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Graduated as Theresa J. Thurmond Naval Health Sciences and Training Command - Illinois - Oct, 1985. Friend to some of the smartest intellectuals in the world and has given readings to famous actors in Los Angeles, Ca. and lectured at seminars, classes, workshops, conventions in Honolulu, Los Angeles, San Francisco, New York, Chicago, Atlanta and had offices in Honolulu, Los Angeles, Atlanta, and now writes from her cedar cabin in the woods in bluegrass country, Ohio County, Kentucky. Theresa is known in IBMA, BMI, CMA as a songwriter,singer-publisher and has more than five CDs. Whos' Who in America.
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Theresa Morris's hobbies are  art, music, writing, producing festivals, and events. Theresa's first book was Ascension Ancient Mystery Schools which she was asked to write as an instruction manual which was finished in Hawaii in 1993. Theresa also known as TJ is a natural born folk artist and writer and enjoys outdoors and nature. Her art work is of her life in Hawaiian Shaman work and Fairy Psychic world. TJ promotes using the imagination believing only when you use your mind and begin  on your own personal quest of your inner spirit will you truly begin to enjoy your full potential as a spiritual being. TJ believes that everything and everyone is connected through a higher power and spiritual energy source. TJ's art is for inspiration and tells a story in color choices while her songwriting and stories are written to take others on shamanic journeys. TJ lives in Kentucky though born in Monroe, Louisiana. TJ lives by choice in a cabin in the woods with her husband where she creates art and writes. TJ is married to well-known Artist-writer Tom Morris.TJ became an entrepreneur when she obtained her cash as a babysitter. TJ began working at age 14 for Dairy Queen in Houston, Tx, 1966.Born the day after Chirstmas she celebrates Valentines Day for her birthday and Ascension beliefs. TJ, commonly called a timewalker and her books reflect her stories of past lives and adventures as a private and psychic investigator TJ believes in reincarnation from first hand memories and her own experiences in life. TJ still performs Investigative Reports and Findings of Fact  but only for friends with a need to know basis or as a government conractor. Tj prefers to call this research for projects which due to digital information and communication can be provided by Internet Communication without leaving her cabin in the woods. TJ works with a government contract and D&B# 124124038 as a  Consultant/Writer  PR and grants.

Merlin

THE MYSTICAL PORTAL

One upon a time long ago there was a powerful mystical land where mystics and magical creatures lived in a deep dark forest full of fairies and

magic

By: T.J. Morris

Large obelisks stood just outside where the mirrors of time were set to keep Merlin in. Time had no meaning in the center of all universes where Merlin had chosen to sleep for a thousand or so years. Nothing mattered to Merlin after the war’s of man except that he had been tired and Morgana’s constant companionship had been grating on Merlin’s nerves for sometime. Merlin had seen many seasons come and go for human kind.

Taking a hiatus from all that human kind had not yet to offer someone with Merlin’s intelligence was just what he needed. Merlin had been born before time itself. Many times, he had cropped up through history on earth, was assisting with magic, and prophesies in the 6^th century and 12^th century more than any others prophesy. Merlin had the abilities of his not of this earth father and yet his mother was a mortal human. Merlin’s one true gift he had obtained from his father was prophecy an ability to see into time itself and predict the future. Merlin was a natural time walker.

Another gift he had was given in each time that he decided to walk the earth with the mortals. Each gift had to be learned in time that he was awakened from his deep sleep that only he himself could cause. There was no other on earth as powerful as Merlin. Merlin had never met his God or his creator but knew that he was considered one of the ancients and assisted in writing all the ancient schools of wisdom to be left to those he had chosen to teach a small portion of what he had learned and gained through the ages of hard work.

These bits of wisdom were not to be cast before the unbelieving and skeptics of the world. There were many who were non-believers and many who would suck the magic right out of the world because of their disbeliefs. Merlin had seen it on many occasions on this world called earth. Merlin had finally had enough of the ways of men when they killed King Arthur who was truly his friend. Merlin had set up a test for a time when magic seemed to be leaving the earth. King Arthur or Arthur Pendragon was the one child who gained the friendship of Arthur by his belief that he could pull a sword out of stone.

Merlin himself had placed the sword in the stone. If there was anyone on earth left that could believe enough in magic to pull the sword from the stone then he would be King. Only magical belief in one’s own self and truth of the deepest part of one’s soul could allow such a task to be performed. Arthur became King and was able to learn about humankind based on the teachings of Merlin and his own experiences.

Merlin had retreated back to his home the forest for a time and then went into his hiding place in time among the famed obelisks of time itself which kept him preserved through time and eternity as he slept. Only he knew the place and portal where the door was kept although Morgana had many times tried to trick him into sharing this knowledge. Morgana was a beautiful girl who was actually the daughter of the King by another woman other than the Queen. Arthur’s father was her father making Arthur and Morgana half brother and sister. Morgana was always jealous that Arthur would inherit the throne and the kingdom. Morgana tried her best to bewitch Arthur on many occasions and worked her way into learning some of what Merlin would teach her.

Merlin knew she was destined to be very powerful and would only teach her enough to have her practice away from him as a way to get her out of his hair for a time. Morgana would always learn her lessons well and would always return for a grander lesson. Morgana had thought she had tricked Merlin into showing her where the crystal portal of time was when Merlin decided to freeze her for a time in a crystal of his choosing. Merlin understood the passion with which Morgana sought to know magic but he was sure that she would use it to steal King Arthur’s kingdom to be ruled by her as a powerful sorceress.

King Arthur was killed by his own son who was created by powerful magic when Morgana had lured her half brother into believing that she was King Arthur’s beautiful wife. Morgana had used magic and during the process had created a son that had her power but was the rightful heir to the Kingdom. This terrible trick was enough to make Merlin almost insane due to his knowing that the power of magic that she had used was magic that she had learned from Merlin to help guide the creatures on earth in the magical forest. Morgana after all was half good but let her other side, the dark side of jealousy and greed take over. Merlin had high hopes for Morgana and thought that with the right teaching that Morgana could control her dark side. After all, she was the sister of King Arthur.

Merlin looked around and began his enchanting spell on mother earth. Mother earth where all doeth dwell light my way from this inner hell. Show me now where I must be in order to break time in God’s speed. Just then, a portal opened in front of Merlin exactly where he had left it before he took his slumber. Ah, there it is. Now, just one more thing that I must do. Merlin began chanting once again, “Oh dear portal of time I bid, what unlocks this portal hid, from inside this mirror where I once dwell break me out from this inner hell.” Just then, there was a lightning bolt and a crash of thunder.

Merlin was now unlocked from his home of slumber. Merlin had always used key words in his enchantment spells that would outlast time and all eternity. Hell just happened to be one of those words. It was an earth bound word but Merlin had other worlds where he had visited in time and none seemed as cozy as the home of Mother Earth where he had been born.

Merlin had no idea what year it was but no matter for him because there was no other magician on earth or any where else for that matter that could match his wit, speed, humor, and magic. Merlin had been around for over twelve thousand years and remembers when his parents left him when an evil sorcerer caught them the only time they were vulnerable in bed and love making. Merlin was just a twinkling in his mother’s eyes as a child in a his mother’s thoughts. Merlin was to be conceived by his loving parents who ruled the Kingdom and King and Queen but one night an evil sorcerer incubus came into visit his parents in an invisible spell and no one or anything could break that spell except Merlin himself. That was the first spell that had been taught to Merlin by his mother. Merlin had awakened with his Fairy God mother taking him and wrapping him in a bundle. Merlin had to be taken away to be protected by magic.

Merlin’s mother knew that someday the dark sorcerer would one day want his son. Merlin was about five when he had stopped visiting his parents due to their disappearance. Merlin’s Fairy God mother was Matishaba and she had heard about the parents disappearing one night by the upstairs maid. Matishaba was sure that there was foul play at hand and took it upon herself to take Merlin deep into the woods away from the castle of his parents until she could get to the bottom of his parents disappearance. Matishaba had taken him to the castle from time to time to see his parents who ruled the kingdom.

Matishaba lived in a cottage surrounded by fairies. They lived in a beautiful land with very tall trees that lumbered in the dark high up overhead that made tundra with wines of all kinds leading back and forth from one tree to the next. There were beautiful exotic flowers, the land had been called Lemuria and had beautiful crystal caves, and water falls. The faeries liked to play in and out of the water falls spray where the rainbow could be seen in the sunlight. Matishaba came running up the path to her cottage that was protected by magic. Matishaba said in a rhyming way, “Home again home again likety split, unlock my door before I have a fit.” Matishaba was always casting spells that rhymed but they were always to the point and they worked. Matishaba hurried into the cottage that had an upstairs and a downstairs and a nice big fireplace where she always kept a kettle brewing for tea in case someone needed to be healed.

Matishaba was a Fairy Godmother for all kinds of creatures that lived in the forest. She was a very powerful Faery and this was why Merlin’s parents had chosen her to watch over Merlin in case something ever happened to both of them. Now, Matishaba was afraid that something had happened but what she was not sure. She would make sure that Merlin was warm and fed and then she would summon all the faeries and magical creatures of the forest to come to a meeting. Matishaba would explain what had happened during the night and that Merlin was left alone except for the upstairs and downstairs maids. This was very strange in deed for Merlin’s mother was never without her son Merlin. Merlin was a very powerful wizard even as a child with both his parent’s magic instilled in him.

Merlin was safe as he could ever be now with his Faery Godmother’s magic all around in the magic forest where all creatures were magical. All the creatures had one type of magic or another. Some could hear very well, and others could smell very good. Some could fly and some could make themselves disappear. The Faeries that had wings could fly very fast and would sometimes have races with the hummingbirds that were of many rare colors in the magical forest. Fairies had a way of not being seen if they did not want to be. They could turn into birds to escape being detected.

Merlin was in safe hands for now but Matishaba knew that he would soon want to know where his parents were and why he was not in the royal castle. Matishaba decided to create some toys and made a beautiful riding horse that could speak and be Merlin’s friend. Matishaba made him a magic unicorn with pure white silky skin and silver mane and tale. Matishaba was busy conferring with the horse and giving him instructions when Merlin came up to her, “Fairy Godmother, may I touch the beautiful pony?” Matishaba was so happy that he had taken an interest in the horse and not first asked many questions about his parent whereabouts. “Of course you can my dear Merlin. I would be happy if you would take care of him for me. This is why I have brought you here while your parents are away on a trip.” Merlin was excited about the new pony and asked, “Does it have a name?” Matishaba answered him in a sweet quiet tone as not to frighten either the boy or the pony, “Merlin why don’t you give him a name and make it a magical name so that he may someday fly for you.” Merlin looked amazed at Matishaba and then back at the pony. “Yes, I will name the pony may I keep him?” Matishaba said, “Merlin this is a very special pony and I am sure that as he gets older he will fly.

He may even fly away. For this reason, I would like you to stay with him constantly and be his friend. Can you do this for me?” “Oh yes, Faery Godmother, I can be his friend and I will take very good care of him. He will want to stay with me and not fly away.” Matishaba was so happy that he took an instant liking to her new creation and said to Merlin, “Well now what shall we call him?” Merlin though for a minute and said. “I like the way he looks at me with his big dark eyes but he seems like he wants to speak. Can he speak for real Faery Godmother?” Matishaba thought for a minute. “Well, I don’t see why not, but we will have to cast a talking spell for him so that he may learn to speak and will you teach him to speak with you only Merlin?” “Oh yes, Faery Godmother, please make him a speaking spell and I will be the only one that will speak to him. May I have him as my very on to keep?

Matishaba knew that she had done her job well and said, “Of course you can Merlin but this will be a big responsibility for a boy that is only turned five years of age.” “But, I am big for my age and plenty smart. That is what my father says.” Matishaba took him and put him on her lap as she sat in a rocking chair next to the hearth of the fireplace. “Now my dear Merlin, you must not let this pony out of your sight at any time for as you grow so will he. He will grow wings someday and if you do not treat him right, he will fly away. If no one can hear him but you then you will have to tend to his needs and feed and water him.

He will have to have a special stall and I am certain that you will have to sleep here for awhile until he grows up and sprouts his wings can you do that?” “Oh yes, Faery Godmother, I am sure that the pony will want me and I shall want him. I shall call him Valerie.” Matishaba looked at Merlin and kissed him on the cheek as she hugged him and put him back down so that he could stand. “Valerie it is then. Come and we shall build a magical stall in the back of my cottage where we shall make you a magical room exactly next to his. You shall be best friends and you both shall have a time together teaching your magical Valerie to speak. Are you hungry just now Merlin? Shall I make us some hot bread and tea to go with the nice pork ribs that I have in the kettle? Merlin was to excited to eat and answered, “Not just now, please may we make the magical rooms so that we can begin our new lives together?” Matishaba said, “Very well, but we shall eat within the hour or so later after I make some home made cookies with honey and ginger.”

Matishaba went to the back of the cottage and took her wand up that had the prettiest star on the tip that was made of crystal from a near by cavern where the underground waterfalls were running. “Now what shall it be. I know. Stand aside young Merlin over there with the pony, I mean Valerie. Holly and spearmint to spice up the spell that conjures up plenty for room and some beds. A stall for my pony and a room for our son, the best that is magic and rooms full of fun. Now add a few toys and bed sheets there too. Nice shudders for the windows and make them two. Now for the pony put a half door between the two rooms on my cottage that will fit perfect and a swing. These two rooms I conjure I see in my mind are the colors of flowers red, yellow, blue, and white. Now see all the magic I have in my mind and send it through my wand on its magical plight!” All of a sudden, there was a whirlwind and a whoosh and right before Merlin’s eyes was the prettiest room and pony stall right next to each other with a door in between and one door to the opening of the back of the cottage where Matishaba had been standing.

Merlin clapped and jumped up and down. He had never seen that much magic at one time in one place before. He had only been taught his lessons one thing at a time and could only do a few tricks on his own. He was still learning. The little pony was just as amazed or so it seemed. He gave out a whinny of approval, clopped around, and entered his new stall where there was a beautiful bale of hay just for him. Merlin followed him into his stall and said a pleasing, “Thank you so very much Faery Godmother, we shall be very happy here. Will you send word to my parents that I shall be attending my pony here?” Matishaba wanting to change the subject very quickly, said, “Yes, yes, yes, son it will be quite all right. I raised your father here when he was a boy and it is a custom for boys age five to come into the magic woods to learn all they can about magic and how to cast spells. Matishaba said, “Now Merlin, I want you to get acquainted with your new pony and both his room and yours so while you look around I must go have a meeting with the woodland creatures who have been sent for my all my little Faery friends. Therefore, I shall be just outside near the house here where I can hear you if you need me. All my friends and I have a gathering place over where the picnic tables were and the large bell on the stand. I shall be just outside within shouting distance. Now you go ahead and teach Valerie your name Merlin and I expect him to know it when I come back in later” “Yes, Faery Godmother, I shall teach him my name and his as well.”

Matishaba scurried through the large cottage and passed the fireplace and kitchen out past the dining room and out through the living room where the front door had been half-open. All the doors were always cut in half so that the top portion could be left open. The little birds would come and go, as would the faeries inside and out but only when Matishaba was there at home and would allow a visit. Matishaba held up her flowery apron as she hurried over to the meeting place and rang the old school bell. This was how all the woodland creatures knew there was a meeting to take place. All the little squirrels, rabbits, deer, bears, beavers, gophers, ground hogs, and even the coyotes and wolves came out of the magical forest.

The faeries were all flying around and making sure that all the birds and fireflies had a place in the trees and the humming birds sate on the flower stems as they settled down to listen to Matishaba. “Now, my magical friends, I have some news. We are going to be taking care of our little friend Merlin for sometime since his parents have come up missing in the big castle. We are afraid that something bad has happened to them but do not know. We need your help to see what you all can find out from anyone and anywhere about Merlin’s parents. We haven’t much time before the afternoon sun will set and dark will be upon us and you all will need to be back home in our magical forest. So now go two by two and find out what you can in and around town but try not to be seen. Talk with the barnyard animals and all of the pets of the people in town. You bears, wolves, and coyotes, see what you can find out on the edge of the woods from the night creatures and see if they saw anything of any foul play last night around the castle. Merlin’s parents have disappeared in the night.

Now go with speed and find out what you can. Be back by late evening before sunset. Hurry now, make haste.” All the little woodland creatures hurried away. The birds and faeries flew and the rabbits and small animals all scampered away. The coyotes, wolves, and bears all turned and talked among themselves as they left for the edge of the woods. Matishaba hurried back to her cottage where she went directly to check on her Merlin and his new magical pony Valerie.

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An association of UFOlogists who are Investigators , Journalists, Investigative Reporters, S cientists, writers who maintain an open network of correspondence with the public . We do this through books, interviews, seminars, lectures, briefings, media, and the internet.

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Theresa J. Morris, Investigative Reporter, UFOlogist, Author Theresa Janette Thurmond Morris writes about people, places, and things pertaining to "Alien Civilizations Exist!" She is a believer and supporter of the future and accepts that other solar systems and ascended beings exist! She believes that we are not alone in this universe and that we are being visited by other beings more sophisticated than ourselves. She would be glad to speak on the subject and why she believes so strongly. You can read her articles and books forthcoming. Visit her websites:

http://www.roswellconnection.com/ and http://www.ufoassociation.com/. Email Theresa Janette Thurmond Morris.

Alien Civilizations Exist! TJ Thurmond MORRIS

Thurmond True Alien Stories in 2007 UJu

Location60 years after Roswell Crash - Thurmond reveals “They’re Here!”

Thurmond Was Present at CSETI's Briefing Of

From: Stig_Agermose@online.pol.dk (Stig Agermose)

Date: Wed, 18 Jun 1997 03:57:47 +0200

Fwd Date: Wed, 18 Jun 1997 09:49:20 -0400

Subject: Thurmond Was Present at CSETI's Briefing Of

The Corso-Thurmond controversy is old news now, but I just stumbled upon a piece of information which indicates that Senator Thurmond was present at CSETI's UFO briefing of the Congress. The e-mail was sent to IUFO's mailing list on May 22, long before the dispute became known to the public on June 5.

As it is well known, Thurmond expressed his anger at having been lured into writing a foreword to Corso's alleged disclosure of the Pentagon's UFO cover-up - without knowing the book's actual contents, but thinking

That Corso, an old friend and once a member of Thurmond's staff, had Written an autobiography on his "ordinary" career. Thurmond’s interest in UFO’s seem to run in the family or so it seems. Thurmond seems to be interested in the subject, though, so it is Unlikely that he shouldn't have discussed it with Corso, who for many

years and in the company of close friends has been quite frank about his UFO experiences.

To my mind it seems quite conceivable that the old man (he's over Ninety) made a misjudgment and was corrected by his staff. I don't advocate the more outlandish claims of the e-mail, by the way, without further proof.

Stig

1997 Findings:

Latest Revelations on UFOs from Insiders

Date: Thu, 22 May 97 10:04:16 -0800

Subject: IUFO: Show & Tell

To: iufo@world.std.com

Richard Boylan, Ph.D.

 

On April 9, 1997, a closed briefing was given Congressional, White

House and other Administration officials on evidence of UFO reality and

Extraterrestrial presence. A witness revealed that among the

Dignitaries were Senator Strom Thurmond, Congressman Weingard, and the

Wife of the CIA Director. Testimony was given by Apollo Astronaut

Mitchell, Dr. Greer, and two dozen other prime government-insider

Witnesses.

Among those witnesses was Stephen Lovekin, a lawyer from North Carolina

Who worked with a Top Secret security clearance in the Pentagon during

President Eisenhower's White House term during the '50s as a trained

Cryptologist, and was the military aide who regularly briefed President

Eisenhower on UFO evidence and developments. The former

military-intelligence official said that Eisenhower became angrier throughout his Presidency, because he was being shut out of the loop

about "black technology", reverse-engineered from captured

extraterrestrial devices. Lovekin testified that in the basement of the

Pentagon, he was shown UFO metal from a downed ET craft, and saw

apparent "hieroglyphic"-type ET writing on the metal.

Another expert who testifying under oath to the gathered Congressional

and White House officials was rocket scientist David Adair, a NASA

consultant. Adair stated that he could back up Lovekin's report,

because in 1960 he himself was taken 20 stories underground at Area 51

to help figure out how an extraterrestrial engine taken from a UFO

worked. On the engine cowling were the identical "hieroglyphic"-like ET

symbols which he later saw Lovekin display at the Congressional

briefing. Adair said that they eventually identified the UFO device as

an electro-magnetic fusion-containment engine.

Dr. Greer has learned that one-third of the policy cabal controlling

UFO information, a group variously known as MJ-12 and PI-40, wish public disclosure of UFO reality, while the rest do not support such

initiative. Additionally, eight National Security insiders, including

Navy and Air Force intelligence officers, told Dr. Greer that Star Wars

weapons are being used to destroy UFOs approaching Earth.

A further glimpse into the military's secretive obsession with UFO

technology was provided by retired Air Force Colonel Steve Wilson in

late May, 1997, in response to reports of a huge UFO over Phoenix in

mid-May. Colonel Wilson, who formerly headed the Air Force's Project

Pounce [UFO recovery teams], said that there has been a stringent

"lock-down" on Air Force personnel discussing UFOs since January 3,

1994. That was the date the military began publicly flying the enormous

Black Triangle antigravity craft, which the Colonel said were back-

engineered from UFOs.

Richard Boylan, Ph.D. 2826 O Street, Suite 2, Sacramento, CA 95816, USA.

(916) 455-0120 E-mail:

rich.boylan@24stex.com

Primary website:

www.ufonetwork.com/boylan/

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A True Alien and UFO Story

by Theresa Janette Thurmond Morris

Posted: 23:48 August 9, 2007

Masthead Photo: UFO Photo Courtesy of Commander Graham Bethune USN

When I was a young girl before I started school, somewhere between three and five, I was taken (by extraterrestrials) on a ride (on an UFO) and brought back and left alone.

I have strong memories of this incident. At the time I apparently had been gone for some time for I saw my grandmother and Aunt and Uncle looking for me. I was the first dau

Theresa Janette Thurmond Morris writes about people, places, and things pertaining to "Alien Civilizations Exist!" She is a believer and supporter of the future and the accepts that other solar systems and ascended beings exist! She believes that we are not alone in this universe and that we are being visited by other beings more sophisticated than ourselves. She would be glad to speak on the subject and why she believes so strongly. You can read her articles and books. Visit her websites: http://www.roswellconnection.com/ and http://www.ufoassociation.com/. Email Theresa Janette Thurmond Morris.

 

Alien Civilizations Exist!:
A True Alien and UFO Story

by Theresa Janette Thurmond Morris

Posted: 23:48 August 9, 2007

Masthead Photo: UFO Photo Courtesy of Commander Graham Bethune USN

 

When I was a young girl before I started school, somewhere between three and five, I was taken (by extraterrestrials) on a ride (on an UFO) and brought back and left alone.

I have strong memories of this incident. At the time I apparently had been gone for some time for I saw my grandmother and Aunt and Uncle looking for me. I was the first daughter and my mother had my sister in our home.

She sent for my grandmother who did not drive who called my Aunt and Uncle and they came to look for me. I watched them search for me and knew I had to come back down because they were worried and looking for me. I was put down in the empty field on the corner.

I understood that I was needed, loved, and wanted in two places. I wanted to stay with the beings I was with and yet, it was explained to me that for a while I was to be with my family on earth. I accepted my destiny as I was a small child and knew I had no choice.

I had knowledge that I now realize is only normal for a certain percentage of the earth's population. The feeling of wanting to go home was common for many people on earth and I was accustomed to hearing this from the people I would meet along my growth process on earth.

I did what normal children do and began school. I was fine until I contracted a debilitating disease, yet no one ever really could find out from where I contracted the disease. It was "Hepatitis A" - a contagious liver disease. I became very ill and had a complete blood transfusion and it was believed that I was going to die.

 

Only a few near relatives visited me and I recovered after a fight for my life and a long recovery process. I have memories of visiting, in my mind, these alien beings that explained to me that I was very ill but that I would recover. It was not my time to leave earth. I recovered and had a strong desire to visit White Sands, New Mexico.

My grandmother and Aunt and Uncle had decided to take me on my trip since my Uncle lived in Mexico and worked at Los Alamos and we could visit White Sands and the Carlsbad Caverns. On that trip, I went with my two cousins into the White Sand dunes and we played and talked about the beings and the spacecraft of the aliens.

We saw one come over and land and we were allowed to go inside and visit. We were not with the adults and they were on the other side of the Sand Dunes and they never found out. The three of us talked among the adults and ourselves overheard us later and my cousins were reprimanded for mentioning the aliens and referring to what was termed UFOs.

My grandmother got upset and whispered to me to never mention that word again. I asked why and was told that it was a bad word. My cousins said, "Dad is not allowed to talk about where he works and the aliens and UFOs. Uncle explained to all of us in the car that this was a secret project and that he was never to speak of it with anyone and was really upset with his two children for mentioning this.

The two cousins were a boy, about my age of eight, and his older sister who was about thirteen. We went to Carlsbad Caverns and an Indian Reservation and visited my other cousins living on an Indian reservation.

We drove back home to Monroe and we never spoke of our trip again.

I wasn't even allowed photos to keep of my own. I always believed in other beings but now learned it was taboo to speak of. I did not understand since we were allowed to look and point at Sputnik as it came flying overhead. But, nevertheless, I never spoke of them again until I was married and my husband worked at NASA. He called me up to come get him one night and allowed me to listen to the audiotapes made by the astronaut's. I had to have a security clearance filled out in the past so he felt it was OK to listen. I heard the astronauts speaking of a bogey and I asked what that was and I listened to the conversation and after a few minutes my husband told me they had seen a UFO and he was instructed to delete these words from the tapes.

He is dead now, but I thought someone should know, so I will put this letter in a journal.

I again realized that people were not to know the truth about UFOs or bogeys. Steve was emotionally torn for days and weeks about whether he should report this or record this, but he spoke with several of his friends about it and they all told him if he did that he would lose his job and no one would believe him and he would be discredited and thought of as crazy and would never work again in the space industry. We forgot about it and went on taking care of our four daughters as if nothing had happened.

Giving birth to our fourth daughter, I nearly died having placenta previa and experienced out of body experiences. I came and went in and out of my body. This caused me to believe in astral travel even though I didn't know what it was.

 

My mother was traumatized by the experience and so I spoke with my husband's grandmother who came to help take care of my children and me. She told me to write it all down and that someday I should write a book, but it was 1974 and people wouldn't believe me, but someday they would.

My four daughters all had a funny ability to sing songs at the same time, burn out new light bulbs, and had odd sightings of UFOs. We spoke about them, as it was a normal part of our lives. As my children became adults with children of their own and jobs, they chose not to ever speak of this to their children because it was so unbelievable still to other people.

I began searching for my soul mate, the one I called the Commander, on earth who could fly these UFOs the same as I had been taught.

I found him and married him. Tom had worked underground at a military facility after being on temporary ordered from Fort Hood to Fort Bliss. I shared some of my memories with Tom when we were dating.

I scared him and we did not marry for five years because of my casual references to the military, aliens and UFOs. We married in 2000 and bought a home in Kentucky.

We have sightings and share some of the same memories of aliens and UFOs. We call the small 30x30s (the size of the round UFOs are 30 feet by 30 feet) the galaxy universal shuttles or GUS for short.

We know of many alien beings and both of us has worked for the military and drove over the roads in the U.S. holding Commercial Driver's Licenses.

As truck drivers we learned that many other truck drivers have regular sightings and spoke of you. We did not learn of Stanton Friedman until 2006. I called Stan March 22, 2006 and he was at a conference. He sent me two books signed and dated so this is how I know the date. Stan is a believer but has never seen UFOs.

We have but Tom, who is still very hesitant to speak of his experiences. I on the other hand, feel it is our duty to share what we know but only with those who are true believers. Tom and I live and share our beliefs with each other but our families don't want to hear about our beliefs and ask us not to speak of UFOs, so we don't.

There are many people who may want to know the truth and there are those who believe and want to know that we are not alone in this universe and that alien civilizations do exist!

There is much to know and share about aliens and UFOs but only for those who have advanced enough in our primary human brains to use all or both halves of our brains. The sixth sense or intuition, feelings, premonitions come from the right side of our brain and are as important as our left or logical side of our brain.

I believe that our race has to advance enough to accept that aliens exist and that UFOs are a common mode of travel in the universe. The alloy used for the UFOs is not of this earth and is much stronger. Nuclear power is in the space trash and is scooped up and used as fuel by the UFOs.

 

Mars was once inhabited by a race of beings similar to human beings and someday we will find proof that Mars was once where earth was and was populated with beings such as us. There are beings that are humanoid that now watch over us hoping we advance but also knowing we are primitive enough to still fight for the survival of our race.

The galaxy closest to us is inhabited with these being who have taken the greys as allies to fight what could be a war to save both our galaxies if a certain race of beings similar to "Klingons" ever finds us through worm hole travel. The beings are similar to "Vulcans" but don't have pointed ears. They have only four fingers and these only have four digits.

There is much we know but you realize that in any good story one should always leave the audience wanting more! I hope you do! These experiences are dedicated to all truck drivers. We've been there!

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REINCARNATION

MY LIFE’S

Human Experiences

By: Theresa J. Thurmond Morris

“The most beautiful thing one can experience is the mysterious. It is truly the basis of all arts and sciences.” Albert Einstein

Introduction

Reincarnation has more than one definition but the one I am choosing to use in this book is this; Reincarnation is the ability to ascend by way of spirit and soul reborn into another existence. This book I am writing may permit one to believe but not compel one to believe or disbelieve.

Reincarnation is not confinement but rather enlightenment of the soul.

One thing I have learned in this lifetime is that one cannot force time or energy into the space we exist. Reincarnation is about creativity and choices. Reincarnation is about conscience, competence, character. We have as a part of our soul and spirit a driving force called free will. Our will can be influenced by outside forces but, it is ultimately our own freewill that guides us through our decision making while we exist on earth. For instance, all my worldly possessions can be taken from me and I can be put in prison for actions against me. My physical and mental person can be questioned and accused of wrongdoings, whether true of false but put it confinement against my will never the less. All I am left with is my mental, physical and spiritual body in a cell of restriction. I might be forced to believe in a certain religion in order to live and not die in this world. I can be physically and mentally beaten to a point of submission where all I have left are my thoughts and memories. I can have a stroke and lose a portion of my physical body and brain. I still have my self inside a mental and physical body and I speak of myself as being human. Some people even have their thoughts taken from them. Brainwashed into believing in another way of thinking than the culture in which they were born. When even our memories and thoughts are taken away, I believe we have the of spirit in our soul that keeps us alive. Why are some people declared clinically brain dead when others are not? Why do some families have the right to decide when their loved ones will die in a controlled environment whether with hospice at home or in the hospital or rest home. Some of these questions are simply answered by it is the custom or culture in which they live. There is a place in Tibet where the monks put their fellow dead monks bodies out for the vultures to eat what is left of their physical bodies. Who is to say this is wrong other than it does not agree with the ways of most people and cultures in the world. This book is to not say what is right or wrong or written to pass judgment on any way of life or culture. Although I was born a white Anglo-Saxon protestant female in this lifetime. I don’t believe that my way of life or culture is the only one or the only right way to live on earth. How does a white red blooded American born to the southern name of Thurmond ever decide to believe in reincarnation? That is question!

 

I speak from experience having left my body on many occasions. But, this book is not about out-of-body experiences only but about why I believe in reincarnation which is our human experiences. Unlike some religions that believe that we begin as something less such as an animal. I have many memories some more interesting than others. One not so memorable but maybe important to others somehow is a memory of being in a field of wheat in open country which I believe was what is now called Oklahoma and I could see deep paths where buffalo had roamed and I felt great happiness and remorse at that time in my life. I cannot tell if I was dead or alive but from where my mind’s eye was at that time in that lifetime, I was laying in a field of tall wheat it was a sunny day and I could see that the wind was blowing and I was neither hot nor cold. I felt as if I had been an Indian woman and that my life was either expired or about to expire. That feeling I have had many times and the memories that don’t seem to fit into this life of reality are what made me wonder about reincarnation and also my near death experiences. I have been in an intensive care unit in the hospital and heard the buzzer sound of an alarm when my own heart flat lined and I heard my mother scream and yell for doctors and anyone to help. I have laid in a coma for days needing blood and heard people talking about me when I could not answer. There are many such episodes in this lifetime and I feel that these life experiences are what is driving my spirit to share them on paper in words for others to find with hopes that there are some explanations of life in my experiences.

I consider my spirit the energy that never dies and my soul the place the energy dwells or resides. The professionals in philosophy, religion and science can debate this and have for as long as humans have been able to think and question is there a God or higher creative power.

When