Trinidad, the 2nd of January 1976
Dear friends!
During my travel over the world, I have
come to Trinidad now. You find my place at the river of MARMORE in
the Lianos de mojos in BOLIVIA. I am here since three days, and
have realized very many interesting things already. I have filled
already some pages by typewriter, by my impressions and
experiences. But yesterday early in the morning, I had an
experience, which nearly let "jump my out of my boots".
At first I considered for a hallucinations or a tropical frenzy,
before I could convince myself to be fully well-up. Maybe you feel
the same, when you read these my lines. But you know well about me
and know, that I am no dreamer, and thus you simply have to
believe to me, but this will surely be difficult for you. All is
so much monstrous and crazy, that even today I search for mistakes
in my brains and still believe to dream. But nevertheless all has
happened exactly as I write this to you now, still standing under
the impression of my yesterday event, which simply was monstrous
for me, otherwise I can not express it. Do not consider me for
being crazy or ill, for I am neither the one nor the other. I am
as normal as you are, and as well not addicted to fantasies, as
you know. Yet now let me tell you my experience of yesterday:
"There was just 5 o'clock in the
morning, when I lolled out of my bed and prepared this day for
going to the farer environment of Trinidad. About l0 minutes after
getting up, I observed something in the morning sky, which I
simply could not believe. All right, I already have read about
Flying saucers, and heard about, but never considered about them
and as well not believed. I always thought such assertions for
chimeras. But now, very calm and without noise, such a flying
saucer flew over Trinidad, got more and more deeper, and finally
disappeared anywhere behind the backwoods. I believed me dreaming
and rubbed my eyes, as this could simply not be true, what I just
had seen.
The saucer appeared for me in my standing
position like two laid together, semi-round great discs, just as a
discus looks. At first I sat down for a while and deliberated;
perhaps I should better return to the civilization and let examine
myself thoroughly by a medic. But then I found the decision, that
I should better examine the occurrence more thoroughly, before I
would decide for such a step. So I took my compass then and
defined the direction, where I believed to have seen going down
the flying saucer. Then I packed my bundle and marched on, always
exact the direction, which I had defined by the compass. This was
quite exact east. In much troubles and sweat, I penetrated through
the environment and the rankly growing backwoods, on and always on.
It seemed for me, like I would never
reach my aim, and I already wanted to give up and to return.
Already I was far more than three hours on the way and still had
found nothing, and so I had but to have suffered from a
hallucination, because from my calculation, I must have met with
the saucer already since long time, if it really would have
existed. All right, I still troubled myself heavily breathing and
fully wet by sweat through the obstructive wood, as but already
inspirited by the thought for returning. In spite of that, I did
not start the return, for anything forced am irresistibly
forwards. It seemed to me, like I would get drawn forwards without
having a will and like by a magneto, against which I simply could
not defense.
Then, this might have got continued
about a further half hour, I finally believed to get crazy,
because I suddenly realized something very great, metallic
glittering through the bushes. First I stood stiff and
non-believing, yet then I conquered myself and fought through the
end of the way. And once more I believed to dream, because in a
great clearing was floating only about one meter above ground a
great discus of metal, surely nearly 14 or 15 meters large on
diameter. Horrible was, that no noise or else a tone was
listenable, and nevertheless this discus floated free above the
ground simply in the air. Like grown tied, I stood at only about
20 meters away and stared unbelieving and inunderstanding towards
the Flying saucer over there. I was able for no thought any more,
and also could no more walk. I am accommodated to a lot, from all
my travels, and rather hard-boiled, but yet this, I realized, let
just stiffen me. This could and had simply not to be true, because
this could simply not exist.
I don't know, for what time I have stood
there and had not moved. I only know, suddenly touching anything
at my arm, and that then I turned, inunderstanding, and like in a
dream around. What then I realized, is me stiffen still more, as
beside me were standing two men in diverdresses I still remember
me wondering about that and asked myself, why this two would run,
middle in the jungle, by diver's dresses. Firstly then got a
presentiment, and I realized many differences. The dresses were
evidently light and not so very heavy like the known to me,
diverdresses. As well the silvery colour did not accord to me, the
known dresses, and the two blond men kept no helmets, but had on
their dresses appearing to me, instruments of different size and
forms. Still stiffened, I could not speak a word, though the men,
which evidently belonged to the flying saucers, looked not
malicious and even laughed friendly.
Then suddenly one of them spoke anything,
but I could not understand any word. There as well the second one
tried, but by same result: I understood no word. Their language
seemed totally strange for me, but of melodical and synpathic
sound, that anyhow calmed me and seemed to loosen me from my
stiffness.
The both about same-sized men, their size
about to the mine, thus 1.74m, now took me at the arms and guided
me to their flying saucer, what I let happen without a will. About
five meters to the saucer, they had built up peculiar things,
among which had been also some strange stools or chairs, on which
we sat down, while I still could speak nothing. Smiling friendly
now, one of the men talked to me, but again I could not understand
anything. His speaking but had the effect, that the fallen onto me
stiffness escaped fully now from me, and I got very calm, and now
I suddenly could speak, too. By Spanish language I asked
astonished for this, for me, inunderstandable occurence, yet
evidently now I got not understood.
And I tried by English language, but by
same failing. As well by my German language of home, I succeeded
only same like. We simply could not talk together. Then once more
one of the men talked at me by his melodically, sympathic voice,
while he seized at his girdle end switched on a gear, hanging
there and surely being not greater, than a cigarette box. While
speaking then, suddenly his language changed, and same as sudden I
heard Spanish words, then French, and suddenly German. I don't
know why, but suddenly I was joyfully excited on it, what the men
must have noticed, because the German language remained on, and at
first now I noticed, the men talking by my home language at me. I
still know very detailed, what they said first:
"now we can talk together by our
language transformer. Be greeted and do not fear. We are here in
peace and will part in peace again.". This was the first
words I could understand, and I surely will never forget them by
exact their sounding of words. It has been so much impressive on
me that I memorized all very deeply; just believe it to me.
As now we could talk with another, I got
asked far, whether I could take in reminiscence all by brain very
well, when they, these both men, could explain different things
for me. I agreed this question and explained, that I would write
all at hand at once, if this were admitted, because I would be a
globetrotter, who would earn his livelihood by reports of
experiences. This would even be very rood, one gave for answer to
me, what we would be short-hand writing, one wanted to know. I yet
wandered far this question, yet I answered it correctly, what for
they thanked me. So I searched out my shorthand block and a pencil,
and started true to word writing down all, that got talked among
us. So I can give you a true to the words copy of our talking,
which surely will set you same as much to astonishment and
nonbelieving, as myself. Yet let me tell you all in series, as I
have written it down:
I am Kahun, the
one of the both men said.
I am named
Athar, was the announcement of the other one.
My name is Horst
Fenner, I explained to them.
You live here
in that wild land? Athar asked.
No, I am only
tourist here, as I am from Germany.
What is a
tourist? Athar asked me.
A visitor, was my
answer.
Then Athar and
I are tourists, meant Kahun. How shall I understand this, was my
question.
Kahun answered:
we are not from this world, which you name the Earth.
How shall I
understand this now? I asked astonished.
We are coming
from the stars, answered Kahun; we are no creatures from this
world.
You want to make a
joke with me, don't you? I asked, as I really believed,
what they told being a joke.
No, we come
from the stars of Proxima Centauri, as you name this group of
stars, was the answer of Kahun. This is the laying next to this
world-solar system, in distance of rounded 50 billion kilometers
according your termination.
This can't but be,
that's but utopical, I meant.
(It is easier,
when I just put the names of the each speakers before each
sentence. So I will write it this way:)
Kahun: we do
not joke
Horst: then you
must be starmen?
Kahun: so we
are.
Horst: I can not
believe.
Athar: we do
not speak untruth.
Horst: shall i
really believe this?
Kahun: it is
the truth.
Horst:
unbeliveable, what are you doing here?
'Kahun: we
often come to the earth. We observe the events here and consider
the development of the human beings. Unfortunately they are lying
very much behind by religious misleading and because of political
intrigues. The humans of the Earth could effect very much mischief
by their wrong developments and fights for power, what way even
more far in distance star systems could get afflicted. Because of
this, we come to earth and observe, for to prevent eventually
worst things.
Horst: This sounds
quite unbelievable.
Kahun: we speak
the truth.
Horst: If you
really tell the truth, what will you both be able to effect, if
really something would run wrong?
Kahun: Have no
hesitations, we are not alone. Besides our Centaurians are still
different other space-races on the earth, alone these are
originated in much farer-distanced systems, than we do.
Horst: this all
sounds like utopy for me. Yet what do you want to under-take
against the development on the earth? You can not yet change all
by power, this would but lead to a world war, and wherefrom are
the other starmen?
Kahun: I have but
explained for you, that we are telling truth. So it is not
utopical. As well we don't want to take means against the earth,
for this we have no justification, especially not by power, which
is interdirected for us. So you have not to expect and fear
a war from our side. We have many friends on the earth,
with who we have contact, and who by that work, from our advices
and orders in peaceful manner, do for the benefit of all
earthhuman beings. They spread the knowledge about our existence
and about our mission. You name these, your fellow-creaures,
contactors. They work in our order, and get attacked with enmity
because that. One accuses them of lie and of deceit, against what
they unfortunately can not defend themselves. Unfortunately it
does as well behave, that there mingle themselves among these good
contactors, elements, too, who only exercise lie and deceit and
joke, what way our mission gets menaced.
Especially
the most important one of all contactors is exposed to greatest
enmities, and even his life menaced. This is a man of very
important worth, and he got educated as the prophet of the
presence, whose missions are the most important at all, because he
has to bring anew as prophet the real lessons of the truth towards
the earth human beings. This is the lesson, which you call as the
Lesson of the SPIRIT. These lessons get transmuted to him from the
very highest spheres of spirit, in connection to space-races,
coming from the starsign of the Lyra, the Plejades stars and the
DAL-Universe.
Besides these, yet
are still staying on earth different of the cosmic races or come
here regularly. Unlimitedly but the highent and most important
missions get performed by these space, who belong to the Plejadian
stars, because they are the far descendants of the forefathers of
the earthhuman beings, from what reason this great mission belongs
to their field of justification. These cosmic races keep three
different stations on the Earth, under the command of a leader by
name QUETZAL, whose reputy is a woman creature in age of about 350
earthyears. Her name is Semjase, and she is the daughter of the
most mightful comander of the plejadian spacefleet. At the earthly
contactor to the plejadian race, it deals of an about 40-years-old
man in the land you name as Switzerland.
