From: John_-_Winston@cup.portal.com
Newsgroups: talk.religion.newage,alt.alien.visitors,alt.religion.kibology
Subject: Re: Bigfootf spaceman?
Date: Fri,  9 Oct 92 19:17:24 PDT
Organization: The Portal System (TM)
Distribution: world

Subject: Big Foot. Part 2.
  We left our psychic saying to the Big Foot, What do you mean hurt you, you 
big lug I couldn't hurt you if I tried (or something like that). The BF then 
said that every time he comes in contact with one of our kind they try to 
hurt him.  Once a young boy was after a rabbit and saw me. He got excited 
and shot me with his small gun (probubly a 22). It hurt but I got over it 
pretty quick. Next a man was after a deer and saw me. It scared him very 
much and he shot me with his larger rifle (probubly something like a 30-30 
rifle). This really hurt me and it took me a long time to get over it. I 
haven't attempted to make any contact with your type of people until I came 
in contact with this nice man who has given me food.  
  That' about all of the story that Merele told me. Next I read about a 
investigation that was down by the University of Calif. at Berkeley. They 
spent quite a bit of money looking into the subject of Big Foot. They found 
out that BF had at one time picked up large tires like they have on grader 
equipment and thrown them down the hill.  BF can run about the same speed as 
a race horse.  Some of them smell pretty bad (but not all of them). 
  After reading a pulp magazine about BF I noticed a book for sale by the 
person they were writing about. The book has a very unusual hand painted 
picture of a BF on it's front cover. The name of the book is THE TRUE STORY 
OF BIG FOOT (Stan Johnson's Close Encounters).  Now Stan is a retired logger 
and he lives with his wife in Oregon, USA.  
  Stan had made contact with a BF and had invited an anthropologist by the 
name of Bob to go down with him while he made contact with a BF. So here are 
Stan's own words of his experience; Bob had told me to talk with the BF 
telepathically.  After three days of telepathic talking to them (the BFs), 
why then I finally told them, I said, "Hey! Listen, It bothers me because 
I'd never used this part of my brain, It's hurtin me and is draining my 
energy to use it." I told him, "Let's talk.  Why don't you just sit down 
here by me and talk to me?"  And he (Big Foot) said, I am sitting 
by"--telepathically--were still talking telepathically. He said, "I'll tell 
you what, close both eyes and hold them tight, and open your third eye and 
look at me.  And you'll see me sitting here; then when you see me sitting 
her, open your other two eyes." So that's what I done and when I opened my 
eyes, there he was sitting about six feet away from me. That went on for 
about oh, a week or two weeks, till finally he invited me to come down and 
stay with him and his family in the place where they have a little home 
built, down there  in Big Deep Canyon.
  And here's the funny part about this visit which never dawned on me. I went 
home and took my sleeping bag, which I did need when I slept, I went up to 
the mountain and down with them to their home.  They had a beautifgul little 
place built and it was all lined with fir-broughs and stuff like that, 
really sweet smelling.  When I returned, I told my wife that when I walked 
down through there, the moon was shinning so bright I could see all the way; 
because she asked me how I seemed to get down in there since I didn't leave 
there until about 10 o'clock at night, to walk down in there without a 
flashligh or anything?"  And I said, "Well the moon was shining so bright!"  
This happened in Big Douglas fir timber, and if your've ever been in Douglas 
fir timber at night, you know it's really dark in there.  She stood there 
and looked at me for a few minutes and finally said, "What do you mean the 
moon was shining? There was no full moon!" Now, how could they take anybody 
into the woods in the dark of the moon? They must have made the Light!! Now 
how they made this Light, Lord only knows, I don't. I went through bush that 
would actually scratch your eyes out too, when you  get down into this 
cayon.  And I got down there with not problems whatsoever.
End Part 2.
John Winston.