quasi crystals at area 51

In the Green Mess Hall, our heard words like Lawrence Forces, Pulse Detonations, Cycloton Radiation, Quantum Flux, Trenduction, Field Generators, Poetestemouthful, Quasi Crystal, Energy Lans, and EPR Quantum Receivers. I was told by both Gerald and a couple of people I talked to at the Green, the Quasi crystals were the key to a whole new field of propulsion and communication technology. To this day, I'd be hard pressed to explain to you the unique electrical, optical, and physical properties of Quasi crystals and why so much of the research is classified. Even the unclassified research is funded by agencies like the Department of Energy and Department of Defense. Why is the U.S. Department of Energy and Ames Laboratory so vigorously pursuing research in Quasi crystals? A quote from the DOE, our goal is to understand and facilitate exploitation and of special properties of Quasi crystals. These properties include, but are not limited to low thermal and electrical conductivity, high hardness, low friction, and good oxidation resistance. That's the unclassified part. What are Quasi crystals? In 1984, a paper was published which marked the discovery of Quasi crystals to distinctly different metallic crystals, joined semester-cule together. By 1986, several top secret advanced studies were going on funded by DARPA. With leading scientists already working in the field. In classical, crystallography, a crystal is defined as a three-dimensional periodic arrangement of atoms with transitional periodicity along its principle axes. Since Quasi crystals lose their periodicity, and at least one dimension is not possible to describe them in three-dimensional space as easily as normal crystal structures. This is because this becomes more difficult to find mathematical formulas for interpretation and analysis of the fraction data. After the discovery of Quasi crystals in 1984, a close resemblance was noted between Icosahedroquasi crystals and 3D penrose tiling. Penrose tiling is basically nothing more than if you saw a tile floor that had two different tiles. One say has five side and one has seven sides that match up and repeat continually. But once you get into three-dimensional penrose tiling, then you just, if you can, you have to imagine these same repeating and three different dimensions. The British mathematician Roger Penrose devised a way to cover a plane in a non-periodic fashion using two different types of tiles. A simple example of a 3D tiling can be seen on this slide. The tiles are arranged in a way that they are based certain matching rules. This is called 3D penrose tiling, which makes, which is made up of romer heat-drink. It does in years later, Penrose tiling became the prototype of very powerful models to explain the structures of Quasi crystals discovered 14. To explain the quasi-crystal discovered, 14 years of Quasi crystal research has established existence and we wealth of stable and stable Quasi crystals with 5, 8, 10, and 12-fold symmetry, with strange structures and interesting properties. New tools had to be developed for the study and description of these extraordinary materials. I've discovered that classified research has shown that quasi-crystal are used for high-energy storage materials, metal matrix components, thermal barriers, exotic coatings, infrared sensors, high-power laser applications, and electromagnetic. Some high-strength alloys and surgical tools are already on the market using quasi crystals. The reason I've presented this in detail is since I barely mentioned quasi-crystals last year, I've been asked by so many hundreds of people who say, well, explain what quasi-crystal are. So most of what I explained is over my head too, so. Thank you for staying away from that. One of the stories I heard, I was told more than once, was that quasi-crystal pairs were using the propulsion of the Rosal crash. The fact that these crystals, millions of tiny quasi-crystals, or quasi-crystals are two separately shaped three-dimensional crystals joined together symmetrically. These millions of crystals coded the bottom of the CFO, and that one of these crystals was made of hydrogen. Until recently, creating a hydrogen and crystal was beyond the reach of our scientific capabilities, that's changed. I don't have a lot of details about what's going with the hydrogen and particles, but I suspect I will soon. Well, I grew them. I wrote down everything I saw heard and touched them. I log every night before going to bed. I've always been a journalist. By the way, the food at the Grim Mess Hall was probably as good as any four-star restaurant. But what would you expect? There was no cable, no women, and no alcohol. So that did do something right. Later, while back at the base, my routine went on as normal as did my part-time job that summer is running security for the Silver Dollar Sloan. My NSA friend Gerald who managed a team who investigated and watched those with high-to-class-spot jobs at Nevada Test Site, Nellish Range, and many other classified facilities showed up one night. He was checking up on a guy who had a drinking problem who worked at the Nevada Test Site. That's where they set off the underground atomic explosions. He happened to mention a vehicle that could be boosted into orbit and return in land and then Nevada Desert. This was in the late 70s. It was an unmanned reconnaissance vehicle which took off from a B-52 bomber and used booster rocker's supply system temporary low earth orbit. I thought he was feeding me a line of bull. That's too soon. This vehicle is remotely piloting communications or made via the docile system that groomed me. I'm not used to slow, but it didn't hit me until he said, you know, direct orbital communications length. Then it hit me. It was the unit that I had taken a part while I was troubleshooting the multi-bay system to one that had the large integrated circuit chip on it. These are some old pictures of the virtual reality lab at Brooks Air Force Base, where the software to remotely pie remotely five exotic vehicles was developed. Let me get back to the development of alien rapture now. I agreed to write my cooking of spiritual story. I talked to several military judge, advocates, general lawyers or jag lawyers. I told these lawyers I wanted to write about my experiences in the military and been on many classified programs. I was told that I had to write my story as fiction, which I have. I was told I couldn't name any real individuals with clearances or covers or their working names, which I haven't. I was also told that I couldn't discuss any secrets of these programs. I had been personally assigned to which I have not done. Then I was told as long as I did that, I could pretty much write what I damn well wanted to. Of course, I didn't tell them that I was going to be interviewing pilots and engineers and technicians at a work-back programs at the Flone Black Aircraft, or that I was going to write about UFO contact or reverse engineering, Bailey and technology. I slipped my mind. You know how it is? You tell the government too much and they just get confused. In the summer of 1992, we met again in Las Vegas, the five friends and I. I had compiled my notes from our first meetings. The interviews from several pilots already taking place and other input I had received. Each of my friends had reached out to their own personal context, which uncovered a wealth of information. We agreed I was the only one who had gripped the story and get away with it. Since I was planning on getting out of the DOD, my friends were all married and still part of the defense department. I was single and had planning on getting out. I just was time. But one of my co-conspirators and close friends had informed me that he had a cancerous tumor and it was severely depressed and was seeing a neurologist. They told him that brain tumor was unoperable and 30 days later he passed from this earth. It was a real blow to the rest of us. We had lost Gerald the year before from a heart attack. The remaining three friends, Hal, has dropped in the face of the earth and one of my contacts has been a low-cat in for two years. It was extremely paranoid about two deaths, which I was and I thought there were just normal things that happened. He had had second thoughts about the book. He said it was going to travel and didn't know when he was going to contact me next. I like the thing maybe he's on a Pacific Island drinking my ties or something. Let me talk about my friend Doc. He has a theories that UFO seemed to like fast aircraft. The S.R. 71 pilot who I knew well, Doc was stationed at Kodine Air Force Base, where the S.R.R. was located on the SAC side in 1973. He was flying back from across the South China Sea from reconnaissance mission. The S.R. 71 pilot encountered a shadow over his cockpit. Doc said his avionic systems went totally haywire. He felt the aircraft knows now slightly, which can be dangerous at 2000 miles per hour, our 35 miles per minute. When he looked up, he was so startled that he almost panicked. He immediately made invasive maneuvers to the right and down, which is one of the many maneuvers they can make when they have a missile lock on, for example. But the maneuvering is subtle because at that speed, you can't make radical maneuvers. Doc said the object was so big that it totally blocked out the sun. His estimate was 250 to 300 feet across. It was oval in shape and appeared to be bright, blue gray and color. But it wasn't sure as the shimmering of high energy halo that surrounded it, made it harder to determine the actual shape. About three minutes later, in some thousands of feet lower the vehicle, reappeared on his left wing tip. He tried his U.S.F. and V.F. radio and all he could pick up was a deep electrical hum. He abandoned his attempts to use his radio as his immediate survival was more important to him at the moment. But the next ten minutes, the large oval vehicle moved around the left wing tip of the rear of the aircraft and then to the right wing tip. Doc said he got a sound in his head and I quote Doc, like a swarm of bees in my brain as he described it. The movement from left to the rear to the right wing tip took about two minutes and then it reversed his movement. On the U.F. last swing to the rear of the SR-71, his aircraft started buffeting Wauley, which is terrifying at Mach 3, then it stopped after about 15 seconds and he never saw it again. When Doc returned from his mission, he immediately went to his debriefing. The minute he mentioned the incident with the unidentified object, his commander pulled him away from the debriefing and was taken to his commander's office. After he filled out an incident report in detail, he was told not to mention the incident to anyone, or he'd be satisfied with severe penalty on the U.S.M.J. Doc told me that it didn't know one SR-71, Paul Gerrass, who had not had a close encounter with U.F.O. our siding. He felt that not one of them would ever go on record with their experiences because of fear of retaliation from the Department of Defense, or the loss of their retirement pay and benefits for pregnant secrets acts. During the nine years after this inflight incident, Doc related that a few of his trusted friends related to the similar incidents to him with same types of vehicles or glowing orbs, dancing around their aircraft during flight. Did Doc tell me another story about his friend Dave. Dave was also an SR-71 Blackbird pilot. While Drunk on Socky and Japan, Dave told him in whispers that he didn't use the drink until he met a reconnaissance fight over East and Board of Russia six months before, when Dave returned from this flight, he was delirious and semi-conscious. His crew had to pull him out of the aircraft. The flight surgeon attributed to his symptoms to loss of oxygen. Dave didn't share his nightmares with the Air Force doctors who were fair that the flight surgeon would ground him and he would lose his flying status. Anybody that's ever known a pilot, especially an Air Force or an A.V. pilot, they would give up a kid, a left leg, a lung, just about anything to keep their flight status. So they just didn't tell flight surgeons when they had problems. But under the influence of alcohol, in a quiet bar where the close trusted friend Dave opened up, he carefully related an emotional story that he had nightmares every night. But with something he was sure had gotten to him during his flight over Russia. What made matters worse for him was he had absolutely no memory of the flight.