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So it was that, in the enclosure of their long incubation phase (cf. What Is The Mother Current?, issue 9, May 1990 of TNTC) limited to a few square walking—miles of their enforced ghetto "sanctuary",AAA and MT certainly had occasion to draw on—not only the direct gnosis of Whole—being intuition but—the intermediate faculties of higher mind specified in books as "the astral double", "the Uraeus Eye", "Conscious Dreaming" etc. In this way for example (and apart from their inclusive Knowledge of such things) MT had occasion to encounter camouflaged encampments of saucers or "energy vehicles" on the inner planes, massed squadrons low set in the ether—clouds stretching toward the starry mists. He'd been moved by intelligent direction in the dream—body to an apparently boundless stretch of desert, inexhaustible even to aerial view, over which he floated for a moment before spying what appeared to be black rectangular patches of board and canvas below, instantly known to cover enormous pits dug in the flat expanse of sand; as he "peeled off and zoomed-in several successive jumps of magnification to get a closer look, he realized that these pits were storage areas belonging to an underground armamentarium; he immediately obtained the sense of massive machines, and a dark impression of Armageddon weaponry that was only cinched when he suddenly saw, approaching from the right on what was now a perilous level of common ground two cowled figures in umber robes, features dimmed by the deep interior of their hoods while their eyes shone with the same red glow used to depict the Jawas in Star Wars. There was empty demonism behind those eyes the likes of which MT hadn't encountered up to that moment, and, without an instant's reflection he was snapped in one clearing recoil of the astral cord straight out of there and back to the couch on which he'd rested his head not a minute before. It was many years later, indeed only a few short months prior to this writing that reference beyond doubt was found of this same locale, in the pages of the space—alien compendium Matrix II. For this (astrally—triangulated) underground cache was identified by MT while watching news footage a few days after the experience, as an area in /ran; and on page 197 of Matrix IJ we are shown a map of Iran with the captioned explanation that, as far back as the Shah's reign, researchers consulting Iranian students learned that villagers of the central desert region long knew of the presence of "a massive underground base", confirmably connected to alien activity and characterized as a "technical storage area for different types of equipment" (massive underground installations are said to exist in neighboring Afghanistan as well as Egypt, altogether enlarging the significance of such places). The identity of the robed, red—eyed figures perceived by MT as skirting the escarpment of one of those pits, yields to the description of beings long thought to be the fictitious brainchild of Richard Shaver as narrated in Amazing Stories magazines of the '40s, i.e. the notorious Devos or "detrimental robots" said to inhabit subsurface tunnel—systems having concealed openings even in the midst of the world's largest cities. (The existence of such beings, and what in fact they might be, will receive further consideration as our narrative winds inevitably back through snaking passages and interconnected networks in approach of related or self-same topics from dimensionally—different angles; check up ahead, the Deros may be coming again from some side—entrance or unexpected turn...) Hal In Vitro Much more recently, as a routine function of the scrupulousness with which subjects are presented in the Chronicle, MT had occasion to "align" himself with the reality of what was rumored re the existence of alien underground bases in Groom Lake, Nevada and Dulce, New Mexico—this in order to secure a proper, atmospheric authenticity for the Hal O. Harvest comic strip (giving some idea, to those paying attention at this point, of the subtly—discerning degree to which truth is tracked in the presentation of all topics appearing within these pages; the least subject in the most apparently throw—away format is hunted to the ground in both "physic" and "spirit", according to the principle that awakened intelligence doesn't just brood about subject—matter but flows through any given subject, in one form or another, weighing its merit and degree of 95 T-Bird_Vs_The_Flying_saucers.htm