ... like an array of antennae focused on something ... receiving information .. information on what ... I had no time to ponder this .. distance is what I needed ...
It is now more important than ever that I obtain what I need here in Hobbs before moving on to Roswell ... yes ... very important indeed. The search begins at daylight ... I need to get to the museum ...
To quote from verse 1951 from the Krome Koan,
` ... In order to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe ....'
I visited Palo Duro Canyon today ... I was close to what I needed for Roswell ... but close just wasn't enough ... it will have to wait for Hobbs.
I am in Lubbock, TX tonight ... an unplanned stop but ... I'll get to that in a few paragraphs.
I have always been fascinated by the concept of parallel universes ... or multiverses .. if you will. It is latest 'big thing' in physics ... and thus the scientific interest in the Large Hadron Collider ...
Brian Greene has an excellent book out on this topic, 'The Hidden Reality' and there is an an excellent NPR overview here ...
The fascinating part to me is that the theory of quantum mechanics and the theory of relativity are rigorous when applied to the atomic level and the cosmos level respectively .... but they do not consistent when applied to what I will call 'our current understanding of our immediate environs ... Milky Way'. The only way out of this inconsistency is to have more than one universe.
Here's the part I find fascinating ... and this is being very, very simplistic ... our solar system has one sun and a number of planets (some with moons) orbiting that sun ... the planets, moons and suns are made up of molecules .. that have atoms that are electrons associated with a nucleus of protons/neutrons ... basically infinitesimal planet/moon/sun like systems ... the number of these molecules is so large we can't even grasp it yet alone store it or write it ... the same as the number of stars/planets/ moons/systems/galaxies, etc. ....
Let me now suggest something ... what if that micro world and what if that macro world were indeed .... the same. What if using the Hubble Telescope was the same as using an electron microscope ... what if we were actually looking at the same thing ... that could be an explanation for why the two theories break down in the middle ... they represent two different ways of looking at the same thing ...
Now let me suggest something else ... and I don't know who suggested this first .. whether it was a serious scientist .. or a serious science fiction writer ... or like Isaac Asimov, both the same ... what if every time you made a decision ... a decision that affected another person ... your universe split ... for example, you terminate a relationship ... you now have two universes, the one you are consciously in ... but another has been created where that relationship continues ... you can see that over a lifetime, the number of universe splits would be a number large enough that could not be written or stored ...
Now let's say that this universe .... the 'large' one .... is the one we are conscious of ... but the 'quantum mechanic' universe is the one consisting of our splits ... it might mean the following ...
a) the quantum universe is different for each one of us because our 'splits' are different,
b) because of the interaction between 'splits' in the quantum universe, there will be times when 'splits' match for several people worldwide,
c) when these 'splits' synchronize between enough people at the quantum level might they not spill over into this universe as a 'eureka' moment for one of us ... Archimedes and displacement/fulcrum; Newton and the apple, Einstein and the speed of light, etc. ...
d) and might the 'splits' also spill over as a 'eureka' moment for one of us as 'incomprehensible' but yet confirming an internal belief or feeling ... and this of course would resonate with others having the same 'splits' ... for instance, the 3 children at Fatima, the Marian apparitions at Lourdes, the 'resurrection' of Lazarus ... the 3 children is a fascinating one as they would be sharing the same 'splits' together, both in this universe and the quantum one ...
If enough of us 'split' with friends, relatives, acquaintances, etc. ... over 'internal beliefs' .. beliefs based on a 'strong hunch' ... beliefs based on the sheer fact 'that you know' ... and if there are enough of these 'splits' will it come back from the quantum world as something seemingly so strong and tangible ... that for one of us it reinforces or confirms that belief ... and the documenting of it and the reporting of it does the same for all the other 'splits' when they read it ... just possibly ...
To quote from verse 2012 of the Krome Koan ...
... science is a way of thinking ... much more than it is a body of knowledge ...
The harbingers were not out there today ... a sign that all is very well or that all is not as it should be .. I fear the latter ... just as I was approaching Lubbock, I received a text message ... from 'Phil S' ... the only thing in the message was an address in Lubbock ... 20 miles south of Lubbock, I turned around ... I am going to Roswell ... we are going to see this through to the end ... or the beginning ...
I pulled up in Amarillo, TX tonight about 4 hours short of Hobbs, NM. There is no sense of urgency ... I have ample time to acquire what I need in Hobbs.
The drive from just beyond Chicago to this point follows old Route 66 ... at this point my journey will take me south, away from the route and finally a bit west.
The old route was built parallel to the existing rail line ... the existing rail line was built to follow the old horse and wagon trails ... the old horse and wagon trails were once Indian trails ... which were animal migratory routes that followed the water and the seasons ... not so much a circle of life so much as it's pendulum.
A friend of mine, who we will refer to here as, 'deep flake', sent me a link to an interactive map of UFO sightings .... the original article with maps is here ... the site the data was gathered from can be found here ...
What I find interesting is what happens when you superimpose Route 66 on the first map ... if I had an Intuos Tablet I could draw it on the map ... basically it heads south from Chicago and gradually arcs SW and then West .... see an image of it here ...
The density of sightings is higher than the median all along the Route .. if you were linear regress this, you would have a plot of those points that would cover the whole route from Chicago to LA ...
A lot of these of course will have explanations that are not UFO related ... meteor showers, military exercises, meteorological events, etc. However if one were so inclined to 'think outside the box' ... let me offer something like this .... the earth, the planets, all the planets in the universe are, very simply, stardust ... an image worth a 1000 words is here ...
If the star is the right size the resulting neutron star which has all the elements heavier than Hydrogen and Helium will disintegrate in spectacular fashion and planet formation will begin.
So our planet is a collection of all these heavier elements, shaken and stirred by geologic events over the eons ... and our planet is still 'rocking and rolling' but on a time scale that supports life ...
Now what if Route 66 has below it ... in the earths crust ... a higher than normal concentration of heavy elements .. elements that have a clear signature .. elements that are decaying and releasing decay products ... and what if these decaying elements are similar to landing lights at any airport ... i.e., to those that can read them ... like, possibly animals, birds .... 'others' that can read the signature ..here is your approach path ... now I am not saying where the 'landing' strip is ... but let's say the bulk of Route 66 is the approach ... might not this be an explanation for some of the reported activity along this route .... as well the genesis for the creation of the original route by the migrating animals themselves ... yes ... might it not be ...
Tomorrow I intend to investigate Palo Duro Canyon ... there is a small possibility I can obtain there what I need for Roswell ... failing that, I will obtain it in Hobbs for sure ... I have not been able to do any picture taking because I have been focused on driving ... that changes tomorrow ...
To quote from verse 2011 of the Krome Koan,
' .... it is far better to grasp the universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring ....'
Oh yeah ... the winged menace was out there today ... it's tailing and trailing along ... we'll see if I can catch it on camera tomorrow ...
Who knew that a visit to the Puck 'n' Pint Sports Bar in Peterborough would have me staying in St. Robert, MO tonight on my way to Roswell, New Mexico ... apparently somebody or something did ... let me explain ...
Bobby Watson ... a great local guitar player and singer ... has a Tuesday night residency at The Puck 'n' Pint ... I have gotten to know Bobby through interviews I have been doing for an upcoming book ... I go over every Tuesday night to video the performance .... it's always good ... but sometimes it's great ... and those great moments are magic we don't want to escape.
I was there just before Xmas ... the 21 Dec 2010 to be precise ... and I recorded all 3 sets of Bobby with the Crown Royals and The Wolfgang Brothers ... the Crown Royals being Jim Leslie on percussion and Jenny Jans on mandolin and Andy Pryde/Richard Simpkins on bass, et. al. ... the Wolfgang Brothers being Brian Wakelin on guitar and harp and Delbert Metherin on bass.
Brian asked for DVD copies of all three sets ... so I was happy to oblige ... as I was viewing them and editing then down, I picked something up on the video tape that I had not heard at the bar .... to set this up, Peter Boag, who had dropped in to play harp, and I were talking about New Mexico because he had lived there for a few years and I had brought up the fact that it was almost time for me to think about getting out of town for February.
As we were finishing that discussion off was just at the moment I started video recording for the second set .... look/listen for yourself ...
It starts just as we had segued into Roswell and UFOs because that come sup almost immediately when you mention think of New Mexico ... listen to the end of the clip ...a voice can be clearly heard asking, not once, but twice, ' ...have you ever heard of Phil Schneider ....?'
First, I don't remember that voice from the evening .... meaning I have no recall of somebody asking that question .... the second issue is a little more troubling ... if you were to go to the Puck 'n' Pint and see where I set the video camera up ... you would see that it is in a small alcove ... the camera mic faces forward and will capture side and front audio ... nothing from the rear .... the other thing is you can access the small kitchen on that side, but that evening there was no one there and it was blocked off for cleaning .... what I am saying is ... I don't know where that voice came from ....
If you Google 'Phil Schneider' you will get this ... I'll let you discover Mr. Schneider for yourself ... I mentioned this to Peter at the next gig and he just scratched his head ... looked at me kind of strange ... laughed kind of nervously ... and changed the subject ...
It puzzled me .... and I thought maybe someone had a radio on .. or was playing a tape ... or maybe something on the digital jukebox ... but it doesn't appear to be the case ....
Around the middle of January 2011, I had just about decided that it was just one of those odd things that had a simple explanation that eluded me when I received an e-mail from a Phil S. ... it was actually in the Spam Folder and I was just about to cream it, when I caught the 'Phil S' sender id ....
Just to go sideways here a little ... I had been looking at places in California, Arizona and Texas for the February escape this year and had pretty well decided on a place in California ...
OK .. back to Phil S. ... I opened the e-mail and the only thing in it was a VRBO link .... I opened the link and it was for a house in Roswell, New Mexico .... WTF is this all about ...
I'll come back to this e-mail in a minute .... I pondered this for a day ... I didn't mention it to anyone for fear they would think I was a few bricks short of a load ... I finally inquired about the house ... sure enough it was available for February 2011 ... the price was right, the climate was right, it was close to everything I wanted to photograph ... I asked the landlady to send me a copy of the rental agreement so I could read it ....
No sooner do I read that link and look up the book then I receive a Fax'd copy of the rental agreement ... the landlady has made a mistake in the spelling of my name ... she spells it 'Philip' not 'Phillip' ... but it gets better ... instead of 'Connor' she has me as 'Corso' ... but that's not all ... the date on the FAX cover sheet and the date on the information sheet both match ... 8 July 1947 .... so we have three Phils it seems ...
Now back to that e-mail from 'Phil S' ... it was dated 8 July 1947 as well ... and it indicated it was sent from the Roswell Daily Record office .... the local newspaper ... you can see part of that newspaper here ...
After sweating over this for a day or two I booked the house in Roswell .... as Philip Corso ... the rental starts on the 1 February 2011 ... but there is something I need to do first .... something extremely important ... it's in Hobbs, New Mexico and I have to find it before I go over to Roswell ... it appears that something in Roswell is still trapped in 1947 ... if that is the case ... I need some insurance to make sure I don't become trapped as well ... more on this later ....
Oh yes ... the harbingers are out there ... they know in their charcoal winged flight that something is up ... I am willing to bet even they won't accompany me to Roswell ... no, not even they ...
To quote from verse 1947 of the Krome Koan,
'Do you believe in UFOs .... it is not a matter of belief ... it is a matter of evidence ...'
