On this day of the Winter Solstice open your heart and mind, rid yourself of dogmas and doctrines—free yourself. Let the light of common sense taste freedom, trust your heart. There are eight billion galaxies or more. Within each, there are an unknown number, probably billions, of stars. This is known creation. The earth sits in the corner of one of these galaxies—the Milky Way. It is the height of folly and arrogance to suppose that we are alone…
People have flocked to the recent Star War’s movie release and I truly wonder how many accept that we are not alone in the vast expanse of the universe as the opening phrase “A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away….,” is displayed?
At this time of the year, it is still hard for me to comprehend that people believe in a “virgin” birth, knowing what I know. In reality, reason flies out the window with belief and faith.
“The virgin birth of Jesus was another lie promoted by the church. This supposedly occurred at the time of the winter solstice (by the Julian calendar, December 25), which was the indigenous Roman celebration and rite of Saturnian. The Church of Rome not only wanted the people to spend money on their celebration and not on the pagan Saturnian, but also wanted to convert people to their ‘new religion.’
To this day a virgin birth, a birth not mythological or symbolic, still defies reason, logic, and the natural laws of creation. But the lie of the virgin birth of Jesus helped recruit new converts to the ‘one and only’ true religion, promoting ‘Jesus as God.’”[i]
This month, the Pentagon publicly acknowledged for the first time the existence of a recent program studying unidentified flying objects.
This is interesting timing as our first story in our memoirs is, “A Close Encounter of the Third Kind: Wet Footprints:”
It was August of 1974 when Sher, our son Jamie (five years old) and I traveled to Maine for a job interview for a position at the Waterville YMCA. We were living in Delaware while I was the Physical Education Director of the Chester, Pennsylvania YMCA. It was a great position but a brutal commute from New Castle Delaware to Chester.
We wanted a healthier and closer to nature lifestyle for ourselves and son. And Maine seemed to fit the bill. The YMCA had a beautiful wooded summer day camp situated on the edge of a large pond where we could camp for a few nights. The regular camp season was over which let us have this pristine land all to ourselves. Late in the afternoon of the second day of my interview we headed to the Y camp to set up our tent. We decided that the best spot was right next to the shore in front of the camp’s dock. Since we were invited to dinner at the Y’s Executive Director’s home, we left while it was still light but realized that we would be returning in the dark.
The dinner went very well and it seemed that I would be offered the position as Program Director. Excited by the prospect we returned to the camp. The parking lot was at the top of a slope that ended at our tent at the water’s edge. As we began walking down the trail, I realized how dark it was within the wooded evergreens. Halfway down the path to our tent, I began to feel a little uneasy. Since it was dark and we were alone in the woods, I put my feelings off to my imagination. “What,” I thought, “could be so threatening to make me feel so uneasy?”
Even though it was a beautiful starlit night, there was an undercurrent of foreboding within my consciousness. By the time we reached our tent and crawled inside, I was feeling even more unsettled. I could sense that Sher was also tense. “But isn’t this, what we have been looking forward to—experiencing camping in the woods of Maine? And with the bonus by a lake, what the locals call a pond,” these thoughts passed through my mind as I turned to speak to Sher.
In a whisper so Jamie would not hear I asked, “How are you feeling?”
“Uneasy,” she whispered back. “It’s creepy, maybe it’s the dark but it’s not the same as when we were here a few hours ago when it was light.”
“I know,” I replied. “But let’s try and get some sleep.” But sleep was only a far-off dream. Lying on my side I whispered into Sher’s ear, “I’m scared; and I feel strange—a tingly feeling and pressure on the back of my neck and around my head.”[ii]
“I’m scared too… I think we need to leave…now.” Sher replied while sitting up.
We were still dressed so our getaway was simple and fast. Jamie had not questioned why we were leaving but just exited the tent with us. It was just then that we heard a large splash.
Curious, and in all innocent, Jamie walked a few feet towards the deck and said, “Look daddy Pterodactyl feet…”
And yes, there were the remains of wet webbed footprints on the dry dock surface. “Time to go,” I said as we hurried up the trail. To see if we were being followed, I looked back towards the pond and at that moment, a bright light streaked from the surface of the pond up into the heavens. With the light now stationary in the night sky, Sher looked back and said, “What is that strange light?” And then…
“Are you sure, you want to accept this job?” I just looked at her as we swiftly continued up the path to the safety of our car.
Once at the car, Jamie turned to both of us and said, “I really like Pterodactyls but Tyrannosaur Rex is my favorite…”
Commentary
The webbed-foot prints, the splash, and the “light” shooting up from the surface of the pond, all have one thing in common—water. In December 2017, the Pentagon publicly acknowledged for the first time the existence of a recent program studying unidentified flying objects. A former Navy pilot described his UFO encounter:[iii]
For most of his 18-year career as a U.S. Navy pilot, Cmdr. David Fravor said his mother-in-law used to ask him a question: Had he seen a UFO? For 15 years, the answer was no. But one clear afternoon off the coast of California in 2004, he says, that changed.
Fravor, the commanding officer of a Navy squadron at the time, said he saw a flying object about the size of his plane that looked like a Tic Tac after a break in a routine training mission. The object moved rapidly and unlike any other thing he had ever seen in the air. He has not forgotten it since…
“It was a real object, it exists and I saw it,” he said in a phone interview…
Asked what he believes it was, 13 years later, he was unequivocal. “Something not from the Earth,” he said.
Fravor was the commanding officer of the VFA-41 Black Aces, a U.S. Navy strike fighter squadron of F/A-18 Hornet fighter planes doing an exercise some 60 to 100 miles off the coast between San Diego and Ensenada, Mexico, in advance of a deployment to the Persian Gulf for the Iraq War, he said.
An order came in for him to suspend the exercise and do some “real-world tasking,” about 60 miles west of their location, Fravor said. He said he was told by the command that there were some unidentified flying objects descending from 80,000 feet to 20,000 feet and disappearing; he said officials told him they had been tracking a couple dozen of these objects for a few weeks.
When they arrived closer to the point, they saw the object, flying around a patch of white water in the ocean below.
“A white Tic Tac, about the same size as a Hornet, 40 feet long with no wings,” Fravor described. “Just hanging close to the water.”
The object created no rotor wash — the visible air turbulence left by the blades of a helicopter — he said, and began to mirror the pilots as they pursued it, before it vanished.
“As I get closer, as my nose is starting to pull back up, it accelerates and it’s gone,” he said. “Faster than I’d ever seen anything in my life. We turn around, say let’s go see what’s in the water and there’s nothing. Just blue water.”
[i] Rev. Dr. JC Husfelt, Do You Like Jesus—Not the Church?, 25 – 26.
[ii] This was the first time I had felt this sensation on the back of my neck and head. This turned out to be my body’s response to Extraterrestrial and Otherworldly beings and energies.
[iii] Eli Rosenberg, “Former Navy pilot describes UFO encounter studied by secret Pentagon program,” December 18, https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/checkpoint/wp/2017/12/18/former-navy-pilot-describes-encounter-with-ufo-studied-by-secret-pentagon-program/?utm_term=.e671ebebf3ee