In the original 1960s Star Trek series, before jews took over sci-fi completely and began depicting all aliens as non-human (and often as hostile and terrifying, which is true only of some of them) the Scalosians were the inhabitants of the planet Scalos. Prior to the 2260s AD, most of the inhabitants were made infertile due to a radiation sickness. Deela was their queen.

What makes the story piquant is the five survivors are desperate to avoid the extinction of their people by seeking to breed with other humans, like Captain Kirk. 😉

……Former US Navy pilot David Fravor with Joe Rogan on a submersible UFO

In a major Pentagon breakthrough, Fravor was given permission in 2017  to reveal some of what he saw, such as the famous tic-tac UFO.   Here he is briefly discussing a UFO underwater, keeping in mind that the earth’s surface, between oceans, lakes, rivers and swamps, is 71% water.

Google Earth of the waters off Malibu,California

And what exactly is THAT???

…..Rockwell: brilliant, tall, handsome, funny, masculine, two.fisted, charismatic, at his alma mater, the Ivy-League Brown University

This video, introduced by my former boss, Dr.William Pierce, starts with him discussing the greatness of Rockwell and his courage, passion for truth and reality. Pierce also reveals his respectful but longstanding disagreement with Rocky over his taking the “American Nazi Party” route, which 1) scared off a lot of basically good white Americans and also 2) attracted some marginal types. One of them, John Patler, shot Rockwell to death after Rockwell had expelled him! (I was in Rockwell’s party, the NSWPP, myself 1978-80, and I knew many fine men who had known and revered the man.)

Two things strike me about this speech: one, Rocky gradually won over his college audience, and two, how long did any of this last? While  it inspired me and other true believers, most of these young guys did not contact Rockwell or join his party.

Had Rocky said something wrong? Nope.

His audience consisted of earthlings, and of all the humans in our galaxy, they are among the most primitive.

As long as the jews are allowed to GRADUALLY ruin our country — the Weimar Republic experience in Germany taught them not to rush things, or they would get a Hitler — earthlings will do nothing.

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Judge for yourself: IMO, Commander Rockwell did an absolutely magnificent job! It is on his audience if afterward they were numbnuts.

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….Colin Andrew on the abducted Frenchman “Robert L.”

JdN: Look, let us be frank here, this gets into the whole “hot potato” of the blond and blue-eyed race, and this is radioactive for many….. the Nazi connection, advanced Aryans…. A German told me that in the early 1990s German TV (which was 100% government-owned) ran several documentaries on the various alien species, and thus a lot on the exonordics, and all of a sudden, ALL discussion of exonordics ENDED.

Colin Andrew is a fascinating and reputable UFO researcher in Britain, an electrical engineer and also a former volunteer fireman, and he himself is the inventor of the term “crop circles.” http://colinandrews.net/Biography.html

Most crop circles occur in England, but this one occured in July of 2014 in Bavaria…..

Year-long Stay on ET Base
Posted August 4, 2012

In 1969, a French farmer was asked to spend one year living and working at a subterranean base in the Himalayas.

A 40-year silence was imposed following his return, and in 2005, Robert L. came forward …

¢ Intimate contact with ETs
¢ Daily instruction in yoga, information on the Universe,
galactic communication and Earth’s dilemma
¢ Mission to provide genetic material for Earth-like planets
¢ Spacecraft excursion and encounter with French fighter jet

The farmhouse is found in the hamlet of Roumagnac, a part of the commune of Fouillade, located 17 km south of Villefranche-de-Rouergue on the county roads D.922 and D.160.Depicted with a graphic of huge globes of light, as happened to the amazement of the farm family.

Farmhouse in Aveyron region of southern France

Aveyron, France ” 1966

The visitors were tall, blond, and thin with long arms.

In case of nuclear conflict, their intervention was possible.

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The Guide told him he was able to live four to five hundred years before changing bodies, and that death didn’t exist. 

˜You must come [to the Moon, Mars, etc.] in peace, with sincerity, honesty, and humility. If not, we will stop you.’

RL: The yoga session that you just saw, this is a yoga that I learned with the hosts, the Biologist and the Ethnologist.

There was no music, no talking — just holding the posture, and having the feeling.

But it’s a very different approach because I went to yoga classes in Rodez and that seemed less life-like, less interesting. I didn’t get much from the method in Rodez at all.

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Concerning the actual testimony, I’d like to thank Mr. Metz and Mr. Venturini for the enormous amount of research they’ve done, especially concerning the pilots when I made an excursion in France in a spacecraft which was following a Mirage III.

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It’s true that, considering that forty years had passed, I wanted to find someone who could help me make this testimony known, as I was aware that it was something important. I think there are other people who have experienced things just as significant or more so, and who prefer not to make it known, unfortunately. So we’re going to step back together to something from forty years ago.

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The first time I learned that balls of light could exist, I didn’t believe in them at first. It was in June 1966. I was coming back from a local festival in my car; it was about one in the morning. The light in the front yard was on. That wasn’t normal, and I thought something must be up. Maybe an animal was ill, or someone was ill — something was wrong.

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My grandmother said to me, “My dear, there were balls of light moving around, and they rose from the field and came up to the house. We were afraid that they could start a fire.”

Balls of light in British Columbia, Canada

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Shaken, she went to bed fully clothed that night.

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Obviously, I took a look all around, but there was nothing.

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It was haying season. We’d gone to bed and I didn’t think about it anymore. Then, in the first week of January 1967, I was pitching hay, and I saw my father going outside to take a look. He said, “Come and look, there are those balls…”

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So I quietly went out of the barn, but I couldn’t see anything. My father said, “They just went out. One minute we see them; the next minute they’re gone. They go out just like a light switch.”

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And I went back to pitching hay to give to the animals the next morning. After two or three minutes, he said “Come and look, come and look, they’re back.”

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This time I rushed out and I saw this giant bullet-shaped vessel and the balls that were coming up from below. We saw the balls go up right into the vessel. It was about 10:30 or 11:00 at night. And so the game continued until the morning when there were balls rising and one ball on the road.

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I’d been running back and forth between the front yard and the back of the house. I kept watching the balls that were moving and the ball in the middle of the road. My father was starting to get old, and I was worried about his health. So I said to myself that this couldn’t just keep going on! I had to do something about it!

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But what? So I thought: “Well,k okay, yyou’re going to go right up to it on foot and catch it. But what if it’s full of electricity, you’ll be grilled like a sardine!” [Audience laughter]

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And suddenly I said to my dad: “I just had a great idea — I’m going to take the car, and I’m going to try to get closer.”

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Yes, I had the bright idea that when I approached it, I’d gun the engine and bump it. 😉

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So I took the car, checked if there was gas, and started it up.

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After about a hundred feet, I thought I must be seeing things: the ball was approaching. ”Was it me or the ball that was advancing?” In fact, the ball was leaving. We went like that for about one or two miles, and then I started back home in the car.

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At about 300 feet before the intersection that leads toward Villefranche de Rouergue [photo], this ball of whatever was literally following me, and then it went off to the right into the trees.

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*** JdN : Be careful what you wish for.

The famous and verified Travis Walton abduction started with wild-man Travis impetuously charging the UFO. 😉

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If you just SEE a UFO and then think a lot about it, they pick up on it and might just pick you up, especially the hostile ones such as Greys, which was the case with Walton.

But whether the aliens are friendly, neutral or nasty, the one thing they all agree on is that most earthlings are chaotic trailer-park trash.

NO ONE respects us. And some of them see us as food.

So watch out.

Out of 175 million white Americans, ONE man alone stood up openly to the jews.

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ONE man went all the way….

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And this turd shot him.

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Why did Rockwell have to go that day in his old jalopy and pick up his shirts at the laundry himself, where the snitty turd Patler was waiting in ambush?

Lack of donations and no assistant!

Every single white American who did nothing for Rockwell — while the 1960s negroes were rioting, the jews were changing our immigration laws, our movies got filthy, and prayer was BANNED  in our schools —  was co-guilty in this murder.

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Earthling apathy did this. This was a man who loved his race.

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Then I saw some sort of flying saucer with a double dome. There were silhouettes on the inside — people — that’s all I saw. And the heat was increasing.

All this happened at the same time, and then my motor started choking.

I was used to driving and I usually drove pretty fast. So what did I do? The motor refused to accelerate. So I stepped on the clutch in case the car was about to conk out. I have to say that at that time there weren’t a lot of people who had cars: there was the parson, the teacher, the mayor, the deputy mayor who lived in the village next door, but outside of them there weren’t any other cars. And in the middle of the week, no one passed through our rural area in the middle of the night.

I felt really hot; I felt like I was suffocating. My head was nodding and I couldn’t remember anything, and I lost consciousness.

And when I came back to, I was lying in a ditch. I thought, “Now what on earth are you doing here?”

And then the memories came back.

I went back to my car and it started on the first try.

I went back home, and I saw my parents. There was light everywhere.

“What are you doing here?” I said. “Do you know what time it is?” they said. “It’s four in the morning. We’ve been waiting for hours.”

So I said, “But why didn’t you go to the neighbors to try to find me? The neighbor has a motorcycle.”

“But my dear, there was one ball at the front entrance, and another at the back entrance, and they stayed for several hours, all the time in the same place. They only left when you came down the hill.”

That meant about a quarter mile or thirty seconds before I arrived. And now I understood why they couldn’t leave — their fear.

I told my family that now we were all going to go to bed, because it was four o’clock in the morning!

A few days later, I felt incredibly tired and had to go to sleep. I couldn’t even stand up straight. A wave of fatigue hit me and so I went up to my room. I couldn’t work either, for the next few days. And then after that it was more intermittent.

But then later “they” did come back again. I didn’t write anything down; but I should have written a lot of these things down. I never had the presence of mind to note down these encounters, and the dates when they came. I don’t know why. Maybe now I would do it.

There were tractors that worked at night with big headlights in the neighboring fields. And sometimes there was this one big light. It looked like a motorcycle headlight. When the tractors had left, I looked at this headlight, and I really stared at this “thing”. It projected light, and it got huge. At that moment I felt I had to go back into my room. And a few minutes later, rather quickly, a light passed right through the solid wall, and the room was completely lit up.

And [alien] people came in[to the room]. Some days, I could count up to nine of these people. After that it was intermittent.

I was more or less conscious when it happened, sometimes semi-conscious; I don’t know. One day, I noticed a clear bracelet around my arm that had filled up with blood. I didn’t feel anything — no pricking. And then after they left I slept really well. And, well, the next day I went back to work, of course.

Once when they came I was fully lucid and conscious, and they started to discuss something. The “Guide” presented himself. I was “small,” he said [meaning primitive], and he in contrast was “an ace”.

I asked, “Who are you? Are you God? Are you angels?”

(Because you know, I was raised in the Catholic tradition.)

He replied,

“No, we aren’t God; we aren’t angels either.

We are humans. We belong to the human race, like you.

There is a human race out there in the universe.”

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…..My goal is to deprimitivize us and make us worthy of getting their help! Or they will just write us off as hopeless.