Organization: Penn State University
Date: Sun, 11 Oct 1992 23:32:04 EDT
From: Joe Carlson <JKC3@psuvm.psu.edu>
Newsgroups: talk.religion.newage,alt.alien.visitors,alt.religion.kibology
Subject: Re: Bigfootf spaceman?
Distribution: world
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In article <67455@cup.portal.com>, John_-_Winston@cup.portal.com says:

>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.

Can you say LOoney TOooOOney?  I knew you could!

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