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  “Back in the 1980s, Stan Meyer was working as an engineer at a plant that built microwave systems; the scientist had observed that at very low frequencies, water would go straight into hydrogen and oxygen. Based on this observation, his twin brother Steve helped him develop a circuitry where he could put an electrode in water and, at a certain voltage, create what is called Brown’s Gas, a magnetically-charged hydrogen and oxygen mix that essentially replaced gasoline with water. The Meyer boys retrofitted a dune buggy to run on water and word spread. Next thing they know, the CIA contacted Stan to discuss retrofitting a Lear jet using their invention.

  “Stan was nervous, he insisted on meeting in a public place—a local Cracker Barrel restaurant—for lunch. Stan took one drink of his beverage, grabbed his throat and rasped, ‘I’ve been poisoned!’ He ran out to the parking lot, collapsed and died. Bottom line: If it’s a threat to the fossil fuel industry, it gets shut down.”

  “And this is all being perpetrated by whom?”

  “A secret government within the government … an international cabal composed of some of the wealthiest most powerful people on the planet. The name has changed over the years, from MJ-12 to Majestic-12, to SECOR and PI-40. These days we refer to the entity as MAJI, which stands for the Majority Intelligence Committee.”

  “You said ‘we.’ You’re a part of this?”

  “So is your fiancée, only they haven’t brought her into the inner circle yet.”

  “Jessica is part of MAJI?”

  “She’ll deny it, of course. But that satellite project you have her working on is strictly Unacknowledged Black Ops. It’s so compartmentalized that she probably has no clue what its real purpose is, and no, I’m not going to discuss it—for her sake. Understand something, Shariak—there are thousands of people who have been exposed to bits and pieces of the technologies I’ve just described, along with other projects that would blow your mind. Most of these men and women are decent, hardworking people like Jessica who, given a choice, would love to see these new energy systems shared among the masses. In fact, I’d guess upwards of eighty percent of MAJI secretly wants these unacknowledged projects to see the light of day. Unfortunately, as you move up the food chain into the bank and oil cartels, the military industrialists and religious fanatics—that’s where you find the sociopathic element that runs the cabal. Trust me, these guys you don’t fuck with.”

  “Why did Clinton send me to you?”

  “Clinton’s just a figurehead. There are bigger fish in this sea with a lot sharper teeth. As for me … I’m just the first in a series of currents meant to keep you swimming in the right direction. My job was to brief you on zero-point technology so you recognize it if and when you come across it.”

  “Where do I go from here?”

  “I’m going to give you the name of a civilian who has more information about ETs, UFOs, and the cabal than any man alive. Years ago when Clinton was still smoking cigars in the Oval Office, a meeting was arranged between this civilian and a member of MAJI who was fed up with the cabal black-shelving zero-point technologies just to keep the oil oligarchs happy. So the MAJI guy decided he was going to give this civilian a zero-point-energy device along with $50 million in seed money to mass produce them.”

  “What happened?”

  “He went missing right before the meet. Nine days later they fished his body out of Potomac River.”

  “Geez. Who was he?”

  “William Colby.”

  “Wait … Bill Colby? The former CIA Director?”

  “As I said, these guys you don’t fuck with. Colby’s death was a warning to Clinton. Obama received his warning shortly after this same civilian prepared a briefing for his administration.”

  “What kind of warning?”

  “It happened on December 9, 2009. The president was in Norway with his family to receive the Nobel Prize. While he was there, MAJI launched a scalar missile over Oslo. Scalar waves are very different from electromagnetic waves; they can travel over immense distances at super-luminal, faster-than-light speed with no loss of energy. The scalar left an eerie blue spiral in the night sky. Look it up on YouTube; the effect was witnessed by thousands of people who had no idea what it was or how easily it could have taken out Air Force One. Obama knew; he was put on notice that he may be president, but the cabal still calls the shots. After that, he decided to leave the UFO-ET subject alone.”

  “No wonder Clinton was scared. But if presidents and former CIA Directors can’t bring this technology into the public domain, how am I supposed to do it?”

  “Hell if I know. My guess is that someone within the inner circle thinks they can sneak you below the radar long enough to put you in position to succeed. Regardless, you’re going to need the help of the civilian I told you about. He’s quite brilliant and super-skeptical; you’ll have to win him over to get him to trust you.”

  “How do I do that?”

  “By opening your mind to the possibilities that there is far more to existence than what you were taught in school … that the truth has been hidden and the knowledge stolen—concealed between conspiracy theory and conspiracy fact, and your ability to distinguish between the two just may save your life.”

  “I understand.”

  Dr. Manley shook his head. “You haven’t a clue. Once you enter the rabbit’s hole, you’ll be considered a threat to the status quo. Zero-point-energy will not just replace fossil fuels, Shariak, it is the game-changer that will eliminate hunger and poverty, pollution and climate change, disease and war … it will skyrocket the global economy and place every nation on an even playing field. Free, clean energy unlocks the door to humanity’s evolution as a species and we’ve possessed the key for 70 years, only the gatekeepers refused to allow us to use it in order to protect the oil oligarchs and the military industrial complex. It is the new physics that allows us to explore the galaxy and beyond.”

  “Wait … are you saying we have the means to travel faster than the speed of light?”

  “Yes. Only we didn’t invent it. We reverse-engineered it.”

  “Reverse-engineered it? From where?”

  “Not from where … from who—”

  “—extraterrestrials.”

  8

  Hyatt Regency Hotel

  Tyson's Corner, Virginia

  9:37 p.m.

  ADAM WAS SEATED at the small work desk in his hotel room, finishing the last piece of sushi from the to-go order that had been waiting for him at the cash register. His thoughts were focused on the recent events that had accompanied his appointment as Under Secretary.

  A clandestine meeting with a former president … notes written with invisible ink … a secret rendezvous in the back of a Japanese restaurant … and now they have me chasing extraterrestrials?

  Has the world gone insane?

  He belched, clearing enough room for a few palate-cleansing strips of ginger. There were only empty containers remaining on the coffee table. Somehow Dr. Manley had known exactly which rolls were his favorite.

  The thought lingered as he retrieved his laptop, intent on learning everything he could about the “informed civilian” Dr. Manley insisted he meet next. Logging on the internet, he was about to search for the ET expert’s name when he paused.

  If they can access my history of sushi takeout, they can certainly access my web search.

  Leaving his laptop, he pocketed his room card, grabbed a can of ginger ale from the small refrigerator’s overpriced offerings, and headed downstairs to the hotel’s business center.

  * * *

  The room was empty and dark, the motion sensors causing the overhead fluorescent lights to flicker on as he swiped his key and entered.

  There were three computer terminals separated by privacy cubicles. Situating himself at the station on the left, he logged on using his room number, making a mental note to bury his search history when he was finished.

  He typed in the name Dr. Manley had given him—finding no shortage of ref
erences.

  Dr. Steven Macon Greer was a medical doctor. He had left a successful career as an E.R. physician and the chairman at the Department of Emergency Medicine at Caldwell Memorial Hospital in Lenoir, North Carolina to launch the Center for the Study of Extraterrestrial Intelligence (CSETI). According to his bio, this bizarre journey had been seeded back in 1965 when nine-year-old Steven and a few of his friends had witnessed an oval-shaped, gleaming silver ETV—an Extraterrestrial Vehicle. Over the following weeks, the boy began experiencing lucid dreams and night encounters with beings that were clearly “not from our planet.”

  In 1990, Greer founded CSETI in order to create a diplomatic, research-based initiative to contact extraterrestrial civilizations. Three years later he founded Project Starlight which sought out government whistle-blowers willing to violate their security oaths by sharing insider knowledge about UFOs, extraterrestrial intelligence, and advanced energy and propulsion systems. Hundreds of men and women had come forward, including former astronauts, commercial pilots and intelligence and military personnel.

  In 1998 Greer gave up his career in medicine to work full-time on The Disclosure Project, preparing for what he hoped would be an event that would crack the dam of secrecy surrounding extraterrestrials and UFOs.

  Adam found the YouTube link and clicked on it.

  The DISCLOSURE PROJECT

  National Press Club, Washington, D.C.

  May 9, 2001

  He forwarded through an introduction from a Hollywood actor, hitting PLAY when a tall, muscular man with a receding hairline appeared. In his late forties and exuding a commanding presence, the headliner took center stage before dozens of news networks and reporters.

  “Good afternoon. We are here today to disclose the truth about a subject that has been ridiculed, questioned and denied for at least fifty years. The men and women who are on this stage and some 350 additional military and intelligence witnesses to the so-called UFO matter and extraterrestrial intelligence can prove, and will prove, that we are not alone.

  “In 1993, I met with a group of military advisors to this project out in the countryside in Virginia, and we decided that it was time for civilians, military, intelligence and other people to come together and disclose the truth about the subject which is called UFOs. Since that time, I have personally briefed a sitting director of Central Intelligence, James Woolsey, President Clinton’s first CIA director. I have personally briefed the head of the Defense Intelligence Agency; the head of intelligence of the Joint Chiefs of Staff; members of the Senate Intelligence Committee; many members of Congress; members of the European leadership; the Japanese Cabinet and others. What I have found is that none of them are surprised that this is true, but they are uniformly horrified that they have not had access to these projects.

  “Our witnesses, who now number over 400, have worked inside the CIA, NSA, NRO, Air Force, Navy, Marines, Army, all divisions of the intelligence and military communities, and include corporate witnesses as well as contractors to the government. Many of these individuals have been involved in black budget, covert unacknowledged special access projects—projects paid for unknowingly by the American taxpayer to the tune of $80 billion per year or more, many of which involve technologies that can change the world forever.

  “The reason we are coming forward now is that we are asking for the U.S. Congress and for President Bush to move toward an official inquiry and disclosure on this subject. This issue has the most profound implications for our future as a species, for national security, and for world peace. If declassified and used for peaceful energy generation and propulsion, these technologies, many of which were reversed-engineered from downed extraterrestrial vehicles, would solve the looming energy crisis definitively, would end global warming, and would correct the environmental challenges that the Earth is facing. It is also critical that we begin to debate, as a society, the dangers of placing weapons in space. If indeed, as we can prove, it is true that we are not alone, and that space is a territory we are sharing with other civilizations, it could be a very imprudent, destabilizing thing to place weapons in space. This is not being debated because it is off the national and international radar screen. It needs to be placed on it and we are here today to do so.

  “We can establish through eyewitness testimony that these objects of extraterrestrial origin have been tracked on radar going thousands of miles per hour, stopping and making right-hand turns. We know they use anti-gravity propulsion systems which scientists in the United States, Great Britain and elsewhere have reverse-engineered. These objects have landed on terra firma; some have been disabled and retrieved by teams within the United States. Extraterrestrial life forms have been retrieved and their vehicles have been taken and studied thoroughly for at least 50 years.

  “We can prove, through the testimony and documents we will be presenting, that this subject has been hidden from members of Congress and at least two administrations that we are aware of, and that the Constitution of the United States has been subverted by the growing power of the secret groups overseeing these classified projects and that this is a danger to our national security.

  “There is no evidence, I wish to emphasize, that these Interstellar life forms are hostile toward us, but there is a great deal of evidence that they are concerned with our hostility. There are times when they have neutralized or rendered inert the launch capabilities of intercontinental ballistic missiles. Witnesses here today will describe those events to you and establish that these intelligent beings have clearly shown that they do not want us to weaponize space. Despite these warnings, we are proceeding down this very dangerous path.

  “While this is a matter of the most pressing import, I know many in the media would prefer to joke about ‘little green men.’ In reality, the subject is laughed at because it is so serious. I expect people to be skeptical, but not irrationally so, because these men and women have come forward and they have their credentials. They can establish who they are and they have been first-hand witnesses to some of the most important events in the history of the human race. Some of the men with us today were charged with handling the nuclear weapons of the United States; as such, their word was trusted on everything of great importance to our national security. We must trust their word now. As Monsignor Balducci said in a recent interview at the Vatican, ‘It is irrational not to accept the testimony of these witnesses.’ So be skeptical, but not close-minded.”

  Adam advanced the video, stopping at a witness—a Caucasian man in his early seventies, his long hair thick and white.

  “Good morning. My name is Harland Bentley. Between 1957 and 1959 I was a PFC in the United States Army, stationed north of Washington, D.C., on a Nike-Ajax missile base, close to Olney, Maryland. In May of 1958 at about 6 a.m., I heard a noise outside that sounded like a pulsating transformer. I sat up in my bunk, looked out the window, and saw a craft heading for the ground. It crashed; pieces broke off and it immediately took off again.

  “The next night I was on radar duty. I get a call from the Gaithersburg missile base. He says, ‘Hey, I got twelve to fifteen UFOs outside, fifty to one hundred feet above me.’ So I asked him, ‘What does it sound like?’ He took his head mike off, held it out the van window, and said, ‘Here!’ It was the same sound I heard the previous morning, except there were a lot more of them. My radar was on stand-by, so I immediately turned it on and got the blip just outside of the ground clutter. I marked it on my radar screen; all of a sudden they took off as the sweep came around, hitting the blip. When it came around and hit it again, that blip was two-thirds of the way off my radar scope. In order to get that far, at a constant velocity, that’s 17,000 miles an hour. I will testify before Congress if necessary and explain exactly what happened. Thank you.”

  Adam fast-forwarded to a female eyewitness, her blonde hair and features somehow familiar. I’ve seen her before …

  “Good morning everyone. My name is Donna Hare and I worked at Philco-Ford Aerospace from 1967 to 1
981. During that time, I was a design illustrator draftsman. I did the launch slides and moon landing slides, and also projection plotting boards—lunar maps for NASA. We were a contractor, but most of the time I worked on site in Building 8. I had a secret clearance, which was not that high, but I was able to go into the restricted areas.

  “One day during down time, which was between missions, I entered a NASA photo lab across the hallway. I was talking to one of the techs in there, and he drew my attention to a photograph—a NASA photograph. It had a dot on it and I said, ‘Is that a dot on the emulsion?’ He smiled and said, ‘Round dots on the emulsion don’t leave round shadows on the ground.’ This was an aerial photograph of the Earth; it had pine trees on it, and the shadows of the craft or whatever it was were in the same angle as the trees.

  “By its very nature it was a UFO—and I wanted to clarify that to the gentleman who was talking to me. At that point I realized it was being kept secret because I asked him, ‘What are you going to do with this piece of information?’ And he said, ‘We always airbrush these out before we sell them to the public.’

  “After that, I decided I would ask questions of other people that worked there. And I found that I had to ask them away from the site, never on site. A guard told me that he was asked to burn some photographs and not to look at them. There was another guard guarding him, watching him burn the photographs. He said he was too tempted; he looked at one and it was a picture of a UFO. And he was very descriptive—I can go into that later with anyone. He told me that he was immediately hit in the head and knocked out. He had a big gash on his forehead and was terrified.