Newsgroup: it.discussioni.ufo
Titolo: ET space technology

Robert: And you were at Area 51 in 1971?
 
David: Right. June 20, 1971. So, we get there and it was just amazing, 
because we drove up to the side of these big steel doors and one of the 
officers got out and put his hand on a scanner-type thing and it flashed a 
light at him. I thought it took his picture. In hindsight, I would have to 
guess that it was a retina scanning device. And after the guy was scanned, 
the door opened up, so I knew this was a security system of a kind. This was 
1971.
 
Let me put this into perspective. In 1971, we had no laptops, no modems, no 
fax, no VCR, no cellphones; we didn't even have handheld calculators. Texas 
Instruments developed those about five years later. So where in the hell did 
these guys get all this technology?
 
As soon as we went into the room, I immediately noticed the temperature 
drop, because it was warm in the big open areas we had just come from. It 
was very cool in this room. You could almost see your breath. And as we 
entered the room, the lights - wherever they were coming from - came on. And 
again there were no shadows being cast, anywhere.
 
Then someone threw a switch and activated a hoist attached to some cables 
that were attached to a big tarp. The tarp was lifted straight up, and 
sitting on this huge steel platform was a giant electromagnetic fusion 
containment engine! And I immediately knew that, because its configuration 
was similar to mine but it was the size of a Greyhound bus. Mine was about 
the size of a large watermelon!
 
You can recognise engines that are comparable. If I had an internal 
combustion engine taken out of a Model A Ford and had it sitting on the 
ground and you pulled an engine out of a Viper today and placed it 
alongside, you would recognise that they operate on the same principle of 
internal combustion. However, the difference in performance between the two 
is unbelievable.
 
It was the same situation with my little engine and this thing they had 
stored underground. They both ran on the same principle, the same 
configuration, but the level of sophistication is like that of the Model A 
compared to the Viper engine. This thing they had was so powerful. There 
were so many design features that I didn't recognise, for reasons that 
became clear.
 
Robert: At this point you were just looking at the engine. Where was the 
rest of the craft?
 
David: Well, that's where the argument started. They asked me if I liked 
what I saw. I said, "Well, yeah, but I'm confused. I thought I was the first 
one to build one of these engines."
 
And this is where things really started getting odd. The colonel that was 
with Dr Rudolph said, "Son, you want to help us with this design here since 
yours is very similar to it. You do want to help your country, don't you?"
 
Well, I had an American flag blanket. And I listened to Anita Bryant's 
record before I went to sleep. I was a real patriotic flag-waver even in the 
'70s. Of course, it wasn't real popular to do that then because the war in 
Vietnam was still raging. My peers couldn't understand why I loved America 
so much, but it was just the way I was raised.
 
So at first I agreed with the colonel that I wanted to help. However, I was 
very curious and asked, "Where are your people that built this engine?" He 
paused for a moment, then told me, "Well, they are on vacation right now. 
You're off on summer vacation, right?" And I said, "Okay! That's good. Did 
they leave any notes on their work that I can look at?" Then I was told, 
"Well, they took them with them as homework. You get homework." And I was 
thinking, "You know, this is really condescending. I am 17 years old." But 
that's how they treated 17-year-olds back then. So I thought, "Okay; I will 
play along with this asshole."
 
I agreed to help them, but told them that I needed to get a closer look at 
the engine. And they agreed, at which point I walked up and got onto the 
platform. And the closer I got to it, the more I realised that these people 
had no idea what this engine was; they were still trying to figure it out. I 
could tell that it didn't belong to us. And when I was about three feet 
away, the first thing I noticed was a perfect shadow of myself on the 
engine. And what did I tell you earlier?
 
Robert: There were no shadows anywhere.
 
David: Right. So how is my shadow showing up on this thing? And stranger 
still was that the shadow moved about a half a second behind me. That really 
got my attention. And I thought, "If this is what I think it is: a heat 
sensitive recognition alloy." And then I realised we don't have [any] known 
material that could do that. So I looked up at the engine and I asked for 
permission to climb to the top because I wanted to see the damaged area. The 
thing had a hole about four feet in diameter in the side of it, and this was 
the area that most interested me. Now, think of a figure eight, and right 
where the two circles cross each other is the eye of the hurricane. That's 
where the damage was located on this engine. Knowing my own engine, I was 
assuming that this thing had experienced some kind of breach in the 
electromagnetic flux field that acts as the containment wall that harnesses 
the power of the reactor engine.
 
These engines basically function like a magnetic bottle or sphere, and 
inside you have contained the power of the Sun or a hydrogen bomb 
continuously detonating. It's not impossible to figure out how this works, 
because it occurs all the time out in space. Black holes can suck an entire 
galaxy full of suns into their point of singularity. Obviously a black hole 
has no problem containing that fusion energy.
 
What I did was mathematically figure out a way to artificially create a 
synthetic black hole. And because it is based on a figure-eight design, once 
it has stabilised it will always implode and consume itself without pulling 
everything around it in. But this engine at Area 51 had lost its 
stabilisation in the figure eight, and that's why I was so curious about the 
hole.
 
The way this engine was built was really cool. There wasn't a single screw 
or rivet or weld seam anywhere on this entire device from end to end. It 
looked like it was grown rather than assembled. And I thought, "Man, whoever 
built this really has some incredible manufacturing techniques."
 
Over the years, I have been able to replicate this process to some extent in 
an experiment that I built. It flew onboard one of the 1993 Space Shuttle 
missions. It was part of the GAS (Get Away Special) program. That's where 
you rent space in a 55-gallon drum for your project. The first thing I did 
was melt alloys together, and when you spin them in a weightless environment 
you can create any type of dimension you want, because I figured out a way 
to control this. There was always a question about how you shape liquid 
metals in a weightless environment. It's a containerless process. It's a 
real phenomenon.
 
Robert: You made a form without using a mould?
 
David: Right. I figured out how to take a fluid glob floating in this 
weightless environment and control it. For every geometric shape and 
dimension, we know there is a corresponding sound wave. So I created this 
machine that was attached to a Moog synthesiser, which allowed me to 
replicate any shape I wanted simply by playing notes. This machine generates 
interlocking standing sound waves that vibrate, even in space, and which 
allowed me to shape the liquid metal.
 
That process proved to me what I had suspected when I first saw the engine 
at Area 51 in 1971: whoever built that engine used this process. This raised 
an even larger question in my mind. Who could have built an engine of this 
size in space? I have never discussed this publicly. But I was curious and I 
wanted to replicate that engine design, which was clearly built in a 
weightless environment.
 
Robert: Which means outer space?
 
David: It would have to be deep space. Like intergalactic deep space, away 
from any planets or stars.
 
Robert: I guess you wouldn't want your design process to encounter any 
gravitational fields?
 
David: Right. The less the better. They are called "gravity convections". 
They didn't want any gravity convection currents to show up in the alloy 
shaping process.
 
Anyway, when I placed my hands on the engine to pull myself up, I began 
climbing up the exterior of the engine, which was designed with an 
exoskeletal structure. The best way to explain this is to look at the 
designs of H. R. Geiger; he is the designer that created all the sets of the 
Alien movies.
 
Robert: What happened when you touched it?
 
David: It was warm, which didn't make any sense at all. It was so cold in 
that hangar, you could almost see your breath. I looked around on the floor 
and saw no power lines. And I asked myself, "How in the world could this 
alloy be staying warm?" And it was really hard. It was the hardest material 
I have ever touched. It didn't give anywhere. The surface cohesion tension 
on it felt more like a baby's skin. It was supple, but hard and warm.
 
Robert: That is weird, especially for metal.
 
David: Yeah, and I was thinking, "What the heck is going on?" And as I was 
crawling up everywhere, I touched the surface and it reacted. When I turned 
and looked at the Air Force guys, all their mouths were hanging open. And so 
I assumed that the reaction they were seeing hadn't happened for them, 
because wherever I touched it there were these really amazing blue and white 
swirls moving down through the hull of this thing. It looked like 
wavelengths that you see on an oscilloscope. When I pulled my hands off, it 
stopped. And I said, "Wow! This thing is reacting!"
 
So I continued to climb up until I reached the centre area. It had these 
vertebrae that branched off, cascading, fibre-like. They looked almost like 
fibre optic cables filled with some kind of fluid. They were very small 
tubes the size of angel hair pasta. There were millions of these things 
cascading over the hull of this engine. And I thought, "Boy, these patterns 
look familiar." Then it dawned on me: they looked like neural synaptic 
firing patterns. There were millions of them going out everywhere on this 
thing. So I thought that maybe the engine was designed with an exoskeletal 
brain. And at that point, I reached out and grabbed some of the fibres and 
found that they were really tough and that there was fluid in them. And 
wherever I touched, no matter what I touched, there would be a reaction to 
it like a tremor of visual lights.
 
As I walked down into the damaged area of this thing, I finally said to the 
Air Force guys, "You know, this thing is a power plant. It is more than a 
propulsion system. It is a power plant. It obviously came out of a big 
vehicle, a craft of some kind. Where is that craft located?" Now they were 
not happy with me, but I continued. "A craft like this must have had a crew. 
What did you do with those people? This is clearly not American or Soviet 
technology, is it, boys? This is some kind of extraterrestrial entity. How 
old is it? Did you dig it up? Is it millions of years old or did you guys 
shoot it down?" And man, they got really upset. They told the MPs to take me 
down off the engine. As I was coming down, I was really pissed off. I was so 
pissed off because I had had enough.
 
At this point, I knew where I was. I knew that this engine was from 
somewhere other than Earth. I didn't know where it had come from or how long 
they had had it, but it was obvious that my whole world was coming undone in 
that moment. I grew up in a world where the government would never lie. We 
had just landed on the Moon the year before. And here the Air Force had this 
technology and they weren't saying anything, which made me furious.
 
Robert: Let's back up a little. When you were on the engine, there was 
something that you saw, which you told me about in a previous conversation 
and which I found really fascinating. How and when did you see the interior 
of the reactor? Can you describe the crystals?
 
David: What happened was I asked for permission to inspect the damaged area 
inside of the engine where it had been blown open. They hesitated on that 
request.
 
Robert: This was before you made them angry?
 
David: Before I came out of that damaged area, totally pissed off, because 
when I got down in this thing, they told me to make it brief. So I got down 
and looked in the area. Man, there was some incredible-looking technology up 
and down this engine. And I couldn't get more than three feet into it before 
I came up to a wall. And this 
wall.it
 was like the iris/shutter on a camera 
lens. It had lots of interlocking fans that contract or expand - and I've 
always thought that would make the coolest door. Well, there was this little 
round pod-thing there, and I just put my hand on it; and when I did, the 
wall just shuttered open.
 
Robert: It opened for you?
 
David: It made a slight noise.
 
Robert: Maybe that's where they got the inspiration for the door design you 
saw at Area 51?
 
David: It could have been. I have no idea. But I got to look deeper into the 
engine. And what I saw in there was fascinating. It was such a trip being 
there because whenever I worked on my fusion engines, everything was so 
small; some parts I even had to machine under a microscope. Now, here was a 
replication of my basic design that was big enough to walk through. But man, 
this thing, what I had manufactured to achieve a certain function in my 
engine, this thing would have something else in its place. And this 
something else would be stuff I couldn't begin to recognise. There were 
these crystals that were facing each other. They were fabulous-looking 
crystals. And they were integrated into this plasma duct type thing.
 
And in my engine, I had such a hard time getting a cyclotron to curve the 
blast waves I needed for propulsion. This thing had some kind of venting 
system that allowed them to flush their plasma out through an area that 
looked like the gills of a shark. The whole thing was so organic looking. It 
looked like a living machine - both organic and inorganic incorporated 
together. It was an oxymoron. How do you explain something like that? So 
anyway, I just got to see a lot of stuff in there that I couldn't believe.
 
Robert: How many minutes were you in the interior alone?
 
David: I don't think I was in there more than five minutes. I know that 
doesn't sound like a very long time, but it felt like I was in there a week.
 
Robert: And I believe you said you have a photographic memory.
 
David: Yeah. I was just clicking non-stop. I was just absorbing it all in. 
And when I left, I didn't touch that pod, right? But as soon as I passed 
that area, the door closed behind me. I never told the Air Force guys that I 
went into that part of the engine. I don't think they ever knew there was 
another compartment in the interior that they could enter.
 
Robert: Why?
 
David: I don't believe that it allowed them access. There was a presence, 
though, about this engine. Just like you have a presence of a person and an 
entity. It just had its own. So I came out of the engine and was totally 
pissed off because I knew there was no way we could have built it. It was 
using some kind of crystal containment field power that we can't even 
imagine. I would have to work on it for a long time to figure out how they 
were doing the fractions. Where I was using the plasma in a linear mode, 
this thing was designed to go any direction it wanted with its plasma flows. 
That's impossible.
 
Robert: With a rocket?
 
David: Yeah. This thing could do anything. And I really wondered who in the 
hell built it. So as I started coming down the outside of the engine. After 
we got into a big argument, I noticed that now, wherever I touched the 
engine, it was no longer reacting with the nice blue and white swirls of 
energy. They had changed to a reddish-orange flame-looking pattern. And as I 
calmed down to try and figure out what that was, it changed back to the 
bluish white, more tranquil-looking pattern.
 
That's when I realised that the engine is not just heat sensitive; it reacts 
to mental waves. It is symbiotic and will lock on to how you think and feel. 
This allows it to interface with you. And that means this thing was aware. 
And it knew it was there. And I knew that it knew I was there. 
 

David: Right. June 20, 1971
 
Non ci posso credere... :-D
 
No, dico, nientemeno che David Adair, uno dei pi� ridicoli e
sputtanati contapalle mai comparsi su Youtube :-DDD
 
Altro che salamini, nacchi, te ti magni pure i prosciuttoni, basta che
siano andati a male :-DDD
 
http://www.godlikeproductions.com/forum1/message543281/pg6
 
 
Saluti da Bhisma
 
-- 
...e il pensier libero, � la mia f�!
 

blast waves I needed for propulsion.
 
Beh - si'. Questo e' dovuto al fatto che un ciclotrone lavora SOLTANTO con
fasci curvi, e, dovendo essere in alto vuoto, non si puo' farci entrare il
"blast", ne' tantomeno farcelo uscire per la "propulsione".
 
Perfino Van Vogt, quando scrisse "Slan" nel 1940, lo sapeva, e uso' il suo
superciclotrone degli Slan marziani come arma, facendolo fermare appena il
giovane Jommy riesce a farci un buco.
 
Ma si vede che il Nostro legge poca fantascienza. Si vede che non ne aveva
il tempo, con tutta quella neurologia da studiare, trent'anni di lavoro di
premi Nobel da rifare e superare, e poi la metallurgia.
 
Poi non e' male l'idea di un ciclotrone piccolo "come un melone"... se non
sbaglio i calcoli, il flusso magnetico dovrebbe bastare per estrarre tutti
i chiodi dalla casa di fronte - facendo fare al povero David la fine di un
San Sebastiano, o chi preferisce, del cunigliolo suicida [1].
 
Racconto interessante... ma il Barone di Munchhausen aveva un altro stile.
 
Leonardo
 
[1] 
http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvmw4nS85y1qbmg6lo1_400.jpg
 
 
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What would'st thou do, my squire so gay, that rides beside my reine
Were ye Glenallan's Earl this tide, and I were Roland Cheyne?
To turn the rein were sin and shame, to fight were wondrous peril:
What would ye do now, Roland Cheyne, were ye Glenallan's Earl?

sputtanati contapalle mai comparsi su Youtube :-DDD
 
Scusa, non voglio polemizzare inutilmente, alla fine potrebbe pure scoprirsi 
che ha mentito in parte o del tutto, ma quello che contesto come metodo � la 
maniera in cui si linka un forum in cui uno sostiene di non aver trovato 
riferimenti su Google a una delle duemila cose che ha detto e allora stop, � 
un cazzaro. 
 

 un cazzaro.
 
e guardacaso, proprio quella cosa li' era una puttanata.
pensa cio' che vuoi ma e' un metodo economico e vincente, non credere 
ai cazzari.
 
Mk
 
-- 
"That which can be asserted without evidence, can be dismissed without
evidence."
-- Christopher Hitchens (1949 - 2011)
 
 

che ha mentito in parte o del tutto,
 
Senti, racconta una tale caterva di cazzate che solo un felice
magnatore di prosciuttoni andati a male come te la pu� prendere sul
serio :-D
 
Punto.
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e non riesci a renderti conto da solo che ï¿œ un cumulo di stronzate ? 
 
 
DrMorbius