tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8512157250134694662024-03-12T17:16:06.678-07:00Radiant UfoUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-851215725013469466.post-53828039064777104202012-05-29T06:55:00.001-07:002012-05-29T06:55:14.994-07:00REVEREND WILLIAM GILL & THE PAPUA NEW GUINEA UFO CONTACTS<h1>A Strange New Device of You Americans</h1> <h3>from Allen J. Hynecks, ‘<i>The Hyneck Ufo Report’</i></h3> <p align="justify">The classic account of Father William Melchior Gill, an Anglican priest stationed at the mission of Boianai in Papua, New Guinea, has been published in several places. However, the most extensive account, by the Reverend R. G. Crotwell, has unfortunately not had the wide circulation that it deserves. In various forms, it was privately circulated and then published in Flying Saucer Review, Special Issue No. 4, August 1 971. More recently, A. H. Lawson, professor of English at California State University at Long Beach, has published a fifty-page treatise on the Father Gill case, reprinting the study by Reverend Crutwell.[1] <p align="justify">The Blue Book material on the case is almost entirely from the Air Attache in Australia, and does contain much of the same material appearing in Rev. Crotwell's treatise. What is different is Blue Book's "attitude" toward the case, which they dismiss as "misinterpretation of astronomical bodies" despite the fact that many of the observations were made under an overcast sky. The Australian Air Force evaluation was no more satisfying: "RAAF could come to no definite conclusion on the report, and inquiries within the United Kingdom and the United States had no clues or answers. As a result, these sightings have been classified as aerial phenomena [sic] but most probably they were reflections off a cloud of a major light source of unknown origin." <p align="justify">This case has always intrigued me and I was therefore rateful when the opportunity presented itself to visit Boianai with Rev. Crutwell. We located six of the original witnesses and even though the sighting was by then fifteen years old (it took place in the latter part of June 1959), the event was rendered in great detail. Rev. Crutwell was to act as my interpreter with the natives. At first, many of them felt that I represented a government authority, and would not open up; but after a while the information flowed freely. How accurately, I have, of course, no way of knowing. But from the facial expressions and gestures of the natives, I sensed that the event had been real as far as they were concerned. <p align="justify">The reader should bear in mind that in addition to the Father Gill sighting, there were sixty-one others that year in the same general area. The following table shows that the distribution of the majority according to locality: <p align="justify"> </p> <table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="197"> <p align="center"><strong>LOCALE</strong></p></td> <td valign="top" width="201"> <p align="center"><strong>OBJECTS SIGHTED</strong></p></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="197"> <p align="center">Boianai</p></td> <td valign="top" width="201"> <p align="center">18 </p></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="197"> <p align="center">Baniai</p></td> <td valign="top" width="201"> <p align="center">13</p></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="197"> <p align="center">Ruabapain</p></td> <td valign="top" width="201"> <p align="center">7</p></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="197"> <p align="center">Dagura</p></td> <td valign="top" width="201"> <p align="center">6</p></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="197"> <p align="center">Dabora</p></td> <td valign="top" width="201"> <p align="center">5</p></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="197"> <p align="center">Giwa</p></td> <td valign="top" width="202"> <p align="center">4</p></td></tr></tbody></table> <p align="justify">The rest of the sightings were fairly well distributed around the eastern tip of Papua. <p align="justify">When the famous sightings occurred at Boianai on June 26 and 27, 1959, Rev. Crutwell was away on a walking tour of the mountain stations in the Dago Country. While he was away, Father Gill wrote the following letter to his old friend and confidant, the Reverend D. Durry at St. Aidan's in Dagura: <blockquote> <p align="justify">Dear David: <p align="justify">Life is strange, isn't it? Yesterday, I wrote you a letter (which I still intend to send you) expressing opinions on UFOs.<b><b>[2]</b></b> Not less than twenty-four hours later I had changed my views somewhat. Last night, we at Boianai experienced about four hours of UFO activity, and there is no doubt whatever that they are handled by beings of some kind. At times it was absolutely breathtaking.</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">There have been many references to Father Gill's careful note-taking while the event was in progress. This in itself is most unusual, especially when a flashlight was needed to record most of his observations. But I know Father Gill as a painstaking, methodical, and unexcitable person—just the sort to stand calmly by and take notes at e height of the exciting action. The Blue Book files contain these notes, since they were officially reported to the project by the Air Attache in Australia. Just a few will suffice to highlight the action: <p align="justify"> </p> <table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="524"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="138"> <p align="center"><strong> <strong> <strong>Sky</strong></strong></strong></p></td> <td valign="top" width="140"> <p align="center"><strong>Time p.m.</strong></p></td> <td valign="top" width="244"> <p align="center"><strong>Data </strong></p></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="140">Patches of low cloud</td> <td valign="top" width="140">6.45<br></td> <td valign="top" width="243">Sighted bright white light from front door. Direction N.W.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="141">Clear over Dogura and Menapi</td> <td valign="top" width="140">6.50<br></td> <td valign="top" width="242">Call Stephen and Eric Langford</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="142"> </td> <td valign="top" width="140">6.50</td> <td valign="top" width="242">Stephen arrives. Confirms not star – like the other night. Coming closer, not so bright. Coming down. (500'?)Orange? Deep yellow?</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="142"> </td> <td valign="top" width="140">6.52</td> <td valign="top" width="242">Send Eric to call people. One object on top, move – man? Now 3 men – moving, glowing, doing something on deck. Gone.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="142"> </td> <td valign="top" width="140">7.00</td> <td valign="top" width="242">Men 1 and 2 again.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="142"> </td> <td valign="top" width="140">7.04</td> <td valign="top" width="242">Gone again.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="142">Cloud ceiling covered sky c. 2000 ft.</td> <td valign="top" width="140">7.10</td> <td valign="top" width="242">Men 1, 3, 4, 2 (appeared in that order) Thin electric blue spotlight. Men gone. Spotlight still there.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="142"> </td> <td valign="top" width="140">7.12</td> <td valign="top" width="242">Men 1 and 2 appeared – blue light.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="142"> </td> <td valign="top" width="140">7.20</td> <td valign="top" width="242">U.F.O. goes through cloud.</td></tr></tbody></table> <p align="justify"> <p align="justify">Gill had drawings made and obtained the signatures of witnesses. There were thirty-eight in all, of whom twenty-five signed the report (the children were excluded). Apart from Gill, the witnesses included five Papuan teachers and three medical assistants. <p align="justify">Father Gill told me, as he has told others, of the first sighting of the bright light. He had just had dinner, and as he came out the front door of the mission house he glanced up at the sky and saw Venus, but in addition to Venus he saw a bright white light, somewhat above Venus. Part of the sighting was made under an overcast sky, with the objects ascending and descending through clouds, casting bright haloes on clouds as they passed through! <p align="justify">Blue Book labeled the sighting ‘stars and planets.’ But how could this have been possible? In all my career as an astonomer, I have yet to observe stars or planets appearing to descend through clouds to a height of less than two thousand feet, illuminating the clouds as they did so. In addition, Father Gill estimated the height of the disc to be three to four hundred feet, and its apparent diameter about five inches at arm's length. Teacher Stephen said that if he put his hand out closed, it would cover about half of it. I have yet to see Venus appearing larger than my fist. <p align="justify">Father Gill's account continues: <blockquote> <p align="justify">As we watched it, men came out from this object and appeared on the top of it, on what appeared to be a deck on top of the huge disc. There were four men in all, occasionally two, then one, then three, then four: we noted the various times the men appeared. And then later on all those witnesses who were quite sure that our records were right, and that they agreed [they] saw the men at the same time that I did were able to sign their names as witnesses of what we assumed to be human activity or beings of some sort on the object itself.</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">The next night was even more interesting! One of the natives, Annie Laurie Borowa, ran into Father Gill's study in great excitement and asked him to come outdoors. The sighting he made then rules out Venus even more completely. Gill's first notes were at 6:02 P.M. when the sun, close to the equator, would not yet have set, although it would have been behind the mountains. Under no circumstances would Venus have been bright enough in the daytime sky to have caused all that excitement among the natives. Again we have Gill's own words: <blockquote> <p align="justify">. . . We stood in the open to watch. Although the sun had set (behind the mountains), it was quite light for the following fifteen minutes. We watched figures appear on top-four of them-there was no doubt that they were human. This is possibly the same object that I took to be the "mother ship" last night. Two smaller UFOs were seen at the sarne time, stationary, one over the hills, west, and one overhead. On the large one, two of the figures. seemed to be doing something in the center of the deck-they were occasionally bending over and raising their arms as though adjusting or setting up something. One figure seemed to be standing, looking down on us (a group of about a dozen).</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">Now comes the climax. Father Gill stretched his arm above his head and waved. To his surprise, the figure waved back. One of his companions waved both arms over his head and then the two outside figures did the same. There was more waving and now all four of the beings seemed to wave back! <blockquote> <p align="justify">There seemed to be no doubt that our movements were answered. All the mission boys made audible gasps. <p align="justify">As dark was beginning to close in, I sent Eric for a torch and directed a series of long dashes towards the UFO. After a minute or two of this, the UFO apparently acknowledged by making several waving motions back and forth (in a sideways direction, like a pendulum). The waving by us was repeated and this was followed by more passes with the torch and then the UFO began to become slowly bigger, apparently coming in our direction. It ceased after perhaps half a minute and came on no · further. After a further two or three minutes, the figures apparently lost interest in us for they disappeared below deck.</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">Father Gill also indicated that the whole group had begun to shout and to make beckoning motions to the men to descend, but there was absolutely no response, other than that already noted. Finally, there were no sounds whatever emanating from either the beings or their machine. <p align="justify">What Father Gill's notes state next has caused much controversy. At 6: 30 P.M., he went in to dinner. How is it, skeptics ask, that in the midst of all this commotion, a person could calmly go in to dinner? One would really have to know Father Gill to understand this. He is a calm man—a man who takes things in his stride: furthermore, this was the second night of apparitions and he had watched for four and one-half hours the night before. When I spoke with Father Gill in Melbourne, I did, however, ask him about this. His response was: "Looking back, I sometimes wonder about this myself. I thought, too, that it might be just a new device of you Americans." According to his notes, he came out from dinner at 7 P.M. and the UFO was still present, although it appeared somewhat smaller. Then, everyone went into church for evensong. This fact also seems incredible to skeptics; but, for the Boianai group, going in to dinner and to evensong was a part of a rigid daily routine, something one did without question. <p align="justify">I am reminded of a letter I received from an English schoolboy many years ago, describing a typical Daylight Disc, which he stated came down in a sort of “falling leaf motion." It apparently came down too slowly, for he wrote: "And then it was time for tea"—and he went inside, leaving the disc to its own devices. Perhaps we shall never be able to account for human behavior, especially the British! <p align="justify">After evensong, the visibility was poor, the sky was covered with clouds, and no UFOs were in sight. At 10:40 P.M., Gill's notes read: <blockquote> <p align="justify">"A terrific explosion just outside the mission house. Nothing seen."</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">According to Crutwell's account, the explosion made Gill jump out of bed and gave him a tremendous shock. Remembering the UFO, he rushed out to see what had happened, but saw nothing unusual. The explosion, however, had awakened everyone on the station. Whether this "penetrating, ear-splitting,” explosion had anything to do with the UFO is obviously conjectural. It was just one additional item to be added to the bizarre catalogue of events. <p align="justify">The five dozen or so separate events in Papua in 1959 perhaps lie too far back in time for any reliable documentation now. Undoubtedly much data of potential scientific value was lost by the refusal of the military to conduct any sort of scientific investigation when the events were fresh. <p align="justify">There is, however, one humorous sidelight: At precisely the same time that the events were occurring at Boianai on the 26th, a trader from Samurai, Ernie Evenett, saw an object approach from the north and heading northeast. It was greenish and very bright, with a trail of white flame behind it. It looked like a shooting star. <blockquote> <p align="justify">It descended quite close to me, appearing larger and larger and slowing down until it hovered about five hundred feet above me at an angle of about forty-five degrees. The light on it faded out except for the portholes which were brightly illuminated. The object had a silhouette of a rugby football, and had a kind of ring or band around it with four or five semi-dome portholes below the band on the side I could see.</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">On the next day, Mr. Evenett crossed over to Boianai on business and the natives asked him if he had seen the American Air Force last night. They said, "We did at Boianai." <p align="justify">Apparently others besides Father Gill felt that the Americans had something to do with what they had observed (and thus it was safe to go to dinner). Unfortunately, the Air Force cannot take credit for having a craft that can hover a few hundred feet above the ground, close enough for observers to make out individual men-and yet be completely silent! <div align="justify"> <hr align="left" size="1" width="33%"> </div> <p align="justify">[1] This and other publications in connection with Professor Lawson's studies are available through the CSU library or through the Center for UFO Studies. <p align="justify">[2] Although this letter is not on file, it apparently expressed grave doubts about UFOs because, in conversations with Crutwell, he told me of his great reluctance to believe in such matters. Visitations of that sort are not entirely acceptable in Anglican theology, or so I am told. <p align="justify"> <hr> <p align="center">Flying Saucers Over Papua <h3 align="center">A Report on Papuan Unidentified Flying Objects</h3> <h5 align="center">by the Rev. Norman E. G. Cruttwell, M.A. Oxon., of the Anglican Mission, Menapi, Papua, New Guinea. (dated) March, 1960.</h5> <h3 align="center">THE VISITATION AT BOIANI</h3> <h5 align="center">PREQUEL</h5> <h5>“Tilley Lamp” 'on' the Mountain?</h5> <p align="justify">The scene now shifts to Boiani, later to become famous for the most amazing sighting of all. Boiani is a village on a small tongue of land made by the Mase River where it flows out of a deep gorge of the Owen Stanleys. It is on the south side of Good enough Bay, some 20 miles across from Menapi. About 4 miles behind it the mountains rise sheer to culminate in two peaks which overhang the gorge on either side, Mount Nuanua and Mount Pudi. They are about 4,000 feet high. Behind them rise ridge upon ridge up to Mount Simpson, nearly 10,000 feet, which caps the range. <p align="justify">Right on the beach is the Mission Station of All Saints, Boiani, with a coral cement church and various Mission buildings. It faces northwards, the beach running north -west to south -east. It looks across to the low hills of Giwa and Menapi on the Cape Vogel Peninsula. <p align="justify">The missionary in charge, the Rev. William Booth Gill, is an old friend of mine. He came out to Papua with me in 1946, and I know him very well. On the 9th., of April, he was on his little 16 ft. launch about a mile off shore, coming home from visiting an outstation. It was 6.50 p.m., and just about dark. The weather was clear overhead, but there were clouds and rain squalls about. The mountains were a dark silhouette against the still glowing sky. <p align="justify">He suddenly noticed a bright white light 'like a Tilley Lamp' [a pressure kerosene lamp, which is very bright], apparently high up on the flank of Mt. Pudi, not far from the summit. He estimates that the light was about 500 feet from the top. It was quite stationary, and he immediately thought: <p align="justify">“Oh, there must be someone up there with a Tilley Lamp”. <p align="justify">The Papuans with him all noticed the light. He was puzzled about the light, but not unduly so, and looked away, continuing to read his book. Five minutes later he looked up again, but the mountain was in darkness. The light had disappeared. This again seemed odd, but he took no notice, and went on reading. After another five minutes he was aware of the light again, shining out from the mountain side, but to his surprise it was shining from a completely new position on the opposite side of the mountain. It had moved quite a mile to the east, quite impossible, if a man had been carrying it. <p align="justify">However, Fr. Gill still did not realise the significance of what he had seen, and looked away again. Next time he looked back, the light had gone, and did not reappear. The next morning he examined the mountain by daylight, and realised that there was no house or village or even any track up there, but only the precipitous mountain -side. It was only when he got a letter from me about the later sighting from Giwa that it occurred to him that it might have been a U.F.O. <p align="justify">As it was quite impossible for it to have been actual Tilley Lamp for the reasons given above, in addition to the fact that very few people, apart from the Mission staff, possess Tilley Lamps anyway, it seems likely that it was another appearance of the objects 'like Tilley Lamps' which were being seen all over the place. If so, the object could not have been actually 'on' the mountain, but was probably hovering between the mountain and Fr. Gill's launch, a distance of three or four miles. As it 'appeared' at a height of 3,500 ft., when seen against the mountain, its actual height could not have exceeded that altitude, but may have been considerably less. The object therefore, could not have been astronomical, but appears to be some kind of craft hovering at aircraft height. <p align="justify">This sighting was therefore of great importance to us at the time, suggesting that some mysterious, apparently controlled, craft were flying about over Papua at night. This was amply confirmed by subsequent sightings. <h3> </h3> <h3 align="center">THE MAIN EVENT</h3> <h4 align="center">1. </h4> <h5 align="center">Father Gill's Letter</h5> <p>When I returned from the mountains I heard the fascinating rumours. It was said that many flying saucers had been visiting Boiani, and that human beings had been seen on them, and waved to Father Gill. I could not believe they were true, and dismissed them as the sort of wild tales which often get around by 'bush telegraph', and in which there is often little or no substance of truth. However, the next call of the Mission launch brought me a fat envelope of typescript with a covering letter from Father Gill himself. His letter read as follows:- <blockquote> <p>Anglican Mission, Boiani, <p>15/7/59. <p>Father Cruttwell, <p>Anglican Mission, Menapi. <p>Dear Norman, <p>Here is a lot of material – the kind you have been waiting for, no doubt; but I am in some ways sorry that it has to be me who supplies it. Attitudes at Dogura in respect to my sanity vary greatly, and like all mad men, I myself think my grey cells are O.K. I am sorry you were not here with your telescope – the naked eye can be a hindrance when detail is essential. <p>This is the original data. Please take whatever copies or photographs you like, but please send it back to me by return 'Maclaren King' [presumably the Mission launch] if possible, as I regard it with a sense of value which no copies could have. <p>There has been no activity recently over here, but one report has come from Vidia (and others from Dogura, as you will see). <p>Hope you had a pleasant walkabout, <p>Regards, (signed) <p>BILL. <p>P.S. Have a spare typed copy which I am sending you – you can keep it. (It contains most but not all the originals). <p>W.G.</p></blockquote> <h4> </h4> <h4 align="center">2. </h4> <h5 align="center">Stephen Moi's Saucer</h5> <p align="justify">After some preliminary discussion of the evidence and describing the method by which he compiled his report, he describes the sighting of the first of the visiting craft by his Papuan Teacher Evangelist, Stephen Gill Moi. This craft was not seen by Fr. Gill himself, though it is obviously similar to the craft which he saw later. Stephen Moi’s report is as follows: <blockquote> <p align="justify">'On coming out of the house at one o'clock on Sunday morning, 21st. June, I saw a bright white light silently coming out of the sky from a point about a quarter of a mile out to sea, slightly west of Boiani Mission Station. It descended from what seemed to be a great height, and I thought at first that it was a 'falling star' (meteor). I watched it for the space of about three minutes, moving and descending eastwards and parallel to the coast. It stopped at a point a little to the east of the station, and at a height of perhaps three hundred feet. There it remained stationary for perhaps half a minute, and gradually decreased in brilliance until the shape of an inverted saucer could be discerned, which was tilted backwards with part of the base visible. The object then moved upwards and disappeared from view into the clouds. <p align="justify">‘When first sighted (presumably after the falling star stage, when he realised how slow it was moving) 'I thought it was a light similar to those dropped by plane during the war'. P.S. Underneath the saucer I saw about four round black spots. <p>(signed) STEPHEN GILL MOI </p></blockquote> <p>To this Fr. Gill added the following comment:- <blockquote> <p align="justify">“All this information was volunteered without any knowledge of previous sightings of U.F.O.’s by Stephen, and when questioned afterwards, Stephen Moi claimed never to have heard of 'Flying Saucers'. I asked him if he was quite sure the shape of the object was like a saucer, and was not, for instance, the shape of a plate, or like a ‘sixpence’ or 'like a ball'. He was quite certain in his mind that it was more like a saucer than anything else.”</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">I too, have questioned Stephen about this and other sightings, and he confirmed this appearance and the four dots, though he is not quite sure whether they were actually on the upper or under surface of the machine. This, it will readily be seen, is a matter of perspective. Either the object must have been considerably smaller than those seen a week later, or his estimate of height must have been too small. There seems little doubt that this was the same type of machine which returned later, and was probably doing a preliminary reconnaissance. <p>The following diagram was added to the report: - <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-IEnqOvb6JfA/T8TUry1ktUI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9BkVFbDtIz0/s1600-h/image001%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="image001" border="0" alt="image001" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Kv6uB6Ei1fE/T8TUtoJq4fI/AAAAAAAAALA/F4Ndn7IePvo/image001_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="213"></a> <h4> </h4> <h4 align="center">3. </h4> <h5 align="center">The First Sighting of ‘Men’</h5> <p align="justify">Five days later, on Friday 26th., the visitors returned in force. The astounding events of that night caused Fr. Gill to write the following letter to the Rev. David Durie, Principle of St. Aidan's College, Fr. Gill's confidant and friend, who had helped him to study for his Diploma of Education. <blockquote> <p>Anglican Mission, Boiani, <p>27/6/59 <p>To the Rev. D. Durie, Acting Principal, <p>St. Aidan's College, DOGURA <p>‘Dear David, <p>Life is strange, isn't it? Yesterday I wrote you a letter (which I still intend sending you) expressing opinion of U.F.O.'s. Not less than 24 hours later I have changed my views somewhat. Last night we at Boiani experienced about four hours of U.F.O. activity, and there is no doubt whatever that they are handled by beings of some kind. Please pass it round, but great care must be taken, as I have no other, and this, like the one I made out re Stephen, will be sent to Nor. I would appreciate it if you could send the lot back as soon as poss. <p>Cheers, Convinced, <p>(signed) BILL. <p>P.S. Do you think P. Moresby should know about this? (N. Cruttwell is at present in the Daga country, and will not be returning home until July 16th. at the earliest). If people think it worthwhile, I will stand cost of radio conversation if you care to make out a comprehensive report from the material on my behalf! It's interesting Territory news if nothing else. <p>W.G.B.’</p></blockquote> <p>Then follows the report of the events of June 26th. exactly as jotted down at the time in pencil. I reproduce the notes verbatim:-</p> <table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="547"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"><strong> <h5 align="center"><strong>Sky</strong></h5></strong></td> <td valign="top" width="133"> <h5 align="center"><strong>Time p.m.</strong></h5></td> <td valign="top" width="279"><strong> <h5 align="center"><strong>Data</strong></h5></strong></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133">Patches of low cloud</td> <td valign="top" width="133">6.45</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Sighted bright white light from front door. Direction N.W.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133">Clear over Dogura and Menapi</td> <td valign="top" width="133">6.50</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Call Stephen and Eric Langford</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">6.52</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Stephen arrives. Confirms not star – like the other night. Coming closer, not so bright. Coming down. (500'?)Orange? Deep yellow?</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">6.55</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Send Eric to call people. One object on top, move – man? Now 3 men – moving, glowing, doing something on deck. Gone.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">7.00</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Men 1 and 2 again.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">7.04</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Gone again.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133">Cloud ceiling covered sky c. 2000 ft.</td> <td valign="top" width="133">7.10</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Men 1, 3, 4, 2 (appeared in that order) Thin electric blue spotlight. Men gone. Spotlight still there.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">7.12</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Men 1 and 2 appeared – blue light.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">7.20</td> <td valign="top" width="279">U.F.O. goes through cloud.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133">Clear sky here heavy cloud over Dogura</td> <td valign="top" width="133">8.28</td> <td valign="top" width="279">U.F.O. seen by me overhead. Call station people. Appeared to descend, get bigger Not so big, but seemed nearer than before.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">8.29</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Second U.F.O. seen over sea, hovering at times.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133">Cloud forming again.</td> <td valign="top" width="133">8.35</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Another one over Wadobuna village.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">?</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Another to the east</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133">Clouds patchy</td> <td valign="top" width="133">8.50</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Big one stationary and larger – the original? Others coming and going through the clouds. As they descend through clouds, light reflected like large halo on the ground – no more than 2000', probably less. All U.F.O.'s very clear – satellites? “Mother ship” still large, clear, stationary.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">9.05</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Nos. 2, 3, 4 gone.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">9.10</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Mother ship gone – giving red light. No. 1 gone (overhead) into cloud.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">9.20</td> <td valign="top" width="279">“Mother” back.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">9.30</td> <td valign="top" width="279">“Mother” gone across sea to Giwa – white, red, blue, gone.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">9.46</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Overhead U.F.O. reappears, is hovering.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">10.00<br>10.10</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Still there, stationary. Hovering, gone behind cloud.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">10.30</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Very high, hovering in clear patch of sky between clouds.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="133"> </td> <td valign="top" width="133">10.50<br>11.04</td> <td valign="top" width="279">Very overcast, no sign of U.F.O. Heavy rain. IQA!!! (Wedau language! Finished.)</td></tr></tbody></table> <p align="center">Data sheet of observation of U.F.O.'s, <p align="center">6.45 to 11.04 p.m. 26.6.59 <p align="center">(signed) WILLIAM B. GILL <p>He appended to this another sheet with a sketch of the object and further notes, also a sketch map of the area showing the approximate positions of the U.F.O.'s. He added also this note about the weather: <blockquote> <p align="justify">“Variable sky – scattered clouds to clear<i> </i>at first, becoming overcast at 10.10 p.m. Approximate height of clouds 2000 ft. <p align="justify"><b>Note: </b>This determined by relationship of clouds to highest point visible of mountains. As U.F.O.'s were often below (under) clouds and their glow gave off a wide halo of light reflected on the clouds, it follows that U.F.O.'s descended to below 2000 ft.”</p></blockquote> <p>Below the drawing are the signatures of the witnesses to each of the four appearances of the men. Their names are: - <p>The Rev. William B. Gill <p>Stephen Gill Moi, Teacher <p>Ananias Rarata, Teacher <p>Mrs. (Nessie) Moi. <p align="justify">Altogether there were 38 witnesses of whom 25 signed the report. Apart from Fr. Gill himself, they included five Papuan teachers and three medical assistants. The report speaks for itself, but after questioning Fr. Gill and several of the Papuan witnesses, I have been able to fill in a certain amount of detail. <p align="justify">Fr. Gill had just had his dinner and came out of the front door of the Mission House. There was a patch of lawn, a few trees, including coconut palms and then a drop of perhaps fifty feet to the shingle beach below. <p align="justify">He casually glanced at the sky and looked for Venus, which was conspicuous at the time. In his own words <blockquote> <p align="justify">"I saw Venus, but I also saw this sparkling object which to me was peculiar because it sparkled, and because it was very, very bright, and it was above Venus and so that caused me to watch it for a while, then I saw it descend towards us".</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">Stephen Gill Moi, who joined Fr. Gill a few minutes later, described it as <blockquote> <p align="justify">"shining with a bright light, like a Tilley Lamp".</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">Ananias used exactly the same expression. Stephen remarks that it appeared to wax and wane in brightness, as though it were approaching and receding. Eventually it came quite close, and hovered at a height which Fr. Gill estimates at between 300 and 400 ft., though he admits that it was very hard to judge the altitude at night, not knowing the size of the object. He estimates its apparent diameter as about 5 inches at arms length. Stephen said that if he put his hand out closed it would cover about half of it. <p>Fr. Gill states that it changed from a brilliant white light, when it was far off, to a dull yellow or perhaps pale orange, when it was close. When asked whether he thought it was metallic, he answered, <p>"Well, it appeared solid, certainly not transparent or gaseous; we just assume that it was metallic from our own experience of things that travel and carry men". <p>All witnesses agree that it was circular, that it had a wide base and a narrow upper deck, that it had a type of legs beneath it, that it produced a shaft of blue light which shone upwards into the sky at an angle of about 45 degrees (see sketch) and that the four human figures appeared on top. <p>Two of the witnesses state that they saw about four portholes or windows in the side, which they have indicated in their drawings. These are not indicated in Fr. Gill's drawing. Commenting on this, he said <blockquote> <p>"I saw what appeared to be panels in the side of the object, which glowed somewhat brighter than the rest, but I did not interpret them as portholes. I did not indicate them in my rough drawing".</p></blockquote> <p>They were, however, indicated in a reconstructed drawing by the artist of the Australasian Post under direct verbal instructions from Fr. Gill, proving that he had seen and remarked them. <p align="justify">There was a certain discrepancy in the witnesses' estimate of the number of legs, though all agreed that they were in two groups. Fr. Gill is emphatic that there were four legs, tapering, two at each end, somewhat divergent. He admits that his drawing is not very skillful, and refers again to the drawing in the Australasian Post. <p align="justify">I have reproduced Fr. Gill's drawing and the drawing of three of the witnesses for comparison, together with my own composite drawing which appears to embody the true appearance of the object from the description of the witnesses. <p align="justify">[Note: this section was obviously an amendment to the original report. On 18 March 1965, the <i>Australasian Post </i>published an article on the sighting, basically quoting extensively from Fr. Cruttwell's report. They said that they interviewed Fr. Cruttwell the previous week (but not Fr. Gill). The drawing above is taken from the front of the report, and is probably Fr. Cruttwell's composite drawing. The one published by the Post is identical, except that the outlines were filled in.] <p align="justify">Here are Fr. Gill's comments on the 'men': - <blockquote> <p align="justify">"As we watched it (the object) men came out from this object, and appeared on the top of it, on what appeared to be a deck on top of the huge disc. There are four men in all, occasionally two, then one, then three, then four; we noted the various times the men appeared. And then later on all those witnesses who were quite sure that our records were right, and that they agreed with them, and saw the men at the same time as I did - were able to sign their names as witnesses of what we assume to be human activity or beings of some sort on the object itself".</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">Another peculiar thing was this shaft of blue light, which emanated from what appeared to be the centre of the deck. The men appeared to be illuminated not only by this light, but also by a sort of glow which completely surrounded them as well as the craft. The glow did not touch them, but there appeared to be a little space between their outline and the light. I have tried to indicate this in the drawing. They seemed to be illuminated in two ways: (a) by reflected light, as men seen working high up on a building at night caught by the glare of an oxy-acetylene torch, and (b) by this curious halo which outlined them, following every contour of their figures and yet did not touch them. In fact, they seemed to be illuminated themselves in the sameway as the machine was. This is indicated in Fr. Gill's diagram. <p>When asked whether he thought they were wearing space suits, he replied <blockquote> <p>"I couldn't say. It may be so, that would seem to be a possible explanation of the double outline, but I could not see any such suits."</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">I asked him whether he could see any details, such as the colour of their skins. He replied that they were too far away to see such details, but that he would say they were probably pale. As for the details of their bodies, all he could be sure of was that they had the outline of normal human beings from the waist up. Their legs were hidden by the sides of the craft. If wearing clothes they were very tight fitting. <p align="justify">Describing the movements of the objects, especially the smaller discs, he said that they were most erratic. They moved sometimes fast, sometimes slowly, approaching and receding, changing direction, even swinging to and fro like a pendulum. One of the objects, apparently No. 1 of the data (and B. on the Map) appeared much larger than the others, and appeared to have five illuminated panels, or windows, on the visible side. When the first object (A. on the Map) moved away, it appeared to descend in the direction of the Wadobuna village, and everyone thought it was going to land. The Papuans ran down on to the beach, intending to catch it up, but it swooped up and away over the mountains, turning red as it disappeared (W.G.B. and Ananias). <p align="justify">It finally returned, but hovered more to the west of the station. When it finally departed at 9.30, Fr. Gill says it made a slight wavering movement, and then suddenly shot off at immense speed, changing colour to red and blue-green, and disappeared across the bay in the direction of Giwa in a fraction of a second. It just diminished to a pin point and vanished. In spite of the fantastic speed of thousands of miles an hour, there was no sound. Fr. Gill is emphatic about the absence of sound throughout the whole activity. <p align="justify"> <h4 align="center">§</h4> <h4 align="center">4. </h4> <h5 align="center">The Night They Waved.</h5> <p align="justify">Boiani had not seen the last of its strange visitors. The next evening they returned ever earlier. At six o'clock, the sun would have only just gone behind the mountains, and the sky would have still have been bright until half past six. <em>[This was close </em><em>to both the Equator, </em><em>and the winter solstice.]</em> It would not have been really dark until at least 6.45 p.m. This rules out any possibility of the object having been a planet, such as Venus, which would not have been at all bright at such an early hour. Here is Fr. Gill's report of the happenings of Saturday, 27th. June: <blockquote> <p align="justify">"A large U.F.O. was first sighted by Annie Laurie Borewa, a Papuan medical assistant, in apparently the same position as last night's object. The time was about six o'clock."</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">She called Fr. Gill, who came out at about 6.02 p.m., and saw the object for himself. It had the same appearance as last night's object, but seemed a little smaller, probably due to increased distance. <blockquote> <p align="justify">"I called Ananias and several others, and we stood in the open to watch. Although the sun had set, it was quite light for the following fifteen minutes. We watched figures appear on top - four of them - there is no doubt that they were human. This is possibly the same object that I took to be the "Mother Ship" last night. Two smaller U.F.O.'s were seen at the same time, stationary, one above the hills, west, and another overhead."</p></blockquote> <blockquote> <p align="justify">"On the large one two of the figures seemed to be doing something near the centre of the deck - they were occasionally bending over and raising their arm as though adjusting or 'setting up' something (not visible). One figure seemed to be standing, looking down at us (a group of about a dozen)".</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">Fr. Gill, describing this to me afterwards said that the 'man' was standing with his hands on the 'rail' looking over, just as one will look over the rails of a ship. His report continues - <blockquote> <p align="justify">"I stretched my arm above my head and waved. To our surprise the figure did the same. Ananias waved both arms above his head, then the two outside figures did the same. Ananias and self began waving our arms and all four seemed to wave back. There <i>seemed </i>to be no doubt that our movements were answered. All the Mission boys made audible gasps (of either joy or surprise perhaps both). <p align="justify">"As dark was beginning to close in, I sent Eric Kodawa for a torch, and directed a series of long dashes towards the U.F.O. After a minute or two of this, the U.F.O. apparently acknowledged by making several wavering motions back and forth (in a sideways direction, like a pendulum). <p align="justify">"Waving by us was repeated, and this was followed by more flashes of the torch, then U.F.O. began to slowly become bigger, apparently coming in our direction. It ceased after perhaps half a minute and came on no further. <p>"After a further two or three minutes the figures apparently lost interest in us, for they disappeared below deck. <p>"At 6.25 p.m. two figures reappeared to carry on with whatever they were doing before the interruption (? ). The blue spotlight came on for a few seconds, twice in succession".</p></blockquote> <p>Subsequently I asked Fr. Gill whether he had tried to communicate with the men by voice. He said he had indeed shouted, as had they all, and made beckoning motions to the men to descend: but there was absolutely no response, apart from the waving already described. Neither the men nor their machine made any sound whatsoever. The report continues: <blockquote> <p>"The two other U.F.O.'s remained stationary and high up—higher than last night (? ), or smaller than last night (? ). <p>At 6.30 p.m. I went to dinner. <p>7.00 p.m. Number one U.F.O. still present, but appeared somewhat smaller. Observers go to Church for Evensong. <p>7.45 p.m. Evensong over, and the sky covered with cloud. Visibility very poor. No U.F.O.'s in sight. <p>10.40 p.m. A terrific explosion just outside the Mission House. Nothing seen. It could have been an atmospheric explosion, as the whole sky was overcast. <p>11.05 p.m. A few drops of rain.”</p></blockquote> <p>He says that the explosion made him jump out of bed, and gave him a tremendous shock. Remembering the U.F.O.'s he wondered whether one had landed, and rushed out to see what had happened. He saw nothing unusual, but found that the explosion had woken up everyone on the station. Papuans are not usually woken by the loudest thunder. They are very heavy sleepers. He described it as <blockquote> <p>"as penetrating earsplitting explosion, not an ordinary thunderclap. It appeared to be just outside the window".</p></blockquote> <p align="justify">However, he admits that it may not have had anything to do with the U.F.O's. It must, however, be recorded as one of the unusual phenomena of that amazing night. <p align="justify">The facts of this sighting and the waving by the men and the response to the torch signals are fully corroborated by Ananias Rarata, Eric, Mrs (Nessie) Moi, Ilma Violet and Dulcie Freda (Teachers), and many of the other witnesses in personal interviews with myself. They have also told the story independently to other Papuans, who have passed it on to me. They are all most emphatic about having seen and exchanged signals with the men. Stephen Moi was not present on this occasion, as he had gone to Dogura during the day. <p align="justify">There were many curious features about the machine and the men, which are quite inexplicable by the principles of any known earthly aircraft. They might, however, be explicable if we knew the laws which govern the propulsion and operation of these extraordinary craft. Who were the 'men', and where did they come from? If only we knew, we should have solved the mystery of the Flying Saucers. <p align="justify">It would be very interesting to know the actual size of the 'men' and their machine. Unfortunately, as they did not land, this is very hard to estimate. Fr. Gill estimates that, assuming the men to have been of normal size (about 6 ft.) the machine would have had a diameter of roughly 35 ft. at the base and 20 ft. on the upper 'deck'. However, if this is correct, the machine must have been further away than he thought, as a width of 5 inches at arm's length would give a diameter of nearly 60 ft. (incidentally the estimated size of Mr Evennett's object). If the men were smaller, the machine must have been considerably less than 35 ft. However, all these estimates are mere guesswork, and of little scientific value, except as approximations. <p align="justify">Fr. Gill and his 38 witnesses in Boiani, not to mention others who may have seen the objects independently, were not the only people to see strange things in the sky that night. There were sightings at Giwa, Baniara and Sideia, which amply confirm that mysterious intelligently controlled flying machines were visiting Papua on June 26-28th. 1959. <h4> </h4> <h4 align="center">5. </h4> <h5 align="center">The Third Night.</h5> <p>But before passing on to these, we shall complete the Boiani reports. For the mysterious craft returned on the Sunday night, 28th. June, the third in succession. This time they did not come so low, nor did the men appear. But the objects were more numerous than ever. Here is Fr. Gill's laconic report – <p> <div align="center"> <table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="503" align="center"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="501"> <h3>Boiani Sightings<b> </b></h3> <h3>(cont'd)</h3></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="501"><b>Sunday, 28/6/59.</b></td></tr></tbody></table></div> <div align="center"> </div> <div align="center"> <table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="505" align="center"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="92"> <p align="center">6.00 p.m.</p></td> <td valign="top" width="431">No sign of U.F.O.</td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="92"> <p align="center">6.45 p.m.</p></td> <td valign="top" width="431"> <p align="justify">Only 1 U.F.O. practically overhead. Slightly north. Very high, but clearly distinguishable, due to hovering. (Fr. Gill uses the word 'hover' in the sense of wavering movement in a small area).</p></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="92"> <p align="center">7.30 p.m.</p></td> <td valign="top" width="431"> <p align="justify">Same U.F.O. - moved to southern position, but still more or less overhead.</p></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top" width="92"> <p align="center">11.20 p.m.</p></td> <td valign="top" width="431"> <p align="justify">A sharp metallic and loud bang on Mission roof, as though a piece of metal had dropped from a great height. No roll of 'object' down roof slope afterwards. Outside, 4 UFO's in a circle round station. All high. <p align="justify">To bed, and UFOs still there.</p></td></tr></tbody></table></div> <div align="center"> </div> <div align="center"> <table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="504"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="502"> <p><strong>Monday 29/6/59</strong></p></td></tr></tbody></table></div> <div align="center"> </div> <div align="center"> <table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="506"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="91"> <p align="center">11.30 p.m.</p></td> <td valign="top" width="413"> <p>Roof examined. No apparent sign or mark or dent, which one might expect from last night's noise.</p></td></tr></tbody></table></div> <div align="center"> </div> <div align="center"> </div> <p> <hr> </p> <p align="center"><strong>LETTER FROM REV. WILLIAM GILL TO ALLEN HYNECK</strong></p> <div align="center"> <table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="513" align="center"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="203"> <p align="justify"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-tCTNcc14hhI/T8TUvM8ODrI/AAAAAAAAALI/9zw1hGYhGKE/s1600-h/image%25255B9%25255D.png"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-j3BScbUT1ZQ/T8TUwpWKX2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/cLfYqHnbZK4/image_thumb%25255B5%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="89" height="100"></a> <font face="Lucida Handwriting">As from:</font></p> <p align="justify"><font face="Lucida Handwriting">19 Glanbrae Avenue</font> <p align="justify"><font face="Lucida Handwriting">Burwood.</font> <p align="justify"><font face="Lucida Handwriting">Victoria. 3125. Australia</font> <p> </p></td> <td valign="top" width="308"> <p> </p> <p align="right">CAMBERWELL GRAMMER SCHOOL <p align="right">55 MONT ALBERT ROAD, <p align="right">CANTERBURY, 3126. <p align="right">11<sup>th</sup> November, 1973</p></td></tr></tbody></table></div> <div align="center"> </div> <p align="justify">Professor J. Allen Hyneck <p align="justify">Northwestern University <p align="justify">Evanston, Illinois. 60201. <p align="justify">Dear Allen, <p align="justify">My apologies for delay in replying to your letter. I have enjoyed studying your photograph which I return with thanks. I have just completed a battery of lectures for one of our teacher’s colleges. <p align="justify">Boraiani does seem to have fallen somewhat into decay since we left – judging from your remarks and what I can seen in the pictures. I trust my remarks here will help you in your search. You will also find enclosed the story of my spectacles. <p align="justify">I wish I could remember some specific incident about the wearing of my spectacles that would settle all doubt, but I cannot. I can only repeat that I automatically put them on whenever I want to see with clarity at a distance – and as I always carry them on my face except for reading and writing or other close work; there would be no special reason for my remembering that I was wearing them on any special occasion. <u>However, I contend would remember if I had not been wearing them</u>, as that would have been unusual, and for such an event! This would have been due to either breakage or loss. Neither of these things occurred. So it must be established that I was, in fact, wearing them. <p align="justify"><u>COMMENTS ABOUT THE SIGHTING</u> <p align="justify">1. The object was definitely over land, above the village to the west of the Muoina Station, possible 100 or so yards inland from the coast. <p align="justify">2. I was told by some who claimed to see it arrive (Daisy was one of them) that it had come from south-east, but as I did not see this the fact (?) was not documented. <p align="justify">3. Pictures: 1+2+3; 14+15 – no comments. <p align="justify">Nos 4 + 5 + 6 – What you describe as being the ‘front’ door was rarely used by me. My front door – the one mentioned in my report – was in the single-storeyed section of the house and faced the sea. (See diagram attached). <p align="justify">COMMENTS (cont.) <p align="justify">Nos. 7 + 8. Oustide my ‘front’ door. This is approximately the spot where Anaina stood (see my sketch attached). I remember this clearly – Friday night. He had been inside with me, and he preceded me out of the door and had been standing there a minute or so before I joined him. It was from there that we went to the higher ground to get a better view. N.B. – Foliage in the picture was not so evident then. e.g. there were no trees immediately in front of the building as seen in your photograph. Trees in the distance were quite small. <p align="justify">9. looking N.W. from footpath downhill. <p align="justify">10. This is Daisy (senior) – in the pink dress, not Daisy Kolanna, although both Daisy’s were present at the sightings. The woman in blue? I’m not sure. <p align="justify">11. This is NOT Daisy. WHO? I am not sure – it may be Adeline aged somewhat. <p align="justify">12. this is NOT Adeline. This is Daisy (junior) i.e. Daisy Kolanna. The anecdote is correct but the name is wrong. <p align="justify">13. Daisy Kolanna, again. <p align="justify">Of course had I anticipated this becoming ‘historic’ I guess I would have detailed everything. It seems now, after your visitation, that the matter has been covered as thoroughly as is possible after much time. In fact to talk to those people after all that time is probably worth as much as anything else and I ever say in the future. <p align="justify">I am not interested in the proposed Australian tour you are making. I do hope your expectations are fulfilled and that is every success you wish it to be. <p align="justify">If at all possible, I would like you to be my guest for at least a meal on your return visit to Melbourne. <p align="justify">Please convey my regards to Frederick Beckman. <p>Yours Sincerely, <p>Bill <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-VZBTSqxVXPY/T8TVE5BuzSI/AAAAAAAAALY/MfQvFxa7izs/s1600-h/bgill1%25255B5%25255D.jpg" target="_blank"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="bgill1" border="0" alt="bgill1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-j8cVGsZmUoY/T8TVGrILV3I/AAAAAAAAALg/2KCPeRTsR6M/bgill1_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="189" height="244"></a> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-VI_roLpIU4w/T8TVLBPX1WI/AAAAAAAAALo/Sk9SjQ1Re4c/s1600-h/bgill2%25255B4%25255D.jpg" target="_blank"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="bgill2" border="0" alt="bgill2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-i8LFWbgZVvE/T8TVNCe9fPI/AAAAAAAAALw/9N8tctcbwQ8/bgill2_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="190" height="244"></a> <h3> </h3> <h3 align="center">ILLUSTRATIONS & DIAGRAMS</h3> <p align="center">(to come)</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-851215725013469466.post-91451707460980644292011-10-05T22:02:00.001-07:002012-01-19T10:37:48.879-08:00The Golden Mirror<div align="justify">
Now that this mountain of time is falling upon you and the realization of your relevance in the scheme of things has become apparent to you, you feel the urgency, the pressure to see through the wall into the outside. <br />
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The Gift of the Rainbow – the talisman that we wear to break through the silence and alert the memory of the heart.<br />
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“This place is rich with embroideries, with lies and daemons, with unconscious forms spiralling through dreams, risen from the surface attracted to reflections in which they merge. It is not a quiet place. It’s silence deafening. It’s darkness blinding." <br />
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The Golden Mirror opens, to whisper the seal and to protect the doorway with the sigil of your true name.<br />
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There we meet in the spaces between the earth and sky.<br />
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"When you are reduced from this high place, you will see that the dead surround you, moving in circles of repetition and you must move within the circle also, must place your feet once more upon the ground of the earth and work in it’s oblivion until it is your season. <br />
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It is not given to you to interfere with the schemes of the others, to penetrate their shields, to raise the Question within them. Each must be allowed their own time and place. <br />
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However, the talisman can be seen by those who wear it, and though solitude is the way, you may touch the hand and heart of those who pass you on your way.</div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">EGYPT AND THE PYRAMIDS</span></h1>
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<em>A TRAVELLER, P.D. OUSPENSKY, GIVES HIS IMPRESSIONS OF HIS VISIT IN 1914.</em><br />
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THE first strange sensation of Egypt that I experienced was on the way from Cairo to the pyramids.<br />
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On the bridge across the Nile I was filled with a strange and almost frightening sense of expectation.<br />
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Something was changing around me. In the air, in the colours, in the lines, there was a magic which I did not yet understand.</div>
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Arab and European Cairo quickly disappeared, and in its place, in everything that surrounded me, I felt Egypt, which enveloped me.</div>
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I felt Egypt in the air blowing softly from the Nile, in the large boats with their triangular sails, in the groups of palms, in the wonderful rose tints of the rocks of Mokattam, in the silhouettes of the camels moving on the road in the distance, in the figures of women in their long black cloaks with bundles of reeds on their heads.</div>
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And this Egypt was felt as extraordinarily real, as though I was suddenly transferred into another world, which to my own astonishment I seemed to know very well. At the same time I was aware that this other world was the distant past. But here it ceased to be past, appeared in everything, surrounded me, became the present. This was a very strong sensation and strangely definite.</div>
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The sensation surprised me all the more because Egypt had never attracted me particularly; books and Egyptian antiquities in museums made it appear not very interesting and even tedious. But here I suddenly felt something extraordinarily alluring in it and, above all, something close and familiar.</div>
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Later, when I analysed my impressions, I was able to find certain explanations for them, but at first they only astonished me, and I arrived at the pyramids strangely agitated by all that I had encountered on the way.</div>
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The pyramids appeared in the distance as soon as we crossed the bridge; then they were hidden behind gardens and again appeared before us and grew larger and larger.<br />
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When approaching them one sees that the pyramids do not stand on the level of the plain which stretches between them and Cairo, but on a high rocky plateau rising sharply from it.</div>
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The plateau is reached by a winding and ascending road which goes through a cutting in the rock. Having walked to the end of this road you find yourself on a level with the pyramids, before the so-called Pyramid of Kheops, on the same side as the entrance into it. To the right in the distance is the second pyramid, and behind it, the third.</div>
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Here, having ascended to the pyramids, you are in a different world, not in the world you were in ten minutes ago. There — fields, foliage, palms, were still about you. Here it is a different country, a different landscape, a kingdom of sand and stone. This is the desert. The transition is sharp and unexpected.</div>
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The sensation which I had experienced on the way came over me with renewed force. The incomprehensible past became the present and felt quite close to me, as if I could stretch out my arm into it, and our present disappeared and became strange, alien and distant.</div>
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I walked towards the first pyramid. On a close view you see that it is built of huge blocks of stone, each more than half the height of a man. At about the level of a three-storied house there is a triangular opening — the entrance into the pyramid. </div>
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From the very beginning, as soon as I had gone up to the plateau where the pyramids stand, had seen them close and had inhaled the air which surrounds them, I felt that they were alive. And I had no need to analyse my thoughts on this subject. I felt it as real and unquestionable truth. And I understood at the same time why all these little people who were to be seen near the pyramids took them merely as dead stones. It was because all the people were themselves dead. Anyone who is at all alive cannot but feel that the pyramids are alive.</div>
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I now understood this and many other things.</div>
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The pyramids are just like ourselves, with the same thoughts and feelings, only they are very, very old and know much. And so they stand there and think and turn over their memories. How many thousands of years have passed over them 1 They alone know.</div>
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And they are far older than historical science supposes.</div>
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All is quiet around them. Neither tourists, nor guides, nor the British military camp, visible not far off, disturb their calm and that impression of extraordinarily concentrated stillness which surrounds them. People disappear near the pyramids. The pyramids are bigger and occupy more room than we imagine. The Great Pyramid is nearly three quarters of a mile round its base and the second only a little less. People are unnoticeable beside them. And if you go as far as the third pyramid you are swallowed up in the real desert.</div>
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The first time I went there I passed a whole day by the pyramids and early the following morning went there again. And during the two or three weeks I spent that time at Cairo I went there almost every day.</div>
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I realised that I was attracted and held by sensations which I had never experienced before anywhere. <br />
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Usually I sat on the sand somewhere between the second and the third pyramids and tried to stop the flow of my thoughts, and at times it seemed to me that I heard the thoughts of the pyramids.</div>
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I did not examine anything as people do; I only wandered from place to place and drank in the general impression of the desert and of this strange corner of the earth where the pyramids stand.</div>
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Everything here was familiar to me. Sun, wind, sand, stones, together made one whole from which I found it hard to go away. It became quite clear to me that I should not be able to leave Egypt as easily as I had left every other place. There was something here that I had to find, something that I had to understand. </div>
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The entrance into the Great Pyramid is on the north side and rather high from the ground. The opening is in the form of a triangle. From it there leads a narrow passage which at once begins to descend at a steep angle. The floor is very slippery; there are no steps, but on the polished stone there are horizontal notches, worn smooth, into which it is possible to put one’s feet sideways. Moreover, the floor is covered with fine sand and it is very difficult to keep oneself from sliding the whole way down. The Bedouin guide clambers down in front. In one hand he holds a lighted candle; the other he stretches out to you. You go down this sloping well in a bent attitude. You at once become very hot from the effort and the unaccustomed attitude. The descent seems rather long — at last it ends. You now find yourself in the place where a massive granite block once shut off the entrance, that is to say, approximately on the level of the base of the pyramid. From here it is possible to continue the descent to the “lower chamber”, which is at a considerable depth below the level of the rock — and it is also possible to climb up to the so-called “Chambers” of the King and Queen, which are approximately at the centre of the pyramid. In order to do this it is necessary first of all to get round the granite block of which I have spoken.</div>
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Some time, long ago — according to one account at the time of the last Pharaohs, and according to others in the times of the Arabs — the conquerors who tried to penetrate to the interior of the pyramid, where there were supposed to be untold treasures, were stopped by this granite block. They could neither move nor pierce the block, and so they made a passage round it in the softer stone from which the pyramid was built.</div>
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The guide holds up his candle. You are now standing in a fairly large cavern and in front of you there is an obstacle which you must overcome in order to go further. This obstacle is something in the nature of a frozen or petrified waterfall by which you have to ascend. Two Arabs scramble up and reach their hands down to you. You climb up and pressing yourself against the “waterfall” make your way sideways along a narrow ledge round the middle part of the frozen, stone cascade. Your feet slip, and there is nothing to hold by. At last you are there. Now it is necessary to ascend a little further, and before you there appears the narrow black entrance of another corridor. It leads upwards. Holding on to the walls, breathing the stifling air with difficulty and drenched with sweat, you slowly make your way forward. The candles of the guides before and behind you feebly light the uneven stone walls. Your back begins to ache from the bent position. To all this is added a feeling of weight hanging over you, like that felt beneath the earth in the deep galleries of mines and pits. </div>
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At last you come out again into a place where you can stand upright. After a short rest you look round and in the feeble light of the candles you make out that you are standing before the entrance to a narrow, straight corridor, along which you can go without bending. This corridor leads straight to the “Chamber of the Queen”.</div>
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To your right, if you stand facing the entrance to the corridor, you see the irregular black opening of a well, also made by treasure-seekers and communicating with the lower subterranean chamber.</div>
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At the level of your head, over the entrance to the corridor leading to the “Chamber of the Queen”, another corridor begins, leading to the “Chamber of the King”. But this second corridor is not parallel with the first, but forms an angle with it; that is, it goes upwards like a steep staircase which begins a little above the ground.</div>
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In the construction of this upper corridor-staircase there is much that is difficult to understand and that at once strikes the eye. In examining it I very soon understood that this corridor is the key to the whole pyramid.</div>
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From the place where I stood, it could be seen that the upper corridor was very high, and along its sides, like the banisters of a staircase, were broad stone parapets, descending to the ground, that is, to the level where I stood. The floor of the corridor did not reach down to the ground, being cut short, as I have already mentioned, at about a man’s height from the floor. In order to get into the upper corridor from where I stood, one had to go up first by one of the side-parapets and then drop down to the “staircase” itself. I call this corridor a “staircase” only because it ascends steeply. It has no steps, only worn-down notches for the feet.</div>
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Feeling that the floor behind you falls away, you begin to climb, holding on to one of the “parapets”.</div>
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What strikes you first is that everything in this corridor is of very exact and fine workmanship. The lines are straight, the angles are correct. At the same time there is no doubt that this corridor was not made for walking along. Then for what was it made?<br />
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The answer to this is given by the “parapets”. When you turn your attention to them, you see on them mathematically correct notched divisions at strictly equal distances from one another. These divisions are so precise that they immediately attract your attention. There is some idea, some intention, in them. And suddenly it becomes clear to you that up and down this “corridor” some kind of stone or metal plate, or “carriage”, must have moved, which possibly, in its turn, served as a support for some measuring apparatus and could be fixed in any position. The divisions on the parapet show clearly that they were used for some kind of measurement, for finding certain angles.</div>
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No doubt remained in my mind that this corridor with its parapets was the most important place in the whole pyramid. It cannot be explained without the supposition of a “carriage” moving up and down the incline. And this, in its turn, alters the whole conception of the pyramid and opens up entirely new possibilities.</div>
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At a definite time of the year the rays of certain stars can penetrate into the pyramid through the opening by which we entered it (until these stars become displaced in the progress of the great astronomical cycle). If we suppose that somewhere on the path of the rays mirrors are fixed, the rays penetrating through the opening of the pyramid will be thrown into the corridor on the apparatus fixed on the movable carriage. There is no doubt that some kind of observations were carried out here, some kind of cycles were recorded, some data were established.</div>
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The granite block, round which goes what I called the stone waterfall, bars the way to these rays. But the meaning, the purpose and the epoch of this block are completely unknown.</div>
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It is very difficult to define in our language the object and purpose of the pyramid. The pyramid was an observatory, but not only an “observatory” in the modern meaning of the word, for it was also a “scientific instrument”; and not only an instrument or a collection of instruments, but also a “scientific treatise”, or rather a whole library on physics, mathematics and astronomy; or, to be still more exact, it was a “physico-mathematical faculty” and at the same time a “depository of measures”, which is quite clearly shown by the measurements of the pyramid, the numerical interrelation of its height, base, sides, angles, and so on.</div>
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I had a very concrete feeling of the idea of the pyramid later, when I visited the famous observatory of Jay Singh at Jaipur, in Rajputana. The “observatory” is a huge square surrounded by walls, with strange buildings: stone triangles, the height of a large house; huge circles with divisions; empty cisterns resembling ponds with bridges across them and with polished brass bottoms for reflecting the stars; mysterious stone mazes which serve to find a definite constellation. All these are gigantic physical and astronomical apparatus, gnomons, quadrants, sextants and others, that is, instruments that are now made of brass and kept in cases. If one imagines all these apparatus, and many others unknown to us, combined into one and supposes that their very measurements and the interrelation of their parts express the fundamental relations between the measurements of the different parts of, say, the solar system, the result will be the idea of the pyramid.</div>
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But I will continue the description of the pyramid as I saw it.</div>
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At the top the inclined corridor with parapets becomes horizontal and then leads into the “Chamber of the King”. Candles are not sufficient to light the high smooth stone walls. It is rather stifling. By one wall there is something resembling a sarcophagus with high chipped sides.</div>
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I sent the guides away into the corridor and for some minutes remained alone.</div>
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I had a very strange feeling in this stone cell enclosed in the mass of the pyramid. The pulsation of life which filled the pyramid and emanated from it was felt here more strongly than anywhere. But besides this it appeared to me that this “Chamber” was telling me something about itself. I felt myself surrounded by different voices. But their words seemed to sound from behind a wall. I could hear but could not understand them. It seemed to me that it was necessary to make only quite a small effort and I should then hear everything. But I did not succeed in making this effort and probably it was not a question of effort at all, something much more important separated me from these voices.</div>
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“The Chamber of the Queen” differs little from the “Chamber of the King”, but for some reason does not give the same sensations. The lower subterranean chamber, which is more difficult to reach and is very stifling, is a little larger than the “King’s Chamber” and is also full of thoughts and inaudible. Voices which are trying to impress something on you.</div>
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From the top of the pyramid my attention was attracted by the Dahshur Pyramid with irregular sides which is seen in the distance through field-glasses, the strange Step Pyramid situated nearer, and not far from it a large white pyramid.</div>
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A few days after, I rode out from Gizeh to these distant pyramids. I did not want to see anything in particular, but wished to form a general impression of this part of the desert.</div>
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Having passed the Pyramid of Kheops and the Sphinx I found myself on a broad road leading to Aboussir. As a matter of fact there was no road, but a broad track covered with traces of horses, donkeys and camels. On the left, towards the Nile, lay ploughed fields. To the right there stretched a rocky cliff, beyond which the desert began.</div>
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From the very beginning of the road from Gizeh I began to experience this strange sensation of past as present which for some reason was produced in me by the Egyptian landscape. But this time I felt a desire to understand this sensation better, and I looked with particular intentness at everything round me, trying to decipher the secret of this magic of Egypt. And I came to think that the secret might lie in the astonishing changelessness of the Egyptian landscape and its colours. In other countries nature changes its face several times a year. Even where for centuries the main features have been preserved, as in forests and steppes, the outer cover of nature, the grass, the leaves, is all new, just born. But here this sand and these stones are the same as those which had seen the people who built the pyramids, the Pharaohs and the Caliphs.</div>
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And it seemed to me that in these stones which had seen so much, something of what they had seen was preserved, and that because of this a certain link was established through them with the life which existed in these places before and seemed still to be invisibly present here.</div>
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My grey Arab pony galloped quickly along by the uneven stone wall which lay on the right of the road, now nearer and now further off. And I was more and more immersed in a strange feeling of liberation from everything by which we ordinarily live.</div>
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The whole present receded, appeared transparent like mist, and through it the past became more and more visible all around me, not taking any definite form but penetrating me by a thousand different sensations and emotions.</div>
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Nowhere had I ever felt before so clearly and definitely the unreality of the present. I felt here that all that we consider as actually existing is nothing but a mirage which passes over the face of the earth, perhaps the shadow or the reflection of some other life, or perhaps only dreams created in our imagination as a result of some obscure impacts and vague sounds which reach our consciousness from the Unknown which surrounds us.</div>
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I felt that everything vanished — St. Petersburg, London, Cairo, hotels, railways, steamers, people; everything became a mirage. But the desert round me existed, and I existed, though in a very strange way, without any connection with the present, but conscious of a very strong connection with the unknown past.</div>
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And in everything I felt there was a not easily comprehensible but very subtle joy. I would describe it as the joy of liberation from oneself and the joy of feeling the incredible richness of life, which never dies but exists in an infinite variety of forms invisible and intangible for us.</div>
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Having passed Sakkara with the Step Pyramid and the white pyramid I went further to the Dahshur Pyramids. Here there was no road at all. The sand changed to small flints which formed what looked like enormous waves. When I came to level places and my pony began to gallop it seemed to me several times that I was dropping money, for the flints flew up from the hoofs and tinkled like silver.</div>
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Even the first of the Dahshur Pyramids produces an extraordinary and peculiar impression, as though it were sunk in its own thoughts but would presently notice you and would speak to you definitely and clearly. I rode slowly round it. There was not a soul near it, and nothing was visible but the sand and the pyramid with irregular sides in the distance.</div>
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I rode up to it. It is the strangest pyramid of all. I was only sorry that I could not be transported to this pyramid straight from Cairo, without seeing and feeling anything else. I was already too much saturated with impressions and could not fully appreciate what I felt here. But I felt that the stones here were animate and entrusted with a definite task. The south Dahshur Pyramid with the irregular lines of its sides struck me by its very definiteness, which was almost frightening.</div>
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At the same time I did not wish to formulate, even to myself, all that I felt. It was too much like imagination.</div>
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But my thoughts went on without obeying me and at times it appeared to me that I was really beginning to imagine things. But the sensation was quite different from that produced by imagination. There was something inexpressibly real in it. I turned my pony round and slowly rode back. Some distance off something seemed suddenly to push me. I quickly turned in the saddle. The pyramid was looking at me as though expecting something.</div>
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“Till next time!” I said.</div>
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I could not fully analyse all the feelings that I had at that moment. But I felt that precisely here, if only I could remain here alone sufficiently long, my thoughts and sensations would reach such a degree of tension that I should really see and hear what is ordinarily invisible and inaudible. How far this was really connected with this strange pyramid or how far it was the result of the whole day and the whole week of unusual sensations, I could not say. But I felt that here my sensations of Egypt reached their highest intensity. </div>
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At the present time views on the pyramids can be divided into two categories. To the first category belongs the theory of tombs, and to the second, astronomical and mathematical theories.</div>
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Historical science, that is, Egyptology, keeps almost exclusively to the theory of tombs, with very small and feeble admissions in the direction of the possibility of the utilisation of pyramids for astronomical observations. Thus Professor Petrie in his book A History of Egypt speaks of three deep trenches which were cut in the rock and were about 160 feet long, 20 feet deep, and not over five or six feet wide. “The purpose of such trenches is quite unknown; but there may have been some system of observing azimuths of stars by a surface of water at the bottom, and a cord stretched from end to end at the top; by noting the moment of the transit of the reflections of the star past the cord, an accurate observation of azimuth might be made” (p. 41).</div>
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But speaking generally, historical science is not interested in the astronomical and mathematical meaning of the pyramids.</div>
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If Egyptologists ever touch upon (his side of the question, it is acting only as amateurs and in this case no great importance is attached to their opinions. R. A. Proctor’s book, which I mention later, is an example of this.</div>
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The description of the construction of the pyramids (chiefly of the Great Pyramid) to be found in Herodotus is accepted as final and decisive.</div>
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Herodotus relates what he was told about the construction of the Great Pyramid two or three thousand years before his time. He says that on the granite blocks covering the pyramid hieroglyphic inscriptions were cut referring to various facts connected with its construction. Among other things there was recorded the amount of garlic, onions and radishes that was eaten by the slaves who built the pyramid, and from the amount of garlic, etc., it was possible to draw conclusions as to the number of slaves and the duration of the work.</div>
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Herodotus says that before the Great Pyramid was built, a causeway had to be made through the desert on an embankment for the transport of the material. He himself saw this causeway, which, according to his words, was a construction not less great than the pyramid itself.</div>
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The approximate date of the construction given by Herodotus is, owing to the profusion of small details pointed out by him, regarded in Egyptology as indisputable.<br />
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In reality all that Herodotus says is not in the least convincing. It must be remembered that Herodotus himself could not read hieroglyphs. This knowledge was carefully guarded and was the privilege of the priests. Herodotus could record only what was translated to him, and that certainly would have been only what confirmed and established the official version of the construction of the pyramids. This official version accepted in Egyptology may actually be far removed from truth. And the truth may be that what is regarded as the construction of the Great Pyramid was in reality its restoration. The pyramids may be much older than we think. </div>
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The Sphinx, which may have been constructed at the same time as the pyramids, or still earlier, is quite rightly considered prehistoric. What does this mean? It means that some thousands of years before our era, possibly many thousands of years, the people or peoples who are known to us under the name of “ancient Egyptians” occupied the valley of the Nile and found, half buried in the sands, the pyramids and the Sphinx, the meaning and significance of which were quite incomprehensible to them. The Sphinx looked towards the East, so it was called the image of Harmakuti or the “Sun on the Horizon”. Very much later the king to whom is ascribed the name of Kheops (Egyptologists have, of course, quite a different name for him) restored one of the pyramids and made of it a mausoleum or sepulchre for himself. Moreover, the inscriptions cut into the facing of this pyramid described the doings of the king in a laudatory and exaggerated tone, and the restoration was of course called construction. These inscriptions misled Herodotus, who took them for exact historical data.</div>
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The restoration of the pyramids was not their construction. The brother of Kheops, Khephren (the spelling and pronunciation of these names are very uncertain and unreliable), restored another pyramid. Gradually this became a custom, and so it happened that some of the Pharaohs built for themselves new pyramids, usually of smaller dimensions, and some restored the old, which were of larger dimensions. It is also possible that the first to be restored were the Dahshur Pyramids and the Step Pyramid at Sakkara. Gradually all the pyramids were converted into sepulchres, for a sepulchre was the most important thing in the life of the Egyptians of that period. But it was only an accidental episode in the history of the pyramids, which in no way explains their origin.</div>
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At the present time many interesting facts have been established concerning the Great Pyramid. But these discoveries belong either to astronomers or to mathematicians. And if it happens that any Egyptologists speak of them, there are only very few who do so, and their opinions are usually suppressed by others.</div>
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In a way the reason for this is understandable, for too much char-latanism has accumulated round the study of the astronomical and mathematical significance of the pyramids. Theories, for instance, exist and books are published proving that the measurements of the various parts of corridors and walls inside the Great Pyramid represent the whole history of mankind from Adam to “the end of general history”. According to the author of one such book prophecies contained in the pyramid refer chiefly to England and even give the length of the duration of post-war cabinets.</div>
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The existence of such “theories” of course makes it clear why science is afraid of new discoveries concerning the pyramids. But this in no way diminishes the value of existing attempts to establish the astronomical and mathematical meaning of the pyramids, in most cases so far only the Great Pyramid.</div>
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R. A. Proctor in his book The Great Pyramid (London, 1883) regards the pyramid as a kind of telescope or transit apparatus. He draws special attention to the slots on the parapets of the grand gallery and finds that they were made for moving up and down the incline instruments used for carrying out observations. Further he points to the possible existence of a water-mirror at the junction of the ascending and descending passages and asserts that the pyramid was a clock for Egyptian priests and chiefly an astronomical clock.</div>
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L’Abbé Moreux has collected in his book Les Enigmes de la Science almost all the existing material relating to the Great Pyramid as a “depository of measures” or as a mathematical compendium. The sum of the sides of the base of the pyramid divided by its height doubled gives the relation of circumference to diameter, the number , which plays such an important role in the history of mathematics. The height of the pyramid is one thousand millionth part of the distance of the earth from the sun (which, by the way, was established in science with sufficient accuracy only in the second half of the 19th century), etc., etc.</div>
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All this and many other things show the astounding narrowness of modern scientific views and the absence of even ordinary curiosity in the Egyptologists who come to a standstill at the theory of tombs and the story of Herodotus, and do not wish to know anything more. In reality the pyramids contain a great enigma. The pyramids, more than anything else in the world, tell us that we are quite wrong in considering that our ancestor was a “hairy, tailed quadruped, probably arboreal in its habits, and an inhabitant of the Old World”. In actual fact our genealogy is much more interesting. Our ancestors were very rich and eminent people, and they left us an enormous inheritance, which we have completely forgotten, especially since the time when we began to consider ourselves the children of a monkey.</div>
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Modern science conquers space within the limits of the surface of the small earth. Esoteric science has conquered time, and it knows methods of transferring its ideas intact and of establishing communications between schools through hundreds and thousands of years.</div>
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A thousand years ago, if you ‘woke up’, if your heart was ‘opened’, if you ‘heard the call’, you would have to travel and find the ‘Centre of the Radiance’ through signs and portents, using your awareness and consciousness to find your way. Mystery. In the sixties the Centre of the Radiance was everywhere: an isotropic line parallel to itself and vibrating on itself at right angles. Like a system of axes in which the point of intersection of the lines is everywhere at the same time.<br />
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“From the mid-sixties onwards you have what would have to be called a sort of LSD consciousness permeates the whole of the counter-culture side of British society. And you get it in the songs of the Pink Floyd …, all these bands incorporate LSD inspired imagery, and that of course was not the normal imagery of love songs and picking up girls, it was much more to do with a rather sort of specifically British form of psychedelia which involved dancing gnomes and flying saucers”. Barry Miles</div>
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“It was, I think, in 1966 that I first went to Glastonbury, in the company of Harry Fainlight … We had no very definite reason for going there, but it had something to do with strange lights in the, sky, new music, and our conviction that the world was about to flip over on its axis so that heresy would become orthodoxy and an entirely new world-order would shortly be revealed.” </div>
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“At that time I was writing the first of my published books, <em>The Flying Saucer Vision</em>. It followed up the idea, first put forward by C.J. Jung in his 1959 book on flying saucers, that the strange lights and other phenomena of the post-War period were portents of a radical change in human consciousness coinciding with the dawn of the Aquarian Age. A theme in my book was the connection between `unidentified flying objects’ and ancient sites, as evidenced both in folklore and in contemporary experience. UFOs were constantly being sighted over St Michael’s tower on Glastonbury Tor.” John Michel author of the <em>Flying Saucer Vision</em></div>
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The MOODY BLUES … <em>seminal</em> … leaders, explorers of sound, music, word and thought -- showering all who watched and listened with cosmic energy, in the late sixties and the seventies. Every new album received felt like a message delivered direct from the Source of the Radiance… <br />
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<em>Now you know how nice it feels / Scatter good seed in the fields / Life's ours for the making / Eternity's waiting, waiting For you and me </em> <br />
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<em>Now you know that you are Real / Show your friends that you and me / Belong to the same world / Turned on to the same word / Have you heard?</em> <br />
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<strong>Peter Willsher(1991):</strong> It was, I suppose, a stroke of luck that my music-writing partner, Robin Lumley, was moving to a new place of residence, sharing a house with Graeme Edge, drummer for the musical group, "The Moody Blues." Although Graeme is a long-term pal of Robin's, I hadn't personally seen the talented Mr. Edge since the early seventies, and it was good to be in touch with him again. </div>
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Both Robin and I have nursed a strong interest in the UFO phenomenon for many years, and so were very interested to learn from Graeme of a UFO encounter with the "Moody Blues" late one autumn night in 1967. Graeme readily agreed to discuss the matter, and recounted the story as follows:</div>
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"We (the band) were returning to London after a concert in Carlisle. I'd like to point out straight away that, given the reputation of musicians for consuming alcohol and other (!) substances after a show, all the Moody Blues personnel were completely sober and straight. The road crew had, as usual, taken the equipment in the truck, and the band members were following along by car. Apart from myself in the car, there were Denny Laine, Mike Pinder, Ray Thomas and Clint Warwick. Around about 1.30-2.00 am we were driving south on the A6, when a bright light appeared and flashed past us. Everyone became highly excited as to what the light might be, with the usual nervous jokey references to 'UFOs.' </div>
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"Personally, I was convinced it was probably an aircraft warning-light on top of a radio mast, apparently moving because of the motion of the car. However, the light returned from the opposite direction, and I suggested stopping the car for a proper look. I was still convinced of a logical terrestrial explanation.</div>
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"As the car halted we all saw the light again to the left-hand side of us...it went backwards and forwards, and then actually over the car before settling in a field near the road, but on the opposite side of the dual carriageway. As we scrambled out of the car, half scared, half fascinated, we all noted an odd stillness around us. No traffic came, in either direction, and there were none of the usual nocturnal animal rustlings or bird noises. It was quite uncanny and we were mesmerized as if in a dream. We could see the object in the opposite field: it was shaped like a fat cigar with a low protrusion on top, with seven dull red lights on it. I'm sure of the number as I distinctly remember counting the lights at the time. The upper half of the object appeared metallic, whereas the lower half was red, and pulsed from left to right.</div>
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"The lower half was a bright red on the left and a duller red to the right, and did not seem to be metallic like the upper half.</div>
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"Suddenly, all five of us were gripped simultaneously with dread and panic. We rushed back into the car, which started perfectly, and drove off. As we looked back, we could still see the object pulsing away in the field."</div>
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That was the basis of Graeme's account, and I continued to question him at some length. He was, and indeed still is, perfectly willing to answer any questions anyone may have, and he's certain the other band members would be equally willing. Now, Graeme has only recounted this story two or three times since the event over twenty years ago, and professes to be a changed man because of the experience.</div>
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Graeme Edge describes himself as a "stubborn, critical, nuts-and-bolts type," but nevertheless he feels that something may indeed have happened that night. He doesn't recall any 'missing time,' but, as is typical of touring musicians, no one bothered to check what time they arrived home. In those days the Moodies were a Rock/Pop band, but after this experience, they tended to write and release all kinds of 'cosmic' albums, such as <em>Days Of Future Past</em>, and <em>In Search Of The Lost Chord</em>.</div>
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Graeme Edge is a very likeable, friendly, outgoing man, with a warm and generous personality, remaining totally unaffected by 25 years of international pop-stardom. He's pretty well-of, and has certainly had all the publicity he could want and more. So he has no motives for imaginative invention for self-aggrandizement purposes. He's also not in the least afraid of being dubbed a crank. What happened, happened..</div>
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<strong>BOWIE:</strong> "I used to work for two guys who put out a UFO magazine in England," he told the flying saucer man. "About six years ago. And I made sightings six, seven times a night for about a year when I was in the observatory. We had regular cruises that came over. We knew the 6.15 was coming in and would meet up with another one. And they would be stationary for about half an hour, and then after verifying what they'd been doing that day, they'd shoot off."</div>
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<strong>BOWIE:</strong> "A friend and I were travelling in the English countryside when we both noticed a strange object hovering above a field. From then on I have come to take this phenomena seriously. I believe that what I saw was not the an object, but a projection of my own mind trying to make sense of this quantum topological doorway into dimensions beyond our own. It's as if our dimension is but one among an infinite number of others."</div>
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We scanned the skies with rainbow eyes and saw machines of every shape and size / We talked with tall Venusians passing through / And Peter tried to climb aboard but the Captain shook his head / And away they soared / Climbing through the ivory vibrant cloud / Someone passed some bliss among the crowd / And We walked back to the road, unchained</div>
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A thousand years ago the Secret Library was hidden, secluded in safe haven…in the sixties and seventies It was hidden in plain sight – <em>for eyes that saw and ears that heard</em>…</div>
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<em>“The Way is never without some work of a definite significance, is never without some undertaking around which and in connection with which it can alone exist. When this work is finished, that is to say, when the aim set before it has been accomplished, the way disappears, that is, it disappears from the given place, disappears in it’s given form, continuing perhaps in another place in another form. Schools [of the Radiant Eye] exist for the needs of the work which is being carried out in connection with the proposed undertaking.”</em></div>
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