Category: Interdimensional

DoorwayAs part and parcel of being in a Project such as this, certain kinds of experiences go somewhat hand in hand with it. These involve UFO,ET,and various metaphysical experiences. Since the energy centers were, what I would call, force developed, some rather interesting and sometimes problematic paranormal instances. And sometimes going through something like this can have unexpected side benefits….perhaps…

Here is one of those incidents that was also published in The Montauk Pulse a few years ago (not exactly in this form but the same exact story)….

The name on my blog is not a pseudonym, it is actually a combo of my birth name and my real name.

You see, there has been reported that some Montauk boys (including Duncan Cameron) had an experience that was called the “Full Out”. That is full outside the known physical universe.

Here is what happened: In 1988, I was on a trip in a town called Boothbay Harbor Maine. I had some alone time for an hour or so. I felt a sudden urge to meditate and tune in of sorts. This is something I would do regularly for several years up to this point. I would also feel a presence just before going into meditation.

A few short moments after starting my meditation, I felt that presence even stronger. I felt as if I was lifting through this presence and then I was outside of what would be considered the known physical universe into no thing. (This is what is known as th “full out”)

I was this no thing. I was all of what was described as omnipotent, omnipresent, and omniscient. I had no attributes except being all knowing and containing all creation which was only a small portion of what I was. It was contained in a bubble like area. It was as if all of creation was lovingly contained in a womblike structure. I knew that I could create anything (planets, stars, galaxies, etc.) that I had an impulse to create. I didn’t create anything since it wasn’t the right moment to do so yet.

Anything that I wanted to know I knew. I even remembered to ask one of my most burning questions. As I began to do so, the answer was answered before I even could fully ask it. All of the mysteries of the universe and then some were revealed to me. All of the knowledge of all was pouring into my mortal head as well. That part of me felt like it was being flooded with a veritable tsunami of all that could be known. I didn’t want it to end, but it did.

I found myself diminishing and retreating from this state and consciousness. I then was in the presence of that presence that I felt before. It was a sweet loving powerful feminine presence. I asked her who she was. She answered “Your higher self”. I then asked her what her name was. She said “Maia”. I was a bit disappointed since when I heard that, I thought she meant “Maya”, the word for illusion. But, she corrected me and told me “No, it’s spelled M A I A”.  I thanked her for the correction.

I then diminished further and back into my body. The only things that I remembered was what I just wrote. The knowledge that was downloaded into me and the answer to my question as well as the question were wiped from my conscious mind. I still find that quite frustrating. Then again, knowing what I know about my life and that there are those who would kill for this kind of information, it is probably for the best.

Snow White and the Huntsman copyright Universal Pictures

Black Fractal Example

Back in 2010, there was a symposium at Montauk, which I attended.  I was split between nursing my extreme cold, participating in the symposium, and monitoring the Camp Hero Crosspoint.  When I took a look at the crosspoint, it was a mess.  In it I saw what appeared to be black shards with barbs on them.  It was covered with them.  I would’ve cleared it before anyone walked blissfully unaware of the potential harm that awaited them.  These were bad since they are what would be termed “black fractals” which are negative energies/entities/programs spawned from our collective unconscious darkness (sometimes and most likely deliberately in this place) that latch on to someone and dig into them causing sickness (starts etherically)  and other havoc.  I mostly walked around the circle of that crosspoint when we arrived there on that Saturday morning.  The others just waltzed right in.  I did try to warn them (maybe not loudly or emphatically enough), but no one listened.  Of course, several got very ill with upper and lower respiratory illnesses.  One even was serious enough to have to check into the hospital.  Later, before leaving the area, I did go back to clear it all out.

I write about this because I just recently saw the movie “Snow White and the Huntsman”.  There were several scenes that showed those black fractal shards only larger.  They were a recurring visual in the picture.  I first learned about them from Stuart Wilde.  I even went to one of his seminars and got to see them for the first time live.  I have even seen them coming from a cell tower in Newark, NJ.  Collectively, they had the appearance of a black dust.  It was being distributed in that area.  I used to use that train station.  Ever since I saw that I have never gone there again.  But, good news, they can be cleared out.  The other bad news is that it is a never-ending battle of maintaining  that clearing.  Just like one had to wash oneself everyday, one needs to clear one self energetically as well.

Yes, the game is rigged in this world, but here may yet be hope, but it is not enough.  Action is always required to bring hope to realization.  For counteracting this kind of nastiness, shielding and clearing are in order.  There are many techniques for this, so at present, I will not go into details on them.  A quick search on Google (or any search engine of your choosing) will bring up that info.

Alleged stargate found under Bagdad

Alleged stargate found under Bagdad

This is going around Facebook.  It is a picture of an alleged stargate found underground in Iraq.  I know it kind of looks like the prop from the movie and TV show “Stargate”, but, who knows.  This could either be faked and taken from the movie/TV show or the reverse may also be true.  Iraq is known to have a stargate created by the Annunaki back in the day of the Sumerians.  Perhaps this is it or part of it.  If you look on the wall framed by the “stargate”, you will see my name in graffiti there.  It even looks similar to my chicken scratch.  All one needs, another paradox.  But, I guess it could be any Maia, right?  Perhaps.

Back in ’93/’94, I thought I had a dream one night.  At least it started out as a dream.  I have reason to believe that it came about as a result of my intense wondering what my part in the Montauk Project was.

In it, I saw a young man with brown hair in the Montauk underground.  He got sucked up into a portal and was lost in a place that was in between places.  He panicked, cried for help, and grabbed me trying to pull himself out.  Instead, I was pulled in with him.  Then, like the Cameron brothers, we merged.  I lost my identity in him.  I actually thought his thoughts and felt his feelings.  We were scared and getting angry since we believed that we were forgotten and left there.  We drifted between what appeared to be worlds encased in bubbles.  We couldn’t touch any of them or anything at all.  There were no living things except us.  We couldn’t tell how long we were there for.  Now, in the middle of this happening I woke up from my sleep.  Only, I was still in this “dream”.  It lasted for a while and then I was back as myself, except I couldn’t remember who I was.  I still thought I was him since I was merged with him so thoroughly.  I only could remember to call in to work sick that day.  And it did take that whole day to bring myself completely back.

A few months later, there was a presentation on The Montauk Project being given in Atlanta, Ga by Preston Nichols and Al Bialeck.  I’m not sure if Duncan Cameron was there or not.  Attending this event was a man that later turned out to be a Montauk Boy.  He even got himself deprogrammed completely and recovered just about all of his memories in regards to the project.  They got this story from him.  In the Montauk underground, a portal accidentally opened up and sucked him through it.  He got lost in the place between worlds that they called “infinite time” (if there is even such a thing or “place”).  He was stuck there for a while as they attempted to get him back out, which eventually they did.

I got to see a second video on the Montauk Project that Preston made.  This Montauk Boy was also in it.  He was the exact same guy that I remembered earlier.  He was also troubled as he now was burdened with his memories of that time and place as well as being bombarded with EMF where he lived.  Unfortunately I never had a chance to speak with him and find out his side of the event.  He had to be checked into the hospital for some reason which was supposedly minor.  He came out in a body bag.  We were told it was suicide through overdose of meds that he stole at the hospital.  Preston related that the scientists still associated with the project were in a panic since he was considered to be like the Cameron brothers which were/are an anchor for the current time loop.  Now, the zero time equivalent was covered in the original Montauk Project story with the original Cameron brothers (in present time being Duncan Cameron and the late Al Bialeck) being oriented to zero time.  This seems to be just the equal but opposite side to this, perhaps.  So it was thought by the ones who were running this project that if they died there would be a large paradox in the time line (loop) or, in other words, the game would be raided from the “controllers”.  They wanted to get his soul back into a body ASAP.  Well, that didn’t happen and his spirit got away.  At least that was good news.   Also the paradox that they were afraid of occurring never happened.  Either the theory was just that a theory or there is another in his place.  Hmmm.

This happened in 1990.  One night, when I was still living with my parents, I had an incident with my mother.  I was trying to share the bathroom sink with her.  She kept nudging me and pushing me to the side.  Lying in bed after that I was seething with anger.  I felt like I wanted to kill her.  I was lying there for only a few moments (hardly enough time to fall asleep) when I saw a portal open up in the ceiling above me.  Then, I felt myself get sucked up into it.  I was hurtling through a tunnel quite fast towards some unknown destination.  I then saw a window on the destination side.  Through it I saw what appeared to be a ruined world.  The sky looked like it was burning with smoke all over.  There was the rubble of a former city.  In it I saw a man running away from a group of zombie like (like Night of the Living Dead) people.  They caught him and tore him to pieces.  In the foreground I saw what seemed like my frightened looking mother with these small reptile like beings holding an arm on either side.  These beings were not more than 4  ft tall.  They had large pointy ears and a tail.  They were telling me to enter their world in exchange for them tearing her apart.  I thought that revenge wasn’t worth the price.  I knew that  if I entered that world I would either go insane or die.  I called upon my friends in high places. I called upon the angels, the archangels, the avatars, guides, etc.  At that moment, I felt them come to me.  My forward momentum halted.  Then, I felt myself reverse direction and speed the other way.  I fell  back out of the ceiling portal into my bed with a thunk.  I saw a large menacing demonic face come out of the portal.  It was like something out of the movie “Poltergeist”.  I held back feeling any fear since I knew that fear would empower it.  I held up my hands and visualized shooting white light our of them at the face.  It vanished and the portal closed.  I fell back in bed trembling.  I felt the fear that I was keeping down.  I stayed awake all night.  I was just too wary of closing my eyes for fear of another similar incident.  Shortly thereafter, I put myself in therapy.

Now here’s where it gets interesting.  There was once a woman named Ann Johnson.  She used to make these miraculously energized waters that she claimed was made under the direction of the Pleaidians.  She was actually studied in a lab and the results were off the charts.  She also did hypnotic regression for abductees.  She also had a newsletter back in the 90s.  There was an article in it about one of the abductees that she regressed in Texas.  It claimed that a young man recalled being abducted by reptilian type beings.  They placed an implant in his heart.  He also had a similar experience to the one I just wrote about above.  He also went through a  portal in the ceiling of his room and was traveling through a tunnel.  At the end of it was a world that was the same as the one that I just wrote about.  It was a word for word description.  Even the beings he described were identical.  There was even an illustration of them which was exactly the same.  The only discrepancy was  that my mother wasn’t there.  Somehow he managed to escape as well.

Also, back in the 90s I went to a UFO conference on Long Island.  Eve Lorgen was one of the speakers.  She told the audience about how  beings termed “little Godzillas” would come though a portal in people’s ceilings.  Very interesting.

So, an experience that I might’ve chalked up to some sort of mental derangement may not be so.  This might actually have happened to some extent.  It may not have necessarily been physical.  It could’ve been on the astral or etheric level.  The only problem with that is my state of consciousness at the time.  Shortly after it began, I was wide awake since it was a jolt to my system.  If it was a dream, hypnagogic, astral, or etheric, it is more than likely that I would’ve snapped out of it when I woke up.  Of course, temporary insanity was also considered since I did put myself into therapy.  This was also before I got re-acquainted with The Montauk Project.  And the jury is still out on this one.

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