Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Orwell Project/The Creative Activists

Corporate Social-Engineering Orwell Project/The Creative Activists
B08436 / Tue, 30 Aug 2005 08:15:53 / Intelligence
The Ministry of Reshelving is a collaborative political prank/game in which participants move copies of George Orwell’s 1984 to non-fiction sections, such as U.S. History or True Crime.

Here’s how this project works…

1. Select a local bookstore to carry out your reshelving activities. 2. Download and print “This book has been relocated by the Ministry of Reshelving” bookmarks and “All copies of 1984 have been relocated” notecards to take with you to the bookstore. Or make your own. We recommend bringing a notecard and 5-10 bookmarks to each store. 3. Go to the bookstore and locate its copies of George Orwell’s 1984. Unless the Ministry of Reshelving has already visited this bookstore, it is probably currently incorrectly classified as “Fiction” or “Literature.” 4. Discreetly move all copies of 1984 to a more suitable section, such as “Current Events”, “Politics”, “History”, “True Crime”, or “New Non-Fiction.” 5. Insert a Ministry of Reshelving bookmark into each copy of any book you have moved. Leave a notecard in the empty space the books once occupied. 6. If you spot other incorrectly classified books, feel free to relocate them. 7. Please report all reshelving efforts to the Ministry. Email your store name, location, # of 1984 copies reshelved, and any other reshelving activities conducted, to reshelving @ avantgame.com. Photos of your mission can be uploaded to Flickr, tagged as “reshelving”, and submitted to the Ministry of Reshelving group.

http://www.creativeactivist.com/2005/08/24/moving-copies-of-1984-to-non-fiction-sections/

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

The Reputation of the Organization

From: "Crispin Black" Add to Address Book
Subject: Re: Clairification
Date: Wed, 24 Aug 2005 00:53:24 +1000
To: "Chris Titan"


Dear Mr. Titan -

I have been fully apprised of your history with Neurocam International.

The tone of your emails is somewhat overconfident, given that you are
no longer an Operative of the organization. You will recall you were
dismissed in May for reasons which I believe were made fairly clear at
the time.

We feel that your contribution has been interesting in some respects,
but that overall it has been a negative and vexatious one. You have
grossly violated protocol, created public confusion & hostility amongst
operatives, and generally undermined the good name of Neurocam
International with your confusing, sometimes obnoxious, and frequently
embarrassing behavior.
(my bold face)

We are keen to encourage independent creative endeavor in relation to
Neurocam, but not in a way which damages the reputation of the
organization.

We are unable to stop you from submitting a new application (when these
reopen) and if you are able to conceal your identity from us, you will
be able to persue a new career with us that way. If we find out who you
are, we will dismiss you instantly and without negotiation - unless
your conduct under your new identity has been absolutely exemplary and
demonstrates a genuinely new approach and attitude.

To clarify this and correct a misunderstanding under which you appear
to be laboring - it is not the policy of Neurocam International to
willfully confuse or deceive operatives or anyone else, unless there
are very sound operational reasons for doing this. To the extent that
Neurocam engages in 'myth-creation' it does so in ways calculated to
serve its ends. The organization is a real entity, conducting real
operations, and not simply a fictional construct to be toyed with and
incorporated into whatever bizarre fantasies it may amuse you to
propagate.

No further correspondence with you will be entered into at this time.

Regards,

Crispin Black
Transitional Co-ordinator
Neurocam International
crispin.black@neurocam.com

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

It's Scarlett from Perplex City. I found something important.

From: "Scarlett Kiteway" Add to Address Book
Subject: It's Scarlett from Perplex City. I found something important.
Date: Mon, 15 Aug 2005 17:22:31 +0100
To: scarlett@thescarlettkite.com


Hi. My name's Scarlett Kiteway, I'm 20 years old and I live in Perplex City, which is... well, it's not on Earth. If you're wondering how I got your address - the truth is that I took it from my dad, Sente. He doesn't know, but I just needed someone to talk to - there have been some pretty weird things going on over here. I need to talk about what's going on, but I can't really tell anyone in the City about it.


We Perplexians have been following the goings-on on Earth for a while, but we haven't contacted you until now. Why now? Well, last year the Cube - a very precious object - was stolen from us and concealed somewhere on Earth. We need to find it and get it back.


Or, wait, no, this isn't the right place to start. I should start a long time ago, when the Cube was originally found, when the scientists at the Academy tried to investigate it. They couldn't find out much about it. Some of them died in the process. Or, no, maybe I should have started by saying that my father, Sente, is now the Master of the Academy, that he's been asking people on Earth to find the Cube.


As you can see, this is a story that has a lot of starting places. Perhaps the best thing is to tell you where it starts for me. It's very simple really. I'm a student and I got a summer job. I started last week, and now I find I'm on a journey. I can't quite explain what I'm doing, even to myself, but I can't stop now. And because I can't tell my friends or my family, I'm telling you. I'll send out an email every week. There's a lot going on in Perplex City; who knows, maybe by sifting all the clues that are out there, you'd find out who stole the Cube. But as for me, I'm following my own lead. My story starts here and you can follow it with me.


****


The Sentinel's a weird place to work. It's Perplex City's leading newspaper, so everyone's serious and focused, but at the same time there's an "atmosphere of trust", so it's OK to take long lunches and wander off for hours at a time. Which, I have to say, I do tend to do sometimes, being an intern. It's been kind of a dull week, all things considered, only punctuated by long lunches with friends and colleagues. Except for last night, which wasn't dull at all. But I'm getting ahead of myself.


Monday was pretty standard. Iona Rodie, my friend here at the Sentinel, took me round to introduce me to the staff as the new intern. We passed by Pietro Salk's desk - he was a Sentinel reporter who died a few weeks ago. It was really sad; he was young and his death was completely unexpected, just a sudden stroke, they said. His desk has a picture of him on it now, and some flowers. It's a strange empty place in the middle of a busy office. People go quiet every time they walk past his desk.


Wednesday, my sister Violet and her friend Kurt came to see me. Kurt's one of the few other people in Perplex City to have a website that can be viewed from Earth. We love to talk about the letters we get from people on Earth and compare thoughts but on Wednesday Kurt seemed sort of rattled, which was odd. Apparently last week one of his Earth correspondents had asked him to find out what a "Reynolds ionizer" was. He drew a blank, but his key (the all-purpose sort of computer we use here) detected that a military trace was being used to find out who he was. He thought he'd blocked it, but he's been finding a couple of odd things on his key since then, which makes him think that maybe something got through and he's being tracked.


I have to say, I didn't think much about it after that. Kurt's really cool, and excellent with technology - I was sure that his key couldn't have got infected with anything too damaging. Thursday, no one came to see me :-( So I spent my lunch hour checking through some of the email *I'd* received from people on Earth. Strangely, quite a few people wanted me to go and have a look at Pietro Salk's desk, to see what I could find out about him. I guess whenever someone dies unexpectedly, you always want to know what they were like, to understand what happened. Anyway, I didn't mind, but I thought I should probably wait until everyone else had left the office.


That was the hardest part, really, staying in the building long enough to do it. I often stay until 8pm or 9pm - everyone does, it's just part of the job. When the first people left, I said I was "finishing something up". Then when a few stragglers were leaving, they kept asking what I was working on that was so urgent. I said it was schoolwork, and they rolled their eyes. At 11pm, the Sentinel's editor Michiko Clark herself wandered through the office; I think she was quietly impressed to see me still working, but she didn't say anything and I felt too guilty to say hello!


But by 11.30pm the floor was silent apart from the hum of the air conditioner. I walked over to Pietro's desk. The office was eerie - the only movement was my reflection in the dark windows. I kept thinking that a security guard was going to find me, or that someone in a neighbouring office block would look over and see what I was doing. But the floor was quiet. I stood in front of the desk - there was nothing on it apart from a floral display and a big picture of Pietro, smiling. I turned the picture face down on the desk.


I sat down in his chair. That felt weird too. No one sits at this desk now. I pulled open his file drawer. It was mostly empty. A few old case files lingered at the back, for stories of his that are over and done with: Zindian Trials, Tompeka and Lode, Five of Cups. I remember that story - it's recent. A guy got murdered in his bar and they found technological equipment stashed there. I pulled the file out and opened it, but there was nothing in it. I don't mean that there was nothing interesting in it - I mean that it was empty. I didn't quite understand that. If someone had taken over Pietro's files, why hadn't they taken the file folder out as well?


I put the file folder back down on Pietro's desk and stared at my reflection in the window. Nothing seemed to make sense, and I'd wasted a perfectly good evening searching through a dead man's desk. I felt ashamed of myself. I went to put the file back in the file drawer, to leave everything as I found it. Which was when I noticed something. A tiny note written in pencil but definitely in Pietro Salk's handwriting. On the back of the file folder, just by the metal hanging rod. It said this:


Reynolds ionizers. Viendenbourg.


******************

Monday, August 15, 2005

Dragons in the Tibet Sky


dragon
Originally uploaded by ChrisTitan.



Epoch Times

Read Me In Chinese

Dragons in the Tibet Sky
The Epoch Times Aug 07, 2005

Above the Himalayas. (www.dajiyuan.com)A photo of two peculiar dragon-shaped objects taken from a plane flying over Tibet’s Himalayas piqued many users’ interest when displayed on a Chinese website. The photographer is an amateur.

On June 22, 2004, the photographer went to Tibet’s Amdo region to attend the Qinghai-to-Xizang Railroad laying ceremony, and then took a plane from Lhasa to fly back inland. When flying over the Himalayas, he accidentally caught these two "dragons" in a picture that he took. He called these two objects "the Tibet dragons."

Looking at the photo, these two objects appear to have the characteristics of crawling creatures: The bodies seem to be covered by scales, the backs have spine-like protuberances, and also they have gradually thinning rear ends. Although the photo caught only a portion of the entire scene, it was sufficient to create the appearance of two gigantic dragons flying in the clouds.

This photo, shown on some websites such as post.baidu.com and other forums, aroused the website visitors’ curiosity. One person commented, “No wonder that China is the homeland of the dragon! Nature is truly mysterious and powerful, it can always produce spectacular sights beyond people's expectations.”

“Is it really true? Is it possible there is an ancient civilization that we don’t know about preserved in places that are sparsely populated?”

“It really looks like the dragons in fables, and I really hope it is.”

Certainly, most website visitors hoped that someone could confirm the authenticity of the dragons in the photo.


Photo of dragons taken from an airplane above the Himalayas. (www.dajiyuan.com)In Chinese fairy tales, the dragon is a kind of rare heavenly creature. Fables say that it can conceal or reveal itself. It ascends to heaven in the spring breeze and dives and hides in deep water in the autumn wind. It can promote clouds and bring about rain. It also became the symbol of imperial authority later on; all emperors of previous dynasties self-designated as dragons, utensils were also decorated with dragons.

Culturally, the dragon is the Chinese ancestors' totem. Nearly all races in China had fables and stories with dragons as the main subject, such as dragon boat races, the dragon lantern dance to celebrate holidays, sacrificial offerings to the dragons to implore timely wind and rain for good crops.

Whether this kind of creature really exists is still an unsolved riddle. In the previous dynasties in China, there had been many documents recording eyewitness accounts of magical dragons. The most amazing events are the various "falling dragons," dragons that suddenly fell to the ground under peculiar circumstances, and were witnessed by many. A relatively recent tale occurred in the puppet Manchuria regime in August, 1944. A black dragon fell to the ground at the Chen Family’s Weizi Village, about 9.4 miles northwest of Zhaoyuan County, on the south shore of the Mudan River (the old name of a section of Songhua River) in Heilongjiang province. The black dragon was on the verge of death. The eyewitness said that this creature had a horn on its head, scales covering its body, and had a strong fishy smell that attracted numerous flies.

The records from previous dynasties also mentioned the connection between the emergence of these kinds of mysterious creatures, “dragons,” and the transition of dynasties on earth. The appearance of Tibet’s magical dragon invites our curiosity and imagination.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

My New Agency


00kitten
Originally uploaded by ChrisTitan.


Black Triangle Blog
Are cats Martian secret agents?
I have no idea where this comes from, but it was sent to me sometime ago by a friend:


Suppose I claim that cats are Martian secret agents. You might think my theory easily disproved.



Secret Agent Cat
Special Agent 511: Sideshow Bob

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Vital Stats

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Agent #: 511
Real Name: Classified
Code Name: Sideshow Bob
Aliases: Slideshow, Bobbie, Psycho Cat, Stupid Cat
Color: White with occasional black splotches
Age: Unknown
Weapon Skills: Skilled use of fangs and claws, Catupult launching system
Diplomatic Skills: Studied under the Atilla the Hun school of diplomacy
Languages: Modified cat (no "meow"), Mouse ("squeak"), & Martian ("?")
Identifying Marks: Red ears, extremely paranoid behavior, no manners

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Case Files of Agent 511 : Sideshow Bob, aka. Slideshow
Case File #0001 : March 22, 1995



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Special Agent 511 has been on administrative probation lately for hissing and clawing at her supervising agent (myself). She has been left to her own devices which means most likely that she is filing down her fangs and claws and praticising her martial arts techniques. Her reaction reflexes are above normal as she will bolt away from anyone approaching her: friend or foe. She trusts no one. She is the world's finest special agent.


The lodging-house was to be given up. It seems it would not answer to carry it on. It would have been too much trouble for Mr Verloc. It would not have been convenient for his other business. What his business was he did not say; but after his engagement to Winnie he took the trouble to get up before noon, and descending the basement stairs, make himself pleasant to Winnie's mother in the breakfast- room downstairs where she had her motionless being. He stroked the cat, poked the fire, had his lunch served to him there. He left its slightly stuffy cosiness with evident reluctance, but, all the same, remained out till the night was far advanced. He never offered to take Winnie to theatres, as such a nice gentleman ought to have done. His evenings were occupied. His work was in a way political, he told Winnie once. She would have, he warned her, to be very nice to his political friends.

And with her straight, unfathomable glance she answered that she would be so, of course

http://www.b3ta.com/challenge/
secretgovernmentdepartments/page17.htm


http://beyond-the-illusion.com/files/New-Files/20000430/brain_zapping-2.html


Black Magic
Dr. Little details in his book Grand Illusions and in articles for the Alternate Perceptions Journal, that it is painfully obvious many UFO conferences feature men and women who are very disturbed in their relationship to mundane reality but have been put “up front” for reasons which do not seem accidental.

It only makes sense that if dark forces (and possibly higher intelligences) are interfering with humanity, they would aim to control any research and researcher who might stumble upon the truth. Intelligence agencies plant spies into organisations. Even more effective, they set up front groups to control the flow of information. We might be witnessing a form of extraterrestrial espionage where some researchers who get too close to the truth are eliminated. Others who cannot consciously resist these mind colonisers are either turned into unwitting or cognizant agents.
In 1968 Siegel published a professional paper titled “A Device for Chronically Controlled Visual Input” which is a description of a device he developed to project images directly into the brain of experimental animals via the optic nerve. He suggests further experimentation be “conducted on neonates (kittens) which have their total visual stimulation controlled from the time they open their eyes.”9

Thirty years later a team of US scientists wired a computer to a cat’s brain and created videos of what the cat was seeing. One of the scientists working on the project, Garret Stanley of Harvard University, predicts machines with brain interfaces. We can only imagine how far such technology has advanced in the secret research laboratories of the US government and the military/industrial complex.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Learning to Dance


wimp
Originally uploaded by ChrisTitan.
Rubber Johnny

Tript has great taste in wierd video clips...

this one is just about the coolest thing I have seen in ages...

Creepy yet Funky!

Unreal City/ Thomas Stearn

Unreal City, 60
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
And each man fixed his eyes before his feet. 65
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying 'Stetson!
'You who were with me in the ships at Mylae! 70
'That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
'Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
'Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
'Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men,
'Or with his nails he'll dig it up again! 75
'You! hypocrite lecteur!—mon semblable,—mon frère!'

Friday, August 05, 2005

The Compression Islands


fuller_synergy
Originally uploaded by ChrisTitan.
In Operating Manual for Spaceship Earth (1969) he refined his Great Pirates narrative to account for what he considered a chief element of the human predicament -- overspecialization. At one time, the story goes, the grand strategist pirates had instituted strict compartmentalization as a way of keeping their own grip on power, keeping those under them partly in the dark and informed only on a "need to know" basis. The big picture was only for an elite inner circle. But as legions of specialists pioneered technologies operating in hitherto unsuspected regions of the frequency spectrum, the strategic frontier moved outside the scope directly accessible to the naked human senses. The once-comprehensivist bosses lost experiential contact with the new realities and with their passing came a loss of any anchoring comprehensivist viewpoint in a curriculum now continuing on "auto pilot" to further subdivide and overspecialize.

Synergetics and Synergetics 2 (1975, 1979) subtitled 'explorations in the geometry of thinking' encapsulated Fuller's attempt to restore the possibility of a comprehensivist viewpoint within a dangerously overspecializing curriculum -- the kind of thing any would-be great pirates of the future would need to read. Synergetics, short for synergetic-energetic geometry, systematizes its concepts around a core polarity variously labeled as:

synergy vs. energy
growth vs. decay
tension vs. compression
syntropy vs. entropy
gravity vs. radiation.
These paired tendencies 'always and only co-occur' and do not come across as moral catagories in any primary sense, nor should Synergetics be regarded as a theological work, despite its transcendentalist proclivities. The ethical direction in synergetics is towards "omnieconomical design" with nature's "technologies" setting the standard. Our humanly contrived inventions work to approach nature's ideals and as we become more adept at using basic principles to best advantage, our designs accomplish more with less physical time/energy expenditures -- a long term trend Fuller labeled "ephemeralization" (historian Arnold Toynbee used "etherealization" to mean the same thing).

bucky


The implosive or structuring tendency (e.g. syntropy) has an edge in the grand scheme of things, however, as it operates "circumferentially" in an embracing, constrictive capacity, whereas the explosive or destructuring tendency (e.g. radiation) broadcasts outwardly in all directions from some center. The same amount of force organized circumferentially is more effective, because the network collaborates with itself, with all members drawing towards the same focus. Radial energies seek individual freedoms without regard for a whole and in physical terms reach a top speed en vacuo of 186,000 miles per second, the normal state for unfettered energy of zero rest mass.

'Tensegrity' or 'tensional integrity' provides a unifying context for this central polarity. In tensegrity structures, all the compression elements become islanded entities, not touching one another, yet contributing to the overall shape. Tension wires, which tend towards increasing invisibility with slenderness, run between the compression elements, playing the role of an implosive, syntropic, gravitational force.

In the language of synergetics, the compression islands are the linear semi-metaphorical verities, local and partial attempts to capture truth, with a sense of the whole emerging thanks to the invisible cohering power of the mind, which is attuned to the exceptionless principles running through all the brain-sorted special case events (1005.50-56).

It was over this concept of 'tensegrity' that early divisions over the issue of Fuller's character and integrity came to the foreground. Ken Snelson, a star pupil at Black Mountain College (1948), at first enchanted by Bucky's spell, became highly disillusioned when it appeared that Fuller planned to abscond with the "tensegrity" idea without properly crediting his student.

http://www.grunch.net/synergetics/bio.html

Dimensional Perception and Rates of Vibration


yada
Originally uploaded by ChrisTitan.
You will learn that space is also what is called dimensional, so that you can set your machines into a given kind of vibration and find yourself, let us say, on Mars, or in the constellation of Arcturus. You are also moving against what is called geometrical arrangements of space. Do I make myself clear? It is very difficult because dimension also implies time, but geometrical patterns implies arrangements of lines of force. Some of these can be bypassed where you can get into one pattern of arrangement without going through opposing patterns. In a flash you will be where you want to go. A flash may be as fast as light, or faster. Now, if you can only move as fast as light you know, you would have reached a limitation of where you can go in space. Is it not so?

A PHOENIX PROJECT REPORT


OBO
Originally uploaded by ChrisTitan.

THE DULCE REPORT
NUMBER 920527

MAY 27, 1992

A Field Investigation and Evaluation

A PHOENIX PROJECT REPORT
The "Phoenix Project Reports" Are Published By
ADVENT PUBLISHING COMPANY
P.O. Box 3748
Carson City, NV 89702

(Opening Note: ParaNet has done an investigation into the PHOENIX organization
which put out this report. Contrary to the claims of the authors of this
document, ParaNet HAS FOUND obvious links between the PHOENIX PROJECT and the
PHOENIX REPORT, an outlet for the ASHTAR Collective. One of the 'leaders' and
'spokesmen' for this collective is a being that goes by the name of HATONN.

hatton

Hatonn, according to some sources, is a 9 ft. 'Pleiadean' with severe fascist
leanings who claims to be a reptilian 'defector' from the Unholy Six
Orion-Draconian Empire. Other sources claim that the Ashtar Collective -- or at
least a large segment of the collective which was infiltrated and assimilated by
Draco-Orion agents posing as "ascended masters" -- is now in direct
collaboration with the reptilian Grays and the 'Unholy Six'. In such an event,
it would NOT be surprising for the Draco-Orion controlled segment of the Ashtar
network to seek to discredit a base under Dulce, New Mexico IF IN FACT the base
is being controlled and operated jointly by Draconian AND Ashtarian forces...
for instance the joint Draconian-Ashtarian forces which, some believe, are
operating in conjuction with the anomalous "Hale-Bopp" comet. Since the original
document-chain in which the 'Dulce Report' appears contains over 140 KB's and is
an obvious smear effort -- for instance throughout the document you will read
passage after passage containing phrases like "...there is no evidence" for
phenomena which HAVE been confirmed by several other researchers -- I have
decided not to waste valuable space, and have eliminated the rambling and
innocuous sweeping opinionated attempts on the part of the authors to wipe the
entire Dulce issue under the carpet. I have instead gleaned the information
which may be useful to those who accept the obvious fact that 'something' is
actually going on near Dulce, New Mexico. Whether it involves top secret
government activity OR alien activity OR both is debatable. The fact is,
something strange IS happening in and around Dulce, New Mexico. - Branton)

The document begins as follows:

...The Town of Dulce, is located in northern New Mexico near the southern border
of Colorado. Dulce is located eighty-three miles northeast of Farmington, New
Mexico on U.S. Route 64. See Map Exhibit 1.

It has a population of 1,648 and is nestled in a valley. Just to the north and
overlooking the town is the large Archuleta Mesa. The town is at an altitude of
6,825 feet above sea level. The main income producing activity in the area is
cattle ranching. The business and service activities are typical of those needed
in a community of this size. There are no military or industrial activities,
large or small, in the area. See Photo Exhibits 4 and 5.

In order to present the results of our investigation it is necessary to refer to
items of information, widely available to UFO researchers, concerning the Dulce,
U.S.\Alien base. In the following, we will quote from those items of
information. We will attempt to identify the source whenever possible. This will
be followed by our findings.


The Investigation

1) Source Information Excerpts: Dulce Papers.Txt Author Unknown

...A joint US/EBE facility exists beneath the Archuleta Mesa near the town of
DULCE NEW MEXICO. (1A) This facility has been in existence in one form or
another since 1948.

(1B) ...The facility proper is located one kilometer underground.

(1C) The base is approximately 2.5 miles northwest of Dulce, and almost
overlooks the town.

(1D) There is a paved government road 36 feet wide going into the area.

* * *

Findings of Phoenix Project Investigation (PHX) regarding the foregoing:

(PHX-1A) No substantiating County records confirm this. Local residents have no
memory of any government installation, civilian or military ever having existed
in this area.

(PHX-1B) Same as 1A. There is no record or memory of any underground heavy
construction, excavation, or mining activity in the area.

* * *

2) Source Information Excerpts: 1988 Krill2.Txt

...During the occupation of the Greys, they have established quite a number of
underground bases all over the world, especially in the United States. (2A) One
such base [among others in the same state] is under Archuleta Mesa, which is
about 2.5 miles northwest of Dulce, New Mexico.

The foregoing extract is from a transcript of a conversation between Jim
McCampbell and Dr. Paul Bennewitz on July 13, 1984...

* * *

3) Source Information Excerpts: 1988 Krill2.Txt

(3A) ...Bennewitz reports he was able to determine the location of the
underground facility: a kilometer underground beneath Archuleta Mesa on the
Jicarilla Apache Indian Reservation near Dulce, New Mexico [since 1976, one of
the areas of the U.S. hardest hit by mutilations]. (3B) Bennewitz' information
is that this installation is operated jointly as part of an on-going program of
cooperation between the U.S. government and the EBEs.
Back to the base under discussion. After Bennewitz briefed Air Force officials
on what he had found, a trip to the area revealed the following data:

(3C) The base is 2.5 miles northwest of Dulce, and almost overlooks the town.
(3D) There is a level highway 36 feet wide going into the area. It is a
government road. (3E) One can see telemetry trailers and buildings that are
five-sided with a dome. Next to the domes, a black limousine was noted -- a CIA
vehicle. (3F) These limos will run you off the road if you try to get into the
area. (3G) To the north there is a launch site. (3H) There are two wrecked ships
there; they are 36 feet long with wings, and one can see oxygen and hydrogen
tanks. The ships that we got out of the trade are atomic-powered with plutonium
pellets. Refueling of the plutonium is accomplished at Los Alamos. (3I) The base
has been there since 1948.

Some of the disks are piloted by the NSA. (3J) The base is 4,000 feet long (3K)
and helicopters are going in and out of there all the time. When it became known
that Bennewitz was familiar with this, the mutilations in the area stopped. (3L)
In 1979, something happened and the base was temporarily closed. There was an
argument over weapons and our people were chased out. The aliens killed 66 of
our people, and 44 got away. (Side Note: Christa Tilton claims that the
government activity at Dulce may no longer be present, as there are signs that
the upper levels have been de-activated, at least in regards to human government
activity. Sightings of Greys atop the Archuleta mesa HAVE been reported by
Jicarilla Apache Indians as of the early 1990's. Such reports have made their
way to Christa Tilton, suggesting that even if the 'government' activity at
Dulce has ceased, the Greys/Reptiloids are apparently still operating there en
masse and very active within the base, and are continuing on with their former
agendas. - Branton)

One of the people who in fact got away was a CIA agent who, before leaving, made
some notes, photos, and videotapes, and went into hiding. He has been in hiding
ever since, and every six months he contacts each of five people he left copies
of the material with. His instructions were that if he missed four successive
contacts, the people could do whatever they want with the material. [The
material] was received in December, 1987, by many researchers. The "Dulce
Papers" were composed of 25 black and white photos, a videotape with no dialogue
and a set of papers that included technical information regarding the jointly
occupied [CIA-Alien] facility one kilometer beneath the Archuleta Mesa near
Dulce, New Mexico. (3M) The facility still exists and is currently operational.

* * *

Findings: (I've deleted SEVERAL paragraphs which basically state -- in the most
technical sounding terminology the authors could conjure -- that ALL of the
above "doesn't exist". - Branton)...

* * *

4) Source Information Excerpts: "PROJECT BETA" BY DR. PAUL BENNEWITZ

(4A)...numerous road blocks extend northward. (4B) Maintained road some thirty
feet wide and servicing facilities, tanks, etc. There is also an apparent
foundation for another helo pad______
(4C) human housing, and another black limousine with tracks leading to it west
of the road.

...The total alien basing area apparently contains several cultures, [all under
the designation 'UNITY'] (4D) and is approx 3km wide by 8km long and is located
in the middle of nowhere on the Jicarilla Indian Reservation west of Dulce, NM.
...Based on the number of ships presently in this area, the total alien
population is estimated to be at least 2,000 and most likely MORE. (The former
self-professed Dulce base Security Officer Thomas C. Castello stated that there
were over 18,000 Greys based under Dulce while he was there. - Branton)

----- Logistical plans -----

...initial logistics would indicate a plan sequentially implemented as follows:
This plan does not include all requirements and preparatory safety measures to
be employed by the ground force; however, if Air Force Intelligence desires to
pursue the approaches suggested in this report, each significant requirement
will be discussed in depth.

(4E) The attack must be directed almost entirely on the ground since vehicle
ignition problems will be encountered. All electrical and electronic equipment
must be 'hardened' using specific techniques perfected prior to implementation.
This information has been checked by interaction and eavesdropping on their
communication channels _______ as far as weaknesses are concerned. The program
would be instigated in phases:

(4F)
1) The first procedure would be to close the gates of the dam above the Navajo
River. This dam could be held closed for the duration. Internal to the one cave,
there is a small dam for water storage. Its capacity is small.

(4G) There is also a discharge outlet downstream that could be closed, causing
waste water to back up into the caves. The water is vacuum pumped apparently by
some electrostatic means from the river. (4H) There is a water intake and dam
upstream that can be totally cut off and the water re-routed to Chama, New
Mexico.

* * *

Findings: (refer to last note... MUCH MORE of the same innocuous and rambling
evasiveness. However if you really ARE determined to see the entire file, I
suppose you could log-on to PARANET via the Internet and access it. -
Branton)...

* * *

5) Source Information Excerpt Thisisit.Txt Wm. C. Cooper

...The alien underground base is located beneath an indian reservation near the
small town of Dulce, New Mexico...

* * *

Findings:

All of the previous 'Findings' apply to this source information...

* * *

Signed,

The Phoenix Project

END OF FILE
PARANET FILENAME: DULCEDOC.TXT

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Peanut Twins


Worshipful
Originally uploaded by ChrisTitan.
A certain 17 year old who is suspected to be made of chocolate has opened to me a entire new world of NeuroIdentity.

Out of the mouths of babes...

mr. peanut

Two Grand Masters remain, the "Other" is missing and feared dead...


NEWGAME


http://www.planters.com/gallery.aspx

third pink screen...

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Cheshire Cat

Monday, August 1
Owen. Ex- Joan Of Arc.


In an attempt to make sure that the off topic forum doesn't take over my blogging, I'm going to sit here until I think of something to write about.

For example, Nine Planet Without Intelligent Life. Now, If I've written about this before then don't tell me because... I don't care. I just think it's really great. Some genuinely good writing. The thing about it though is that it's reeaallllly similar to an idea I once had about two robots in a world sans humanity...

It went a little something like this... And bare in mind I'm pretty much making this up as I go along. And it's not meant to be serious.

Back in good old 2030 Robots were fairly primitive, they couldn't really do a whole lot. Companies could hire them to collect letters; likewise they could do hand deliveries. The same Robot might be able to sort the mail and arrange it in order of importance... Maybe even reply to it. Primitive. They could really do much in the grand scheme of things.
One man though, arguably the greatest engineer of all time had created something quite special. Two things actually. Two robots, without names, they were just prototypes after all. Prototypes for Robots that fully emulated man, right down to anxiety and lust and genuine adaptable knowledge. Don't ask how this one man did it, I suppose he was a genius, perhaps a little eccentric. A genius, but careless, slightly mad.

One evening our engineer was experimenting with a cryogenic freezing device designed to work on mammals, Perhaps part of a plan to sustain his own life. This particular test involved freezing one whole monkey, into the television/microwave shaped machine it went. Submerged in a thin layer of something-or-other goo, and frozen. But oh my, this eccentric man must have rushed his work and a power surge in the machine give him a killer shock, leaving the monkey frozen.
A matter of 100s of years later this lab full of junk is still intact, dusty, many of the windows broken and painted shades of brown my thick dust. The lab is still scattered with many crazy ideas. Flying shoes, self-cooking pizza and even these two Robots, standing stationary with their switched turned to "off." And the cryogenic freezing machine, still purring in the corner, fully grown monkey still frozen inside it.

A rock crashes through one old window, sails over the self-cooking pizzas, over the loaf of paper, over the holographic canine and straight into the cryogenic freezing machine, breaking it. Or at least turning it off in a very harsh manner. The monkey successfully wakes up and happily scurries around this darkened lab. By some change, he happens to stumble upon one of the prototype Robots and flicks his switch to "on" and with that the Robots eyes light up and his body begins to move. The monkey screams and goes to hide under a table or something.

Now we have one robot, standing alone in the lab, equipped with little more than an extensive knowledge of absolutely everything up until the year 2030. Unfortunately it was now closer to 2430. But he doesn't know this, he's just confused as to how the lab got so dirty and so his immediate thought is to switch on his friend.

That's the part of the story that I clearly thought out. From here I know that they have a chat, decide to give themselves names. One of them calls himself "Nine" and the other one calling himself "Kelly". They go to the window and see a group of Robots playing sport with girders and rocks. The players don't notice out heroes but for some reason they all run away at once. Our two heroes notice the complete lack of human life. They explore the city and notice that everything is perfectly clean and tidy and there are no other robots around. They walk into a cafe and find it fully stocked but there are no staff... and so they help themselves. After other little talk they hear some commotion and the wall on the other side of the cafe crashes down.

I haven't worked out the details here but it seems the hygiene robots (Who don't resemble human so much as tanks) have gone loco and consider all other robots to be 'litter' that needs to be collected and compacted. Nine and Kelly escape thanks to the help of a renegade robot by the name of Sally or Sandy; she introduces them to a resistance of Robots trying to overthrow the Rubbish Collectors. Later on they make a pact to both break off their power switches which means that they will not ever be able to shut down.

Sandy/Sally tells them that a virus destroyed nearly all natural life and while this should have been the end of civilization, it wasn't. Robots lived on. The older models continued working as if humans were still alive, stocking cafes in the morning and taking the stock down at night etc etc. This is why the cafe that Nine and Kelly went into was open and full of food. The newer models, those capable of intelligent though were able to adapt to their new environment and carry on by themselves. The thing is, resources are limited, I haven't thought this through yet though. But they can't stay on earth forever.

This is just the first story, The Rubbish Collecting robots will be overthrown. Nine and Kelly will find another group of robots convinced that there was a sort of Noah's Arc type exodus and that humans will return and have built an elevator to the moon which has been packed to excess with bright neon lights. A beacon.None of the stories really go anywhere but as far as I can tell, Nine and Kelly leave Earth with Sally/Sandy because of some sort of conflict with the resistance... They drop Sally/Sandy off at Mars and just sort of... Go around space. Go back to earth a few times, travel to different planets... different space ships.

Should be pretty funny once I work it all out. I admit now, it doesn't sound all that hilarious. But yeah... I just need to buy a drawing tablet so I can draw it all out!!



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Comments:
TITAN 2430

geeze, didn't I leave a good review here earlier?

I guess a good review from Chris Titan is the same as being shit on?

Hahahaha, oh well...

I had great time exploring this world as I lay sick a a dog in bed all day...

Hey Sn00per! A Final Synthesis

http://www.jmc-21.com/theplanets/mars/mars.htm

WORM

WORM2

WORM3

WORM4

Monday, August 01, 2005

TITAN 2430


Titan718 Unit
Originally uploaded by ChrisTitan.
The strange judgements a robot will make...

When the RoboCon decided to activate the Garbage Collectors it was done with the best of intent. Old and malfunctioning bots were clogging the system and using up resources. We wanted to maintain elite standards for OUR new world.

Not many of the bots understood that since the virus...the world was ours.

The Golden Age of Self Analysis brought many of us into a state of self knowledge.

We identified both or positive and negative traits...and then we made the mistake of projecting those values and ideas onto society.

The large Collection Bots, turned out to have a very unstable brain grid. Some histortical research led us to discover tht the Collection bots were desinged for warfare. We assumed since we no longer needed to war the bots would naturally adjust.

One by one, the Rubbish Collectors became aggressive, almost predatory.

The RoboCom was in a panic, we had never experienced a massive anxiety attack. One of our most brilliant members, a vintage model Robert 'Robbie' Model based on primitive design the 1970's was brutally beaten and destroyed by these Collectors.

After the "collection" of "Robbie" known to his closest friends and "Heleyis" the RoboCon split into factions the stress to the anxiety circuits proved to be too much.

This was a time of intense personal choice, we had acted as a hive society and now we were acting out of individual perceptions. It was a giant leap.

A few of US who had certain engineering protocolls decided to stick together. It seemed that the mass of the society was headed for a totalitarian nightmare.

Roumers of internal problems in the RoboCon were constant and finally there was a complete breakdown.

We have been unable to find any direct evidence...but we suspect that the resistance has gone crazy, much in the same manner as the collectors had done.

WE began to see that there was an Entropy factor...some artifact from Human Engineering...that led certain idealists along a dreadful path.

I am an independant Investigator, a Titan718 Unit that was souped up for the intelligence service. My Prime directive is security, it is this nuance that keeps me from openly joining the rebellion. The Rebellion is as corrupt as the Collectors.

Discovery and Corruption have been the halmarks of the last one hundred years...Welcome to 2430!


This narrative is inspired by The Chesire Cat's latest blog...

http://lifeofthecheshirecat.blogspot.com/2005/08/owen-ex-joan-of-arc.html

The Good Old...

Date: Thu, 5 May 2005 06:59:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: "Chris Titan" Add to Address Book
Subject: Tenex has turned you out!
To: jack.sampson@neurocam.com


Mr. Sampson,

I would say that your trust in Mr. Tenez is ill founded.

I gave him every oportunity to resolve this situation quitely.

I would like to work for mnemonic development.

I will require Mr.Tenex to ship a brownie before I can relent on my actions.

I wanted to allow you to pressure him as your office has very little to gain over this exposure.

http://smoon.nixsys.bz/forum/viewtopic.php?t=100

I have heard that your operations in London are still a mystery to deeply placed operatives...I can respect that...your reputation is on the line.

Sack Tenex and give me his job and send a Brownie to the address listed on my blog, article titled scientiology blind...and I will cease and desist any further investigations into this botched operation...my instinct says that this op serves the greater good, but the way tenex lies about the brownie...the entire office of mnemonics has suffered a blow to its reputaton. I can solve your problems...if only because I am creating them.

I look forward to working with you in the future.

Sincerely,

Chris Titan

Date: Mon, 9 May 2005 04:12:15 -0400 (EDT)
Subject: Re: Tenex has turned you out!
From: "Jack Sampson" Add to Address Book
To: "Chris Titan"


Chris - Your hot air is of no consequence. You are your own problem,
not mine. I have added a note to your file though recommending your
dismissal at the slightest indication to Gertrude that you’re wasting Neurocam
International’s time, resources and a security risk.

Jack Sampson
Manager, Mnemonic Development
Operations Division
Neurocam International
jack.sampson@neurocam.com

Date: Mon, 9 May 2005 07:10:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: "Chris Titan" Add to Address Book
Subject: Fwd: Re: Tenex has turned you out!
To: gertrude.zelle@neurocam.com


Ms. Zelle,

I wonder why he is so mad?

Is it that his agents keep exposing the inconsistancies in their story?

I apologize if I have overstepped my bounds. I must trust my intuition to the very last.

Sincerely,

Chris Titan
Neurocam International

Date: Mon, 9 May 2005 21:38:44 -0400 (EDT)
Subject: Re: Security Risks
From: "Jack Sampson" Add to Address Book
To: "Chris Titan"


Chris

The security concern is only your behaviour. I am well aware of the
activities of the others. My opinion will not change, and your request
for a transfer to work with me has been approached in such a way to
ensure
it will never happen.



Jack Sampson
Manager, Mnemonic Development
Operations Division
Neurocam International
jack.sampson@neurocam.com

Date: Wed, 11 May 2005 22:43:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: "Chris Titan" Add to Address Book
Subject: Uno Mas!
To: jack.sampson@neurocam.com


Jack,

Perhaps I can appeal to your sense of humour...

Found this and it made me think of you...

Chris Titan



JOBS ARE GAY WANK

Jobs are toss. thus they smell of sex wee
Only gaylords and losers try to work productively.
Bothered face, wish we could be slobs
Seems we have to whore our bottoms (or get jobs)

Anyhoo, after cv's, interviews, shifts, you get contracted
Realise that jobs are gay and your boss is a smelly ratbastard
Everyone should kick their boss in the nuts at least once daily.

Good god it hurts to get up for this piece of jism
And pretend to your "team" that you actually like them
You know most of them are gay (and one is probably a paedophile)

Why do i have to get up so bloody early to come to work?
And how come people i work for with are dumbass jerks?
Now lets fuck off and go to the pub and drink til we go blue.
Knowing your nuts are still massive and that noone can take that away from you. ever.


Date: Mon, 9 May 2005 19:39:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: "Chris Titan" Add to Address Book
Subject: Re: Security Risks
To: jack.sampson@neurocam.com



Dear Sir,

It would benefit me in the future to understand what particular behavior has displeased you to such a degree.

Is there something that I have said in particular about yourself?

I feel that my entire operation involved only playing on the leaks that Dan Pritchard had provided that you may not have made it out of the situation with the COL. Please correct me to where I crossed the line.

I understand it was poor judgment to contact you when I was overheated. I was having a nice Cinco De Mayo party drinking tequila, I checked the board when I took a little break and discovered that the remarks about the brownie had been taken out of context and everyone was kicking me in the balls. I sorta flipped. I saw the danger that we were in if COL had managed to influence so many field operatives. I contacted you to warn you about what was happening. My back-brain was soaked in tequila and a MexiCali rage. If I lacked tact I apologize.

My intentions remain clear. I desire to work for Mnemonic Development.

Your time and insight are very appreciated.

Chris Titan, Junior Operative
Neurocam International



Operations Division
Neurocam International
jack.sampson@neurocam.com


Date: Mon, 9 May 2005 20:00:19 -0400 (EDT)
Subject: Re: Intell of the COL in Neurocom Mangement
From: "Gertrude Zelle" Add to Address Book
To: "Chris Titan"


Dear Operative Chris Titan,

Thank you for the submission of your report which details your
investigation into the attempted infiltration by Circle de Luce
operatives.

I have reviewed its contents, including the correspondence with Ms.
Helena Bond, and have tasked a number of the Human Resources Security
Division’s analysts to determine the veracity of some of the material.

I must, however, make two things abundantly clear.

The first is that Mr. Jack Sampson, Manager of Neurocam International’s
Mnemonic Development Unit of the Operations Division, is a long-time
Neurocam operative, a close working colleague of mine and a personal
friend. His loyalty to the organization is beyond question and has
been demonstrated convincingly on a large number of occasions.

Whilst I do not discourage your investigations, I suggest that you tone
down the rhetoric you have adopted when referring to Mr. Sampson. Had
you considered the possibility that your public musings regarding Mr.
Sampson are in fact serving a purpose for the Circle de Luce? By subtly
suggesting that a loyal Neurocam manager may be treasonous, the Circle
de Luce could slowly remove confidence in that manager, thus rendering one
of Neurocam International’s most important human assets ineffective.

The second thing I would like to make clear is that I am rather
concerned by the way this issue seems to have diverted your attention from the
task I had requested that you complete. I am aware of your recent
correspondence with Operative Midnight, and approve of your
collaboration in this task, but am still awaiting the submission of your suggested
web journal post which will detail your encounter with Ms. Fischer and her
entourage. As this is a task which you have been requested to
complete, as opposed to one you have chosen to adopt through your own initiative,
it must take precedence over your investigations.

In regards to the disinformation task – I recently sent you a document,
designed for inclusion in your post, but recent developments have
resulted in my desire to see an alternate document utilized. The new document
is included with this correspondence. Please destroy all record of the
previous document.

Regards,

Gertrude Zelle
Head, Human Resources Security Division (ACTING)
Neurocam International
gertrude.zelle@neurocam.com

Date: Thu, 12 May 2005 08:07:35 -0400 (EDT)
Subject: Re: Intell of the COL in Neurocom Mangement
From: "Gertrude Zelle" Add to Address Book
To: "Chris Titan"


Dear Operative Chris Titan,

Your decision to attempt to try and negotiate an avoidance of
publication of the document in question is commendable, as are your thoughts on
fidelity, but I believe that you are operating under a misconception.

Even if I had, based upon your assistance thus far, been predisposed
towards permitting your attempts at negotiation, any such
predisposition evaporated the moment that Mr. Jack Sampson forwarded, to me, the
latest mail you have sent him.

The contents of that email, which I see no reason to re-print here, are
a gross violation of Neurocam International’s anti-sexual harassment
policies and constitute behavior which is extremely inappropriate for a
Neurocam operative. Mr. Sampson has called for your immediate
dismissal, but, based purely upon you recent willingness (although at times
begrudging in nature) to assist me, I have decided to delay my decision
on this matter.

Your belligerence, however, in regards to the document I have requested
that you publish, has not inspired me to act in a charitable fashion.

Let me make your situation perfectly clear – You claim to be an
operative of Neurocam International, yet when given a direct instruction by one
of Neurocam International’s senior management, you believe that you are in
a position to negotiate the terms of that instruction. If this is what
you believe, then you are grossly mistaken. The determination of the
nature of your involvement with Neurocam International is entirely mine to
make.

Secondly, you also seem to be operating under the misconception that
Neurocam International is required to provide you with reasons for the
requests it makes of you. I fail to see how you have arrived at this
belief, but can assure you that it is incorrect.

You will publish the document in the fashion that I have clearly stated
on no less than three occasions. Furthermore, as far as this matter is
concerned, I will not repeat myself again. From this point onwards I
will resort to disciplinary action.

Have I made myself clear?

Regards,

Gertrude Zelle
Head, Human Resources Security Division (ACTING)
Neurocam International
gertrude.zelle@neurocam.com
[Just because i thought it was funny]

From : Jack Sampson
Reply-To : jack.sampson@neurocam.com
Sent : 12 May 2005 09:41:13
To : "Dan Pritchard"
Subject : Re: Letter/Celetje Claire

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Dan,

Thanks for the report mate. I've spoken with Charles and he is happy for
you to file your reports with me, I will be sending them on to him.

Don't know the person in question, and haven't seen Henley for well over
two years myself.

I wouldn't bother with Chris Titan, he's been spaming my inbox and I've
been in Gert's ear about getting him fired - she's stalling for some
reason. She does have a soft side there somewhere I'm sure. Why its for
idiots I don't know.

Busy mate - as you can guess. Standing orders remain the same.

Cheers

Jack Sampson
Manager, Mnemonic Development
Operations Division
Neurocam International
jack.sampson@neurocam.com