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"This is serious, isn't it?" I finally managed to blurt out. But my thoughts were going a mile a minute. The bottom line: we are not alone—and some ultra-secret, presumably a governmental agency, goddamned well knew it! My glee changed swiftly into anger. Shit! Shit- shit-shit! "Well," I snarled, "whoever is in charge of these matters hasn't managed them very well as far as us ordinary public types are concerned." "I'll concede that, Ingo," Axel said. "Frankly, no one has known what to do, and many mistakes have been made." military or government having an interest in such "This is serious, isn't it?" I finally managed to blurt out. matters, rumors which say they have captured aliens But my thoughts were going a mile a minute. The and downed alien space craft. bottom line: we are not alone—and some ultra-secret, But it's quite another matter to find oneself ina presumably a governmental agency, goddamned well situation which obviously confirms everything. Not knewit! My glee changed swiftly into anger. Shit! Shit- principally because I suddenly knew the rumors were _ shit-shit! rue. But because | found myself in a situation in which "Well," | snarled, "whoever is in charge of these , in my psychic processes, had seen the evidence for matters hasn't managed them very well as far as us myself. ordinary public types are concerned." "Good heavens!" | breathed. My brain began racing, "T'll concede that, Ingo," Axel said. "Frankly, no one putting things together. Axel, though, and the twins, has known what to do, and many mistakes have been and the elaborate secrecy of this whole 'mission' was made.” he best evidence. "Yes, and all in the name of what—privileged I was now completely certain that | information in favor of the few, of the was physically present in some kind of military, of scientists, or what?" ultra-ultra-ultra secret place, and that "Sometimes. But the problems are he mission of this place was to sort more than you can imagine." out extraterrestrial matters. I knew But my thoughts Axel and | sat staring at each other. hat NASA must have photographic were going a mile Neither of us was smiling. evidence of activities on the Moon a minute. Do you want to leave, hen?" he which already confirmed the presence . finally asked. "We will do whatever you of extraterrestrial activity there. The bottom line: want." What | gid not understand t oven we are not alone— or course ae rol want to leave! | and | realize is only with my thir wanted to understand. cup of coffee and my tenth cigar, was and some ultra- "Why do you need my services, Axel? why this ultra-secret project needed my secret, presumably Hust answer that one auestio If that services. stuff is on the Moon, why don't you So, I looked at Axel, and this a governmental just send along another Moon time | was not smiling either. agency, mission to have a good look-see?" "Why the hell have you dragged me But the awful truth dawned in a into this, Axel? If you possess goddamned well burst of light. | looked at him. enough to cause what | take is knew it! My glee "Unless they...I can't believe your mission to come into . his...unless they somehow have existence, surely you don't need changed swiftly old you to stay away, and into anger. somehow shown you they mean it!" This time Axel was neither smiling nor not smiling. I got out of my chair and started pacing the length of the table. I started my inputs here?" "Well, Ingo, no—and yes." "I'm confused," I said, rather sternly. "Please explain.” "I can't. Well, at least | cannot give you information. It was felt that doing so would jeopardize not only us, but our aughing. mission. You seem bright enough, though." "Goddamn it! They've somehow got you by the balls, “Thanks heaps, Axel. Well, this bit of security almost aven't they? That's why you are resorting to psychic blew it for you. Had I not learned some time ago to perceptions! Ja-eesus Kahariiiist!? They are not friendly, accept and describe what | was seeing psychically, are they? Are they, Axel?" accept it before prejudging it, | would have not dared to Axel kept his cool. say | saw lights on the Moon. | would have edited that "There are two major reasons why I've asked you to out, fearing others might see me as loony. God damn it! elp. You are approximately correct about the first one, ETs on the Moon, no less!" but not completely so. The second reason is more "Well," Axelrod began, "if | had told you in advance, | simple. Your information might provide a kind of check would you have thought | was loony?” Axel asked. point in what you surely now realize must be a mess of He had a point. And all of this was real! I closed my eyes _ interpretations of the photographic and other evidence. as waves of goosebumps cascaded through my body. | t was my idea to find a psychic who did not know couldn't control them, so | broke into tears. anything about the Moon, and see what might be seen "Shall I leave you to recover?" Axel asked. here. Sort of an independent source of information, But suddenly, through my emotions, I started which would lean our interpretations one way or laughing, almost uncontrollably. another." But my thoughts were going a mile a minute. secret, presumably a governmental agency, goddamned well knew it! My glee changed swiftly into anger. aughing. "Goddamn it! They've somehow got you by the balls, haven't they? That's why you are resorting to psychic perceptions! Ja-eesus Kahariiiist!? They are not friendly, are they? Are they, Axel?" Axel kept his cool. "There are two major reasons why I've asked you to help. You are approximately correct about the first one, but not completely so. The second reason is more simple. Your information might provide a kind of check point in what you surely now realize must be a mess of interpretations of the photographic and other evidence. t was my idea to find a psychic who did not know anything about the Moon, and see what might be seen here. Sort of an independent source of information, which would lean our interpretations one way or another.” NEXUS ¢ 59 The bottom line: we are not alone— and some ultra- AUGUST - SEPTEMBER 2010 www.nexusmagazine.com