Remote Viewing Martians

.                           MARS EXPLORATION Data: Type 4 1 October 1993 .

. Method of site acquisition: Sealed envelope coupled with geographic coordinates. The sealed envelope was given to the subject immediately prior to the interview. The envelope was not opened until after the interview. In the envelope was a 3 X 5 card with the following information: Location: Planet Mars Time period of interest: Present Target coordinates: 5664/1821 Selected geographic coordinates, provided by the parties requesting the information, were verbally given to the subject during the interview. .

TRANSCRIPT              1 October 1993 SUB: I am getting browns and greens. It is windy and cool. I hear a swishing or whirring as well. I smell trees. Hmmm. Something is happening here. MON: Okay SUB, go to Stage Three. (The subject has sketched a      rounded mountain. The top of the mountain is bald with       trees farther down). SUB: I am going through the matrix now. Mmm. There are people. White people. I get a sense of anticipation right now. I      can see the clothing on the people. There is that mountain again, and the wind. Wow! I am picking up strong fear, also excitement and relief. It seems like there are lots of emotions here, with different people having different feelings. I am getting some kind of airborne vehicles, and lots of frenetic activity. MON: I am going to give you a movement exercise. Get ready. From one thousand feet above the mountain, something should be     perceivable. SUB: There is activity here, very fast activity. It is hard to      figure out what is going on. MON: Okay. Go back to the people. What do you see? SUB: Again, there is activity, but this time it’s the people who are moving. These people are excited. Hmmm. They are caught up in activity, perhaps not of their own plan. I      have the mountain again. These people do have a plan they are working on, although I still cannot tell if it      is their own plan. There are vehicles. I have about ten people. MON: Let’s do another movement exercise. He instructs me to      move to the top of the mountain. SUB: There is looping movement, very fast. It is coming down onto the mountain. It is spiraling, sort of. Like a leaf falling in the wind, or birds circling while descending in a gusty crosswind. Wow! I better AOL this. I am picking up an ET ship. Polished, metallic, and warm. MON: Just put it down, and move on to Stage Six. SUB: I see lots of mountains now. Many are rounded. They surround the mountain that I am on at the moment. There is a flat area to one side of this mountain, a valley separating this and other mountains in one direction. I have some plateaus off to the east, and lots of mountains around me, especially to the north and south.

MON: Another movement exercise. Inside the object, something should be visible. SUB: Okay. This is mirror like in here. It is shiny and polished. There are lots of lights. It is warm. I smell something that is like sickly sweet. Some type of whirring sound is here as well. Hey, this thing really is moving! MON: Stage Six now. SUB: I have this thing going right into the mountain! Right through the rock! What is this?! MON: Keep in structure. Just get the data. Write it all down. Go to your Stage Six matrix. SUB: Okay, I have beings in this ship. The beings are not all of the same type. There are walls here. Devices. I am      getting something from the minds of the beings. This is      a supply run. No big deal. They are on a routine mission. The beings are humanlike. . . technicians. Everyone seems to have a uniform. I am now inside some kind of      cavern or hole inside the mountain. The ship has landed in the center of the place. This seems to be a hangar or something. They do not know that I am here. There seems to be some important liquid that they are carrying. It is really disgusting in appearance, like slime. It has some biological purpose. It is an important liquid to them. It seems to have the consistency of motor oil. . . I am      moving around in here now. There are lots of beings working. I can sense that the males do important work dealing with running these operations. The females do not work in the technical areas. They seem to do other work. It is like t     hey are cared for, and that they do less important work. . .     Still moving. There are children here. The children are not well. These kids are sick, real sick. The females are almost in a state of panic—they are barely containing themselves. They are sitting quietly, but wow are they upset. Very frightened. I am picking up the males again. You know, this culture seems sexist. MON: Let’s take a break. Write down the time.

Okay let’s resume. Let’s get back deep. SUB: I am back with the women in the nursery. There are containers for the babies. The kids are not talking. They are either somber, or sacked out, or unhappy. Something does not feel right here. I see some male and female adolescents. The adolescents seem to be okay. But there are not many of them. Lots more babies, and they are sick, or      at least most of them. The young people are ignorant of the problem. But the moms seem to know what is going on. . .      The physical environment is the thing that is not healthy. It is the total ambience that’s the problem, not only the technical malfunction of the body. It seems like they need to break out of a culture or social bond, like they are in      jail. The situation needs some new element or ingredient. I am getting the sense that something human would help here. MON: Focus in, on the solution to the problem. SUB: There is a genetic problem. It seems like genetic changes made to their own bodies are still being done. I am getting it clearly now. These beings give me the feeling of Martians, live ones. They can’t fix the genetics. This is a tremendous problem for them. There is widespread desperation. . . Their equipment and resources are not advanced enough to solve the genetics problem without outside help. As far as the women are concerned, there seems no way out. They just sit here hoping for the men to get it together. The men have a very narrow focus on their activities. They are angry and stubborn. Survival is the key here. Survival. Gosh, these beings are desperate! MON: SUB, find out more about the liquid. SUB: The stuff comes from Mars. Maybe I should put that down as an      AOL. . . Who knows who these people really are. I just have the sense of Mars with these people. MON: Keep to structure. Just put it down. Don’t analyze. SUB: Well, the liquid is ugly. It tastes bad and is gross. But these folks value that liquid like it’s their lifeblood. It is in      large canisters. There are environmental units that preserve and protect it. The stuff is greenish black. MON: Go to where the liquid is produced. SUB: Wow! Where am I now? I just got catapulted somewhere. It      felt like a whipping action, like I snapped to some other place. This place is red, sandy. There is a structure. I can go inside the building. There seems to be some sort of sealed door. Should I go through the door? MON: First tell me more about the environment around the building, and then go into the building. SUB: It’s a desert. There is nothing growing out here. Barren. Cold, too. The building is like an adobe house. Inside there is metallic and plastic surfaces. It is shiny. It is a production facility.

MON: Let me give you a movement exercise... Five kilometers east of      the production building, something should be visible. SUB: Hey, we have one of those ships again. It is doing that crazy movement, curving and looping, as it descends. It went right into the building from the top. It went right through the roof! MON: Go back to the building and follow the vehicle. Where does it go? SUB: I’m in the building now. Hmmm. The ship went down. There are many underground chambers below this building. The beings in the ship do not like to walk outside of the structure. There sure are a lot of reds and tans outside of this building. And I keep getting the sense of Mars. MON: Go into the underground chambers. SUB: The place is modern, but not super modern. I see men here, no women. There are workers here. This is not a happy work environment. These people are here out of duty. I am going further down. . . They live down here. Virtually a city. There are many caverns and tunnels. Machines are all over the place. It is more comfortable here than in the work caverns above, and these people could live here a long time. I detect a fear of leaving this place. MON: Why are they leaving? SUB: There is no future for them here. This is a dead place. MON: Describe what the people look like. SUB: Well, I see males now. They have humanoid faces, but no hair. They do not look exactly like normal humans. It is like they are a different race. They seem to have mental machines as      well, like devices that interact with their consciousness in       some way. Their minds control the devices. The beings themselves are light skinned. They also seem rather weak relative to humans. MON: Okay. Let’s end the session. This is enough for now. END OF INTERVIEW